The Game Of Love Book Novelas e Histórias

ATHENA “Was any of it ever even real?” I stood across the room, and my voice echoed towards him. His head faced downwards, buried in a book that he read. But my voice summoned his gaze, and he lifted his head up to look at me. “Was any of what real?” He asked, in his usual straightforward manner. “The professions of love. The marriage, all of the romance. The dates, the hugs, the kisses, the sex. All of it. Did you ever mean any of it at any time, or was everything just part of your long game to make sure that my heart was comprehensively broken?"

She cooled beneath him, her body still tingling from the aftershocks, while he kissed her neck tenderly, savoring the moment. “I love you so much” he murmured, running his hand through her hair and down her back. She said nothing, eyes closed, resting in silence. Inside, her thoughts spiraled. What kind of game was she really playing? What mask was she wearing? She felt overwhelmed by a swirl of emotions; pleasure, guilt, uncertainty. Was she truly pretending? She loved him, didn’t she? Yes, she did. And she enjoyed every moment with him. But was she also using him? Yes… yes, she was.

He cupped my face, tilting my head back so I had no choice but to look at him. "I’m past being in love. Now, I’m obsessed. Now, I must — and will — mark you. Completely." My breath hitched painfully in my chest. "Enough with the stupid games," he murmured, his forehead brushing mine. "Let's make it a lifetime game." "A... lifetime game?" I echoed weakly. "Yeah," he said, his voice like velvet and sin. "I'm going to be honest with you, Syra. I will have you — no matter what.

I wince and move it a few inches away before bringing it back to my ear. "Troy are you there?" She calls again and I nod like she can see me. "Yes Rachel,I'm here." I say and resume walking out of the school. My foot slightly nudges a small book on the floor and I carefully study it before bending to pick it up. The word 'Diary' is printed in a bright, colourful pink on the book and I groan. It must have fallen out of the mysterous girl's open school bag.

My eyes widen, and then, unexpectedly, a smile graces my face. Santiago and Emily stand close, bodies intertwined, as they share a passionate kiss. My heart swells with happiness seeing them reconciled at last. I always believed Emily knew, deep in her soul, the depths of Santiago’s love for her. She just needed a gentle push, a reminder that forgiveness was possible. I’m overjoyed my words helped guide her back to him. “I love you,” Santiago murmurs breathlessly against her forehead, voice thick with emotion. “I love you too,” Emily echoes, an identical look of pure adoration shining in her eyes as she catches her breath.

He lifted my head up, making our eyes meet. "Sunshine, I never loved her. I just thought it was love. But I was wrong. I didn't love anyone before you. You introduced this feeling to me. I just love you, no one else. Neither in the past nor in the future. Just you my sunshine." He said honesty, looking into my eyes. I smiled happily and said. "I love you too, Daniel." He smiled and kissed my lips.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

“You're welcome. So, I'm gonna ask you again. What are you gonna do about it?” I sighed and twirled the coffee cup round. “Nothing,” I said again. “Don't you see, Kayle? This all started as a game. It was never meant to last forever because someone always has to win the game. Love or not, we were always destined for disaster. He was always gonna be the murderer in Clue, I'd always win the most money in Monopoly. Jack would always hold the most cards at the end of the round of Old Maid, and I'd always top him at Jenga. Not everyone has a 'one,' Kayle, and whether he's mine or not, it doesn't mean we have to be a two. I did this because you guys asked me. I didn't want to – and I didn't want t

Blake said "Are you sure?" I asked "Yeah, Liam, you want to watch the game with me?" He asked "Yes, Football game," Liam said excitedly, causing everyone to laugh "Well, come on, buddy," Blake said. He kissed me on the cheek, causing me to blush, and picked up Liam and took him into the living room to watch the game. I watched after them as they left the room. I loved the way he cared for Liam, and Liam seemed comfortable around him.

When Leon falls in love again, things get this complicated. Meanwhile, Claire ran onto the deck of the ship. She then leaned on the edge of the wood and faced the ocean. For some reason, Claire was unhappy when she heard Leon say love. Either the moment wasn't quite right, or because Claire didn't really believe those words. Plus, she still couldn't digest the facts she had just accepted. Leon is the creator of this game and he deliberately goes into the game to hide; a fact that was very difficult for Claire to accept. That meant Leon had been lying to her all this time.