The Beloved Fool Novels & Stories

🌹 Killer (Part 7)🌹 An India love action story.... 🎤🎤 ....People, some will fly beyond the stars. People, some will fall.... 🎤🎤 🖋️ Ashwini Pov 🖊️ I couldn't believe this was happening to me. How did I not see this from the beginning? How? I feel like a fool. A very big fool. In fact I am a fool. I have been used by Arjun. Used, done and dusted by him.

", Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, Still you cannot see, That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me, Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more, But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before, The verses, more and more ridiculous, until the poor fellow's naughty wife explains away her lover as a baby boy her mother sent to her. But it has whiskers, he says. Like many things, Teddy did not care for the Irish, but he liked a drink, and he liked a song, and they were good enough for that.

He loved the way the rebellious waves of black hair he had struggled to unravel around his delicate face. I loved the features of Callisto, just as I loved his sonic voice, just as I loved his poorly made drawings, his melancholy poetry. "I’m your fool" he said with a smile, his arms around my waist, pulling me, hugging me. I couldn’t help but laugh. "I was just thinking that I really like you," I confessed and Calisto joked. "I’m happy, my dear. After all, think how sad it wouldn’t be if you didn’t like it, am I right? I’d be devastated..."

Rosie pov, How easy it is to call someone fool..Before we call them fool, we don't even think why they look or behave like fool infront of our eyes.. If a girl show her stupidity infront of a man means there will be only one reason that she truly loves him..

I never realized how much my actions had hurt him. I felt ashamed. I looked down, my shoulders slumping as his words echoed in my mind. "If I have trust issues, you should understand it’s not my fault. I have a past with men who were not faithful. So, bear with me if I sometimes think you’re like them. And as for acting like the boss, I’ll change. I promise," I said, my voice trembling with sincerity, my eyes pleading with him to believe me.

Head in hands face swollen with facts. “You think he's right. Don't you?” For a fact, I know Sebas has been dying to spit out the contents of his heart. “Well, he didn't add that you're a fool. Only a fool wouldn't want a second chance at love. You agree with me. Don't you?” His punchy words were followed by an annoying carousel of giggles unfolding in different forms. He just called me a ‘fool’ and what was more absurd was the fact that I didn't feel offended by the name.

“Hell, I even fell for Dominic’s act, the supposed good guy, the one who was supposed to help me escape. I was so desperate to believe in someone that I didn’t see the lies right in front of me. How could I have been so blind, so utterly stupid?” “And you know what that makes me?” I continued, my voice raw with self-mockery. “An idiot. An accurate example of a fool who let her heart lead her straight into a trap, not once, but twice”

He makes a fist as he speaks with raging passion. "How did it feel to wake up every morning beside a fool? Because that's what I am to you and to everybody. A fool who couldn't tell that his beloved mate had been lying to him for years, even after he did all he could to make bygones be bygones,"

Laughing cruelly, the subordinates bound her and tossed her into the lobster tank. "You love playing with Australian lobsters, don't you? Bring in every one in the city to keep her company." Startled by the sudden intrusion, the lobsters scuttled back at first, but when they realized she posed no threat, they surged forward, tearing into her arms, belly, lips, and cheeks. "Logan, save me! Tell Mr. Shenton I didn't know Bella was his wife! I was wrong—ah! It hurts!" Before she could finish, a subordinate seized her chin and forced her mouth open.

“You know what, Collins? This is it. I’m so tired. Tired of all this… this world, this life, this constant cycle of lies. Why… why? His voice broke beside me, desperate and trembling. “Selene, I’m so sorry. Please… I’m sorry. I never meant for it to be like this. I swear.” But I couldn’t even look at him. The weight of everything pressed down, suffocating. And his apologies, no matter how sincere they sounded, felt too little, too late. My throat burned as I forced out a laugh, the kind that wasn’t from amusement but from something jagged clawing inside me. I tilted my head back, clutching my chest as the words spilled out of me. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. My laugh turned b