The Lover Reversed Novels & Stories

, Ava said with concern " So you also did the one-sided love ", Kabir asked. " Yeah ! ", Ava blinked her moist eyes " That means we are in the same boat," Kabir said. " You are ga old man find a woman who can truly love you ", Ava said " Then will you be my girlfriend ? ", Kabir asked Ava goy startled and asked, " me! no ! never ". " Oops I got rejected once again ", Kabir playfully clicked his tongue

When my mistress's tongue made touch together along with her lips, Venessa's hands gave out and she fell again to the mattress. My mistress explored with much less hesitation than Venessa had shown. Maybe she knew how enjoyable it turned into, or perhaps she had executed this earlier than. Either manner, Venessa turned into taking part in what my mistress turned into doing to her frame. I turned into quickly stroking my erection once more, captivated by the spectacle. Seeing ladies making love is this kind of lovely sight. They display such tenderness needs confidence.

I was beginning to simply hate our bond, I could never hate Isabella but why would the moon goddess do this to us? It was making me become more and more possessive knowing that soon she could be out of my reach. I knew her father, Alpha Leon, was getting impatient with Isabella, he was running out of time and set to retire in the next couple years. He wanted her to marry her mate as soon as possible, and I dreaded the idea of Isabella having to pretend that some stray wolf was her mate just to please her father.

Lorenzo's voice was low Warren didn’t respond. His other eye which wasn't swollen fluttered open for a brief moment before closing again. “Look at me when I’m talking to you,” Lorenzo snapped, grabbing Warren by the chin and forcing his head up. “I love her… I love Alexa” he rasped, his voice horse from the beating. Lorenzo snorted. “Love? You think love excuses betrayal, Warren?” His tone was sharp, laced with anger and disappointment. “You didn’t just cross the line. You obliterated it.”

"Why the hell did you do that?" Iris yelled loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall. Dominic faked a gasp in surprise when he heard her yell. There was a tiny smirk on his face as he watched her attract attention to herself. No one knew what was running through his head as he watched her lose composure. It was so unlike her and he was definitely enjoying it. Insane right? Well, that's what you can call Dominic. Behind his easygoing facade was a black-hearted man.

Malik rolled his eyes, “I am hardly forbidden fruit, Hans. And, no, she has not. We’ve only just met. I would think less of her if she gave in so easily.” The piece of fruit soared an inch above Malik’s ear. He jerked to the side, staring at his now red-faced friend, “Malik, how could you be so foolish?” Hans growled, “Have you learned nothing?” “You forget your place.” Malik warned. “No, it is you who forgets yours. This will end badly for her, Malik. It will end the same as all the others. She will never love you once she sees you for what you truly are.”

Not for him, For her. Kael stumbled His form flickered, The mirror shattered, And behind him the real Kael appeared, Small. Hollow, Human. He dropped to his knees. “I didn’t know how to love you,” he said. “So I destroyed you instead.” Liora’s crown sealed itself, The crack closed, Not by power By closure. She reached out, Touched his forehead And whispered: “Then let this be your end.” Kael smiled through tears, And crumbled into light, The sky unbent. Nightwind returned. Whole. Alive. Breathing, Sera collapsed into tears, Auren ran to Liora, caught her before she fell.

The girl looking back at me was different. “No more naïve Mrs.,” I said quietly. “I’m the heiress of the Avila Cooperative.” “And I win.” Pain burned behind my eyes. Betrayal by love. Betrayal by proximity. At least Dad still had someone loyal. Mr Peter. I didn’t. I opened my drawer and took out my red lipstick. One by one, I cut out the men in suits from the photos. I pasted their faces onto the mirror. Under each face, I wrote:

More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me.

Also, don't forget that the version of me who loved you existed in the past. "I stopped loving you the minute you revealed your plan to keep the child and get rid of me. All I feel for you now is hatred." Just then, a nanny noticed the tense atmosphere between us and immediately hurried upstairs. Bryce was afraid they would make a scene and alert Derrick, so he hurriedly lowered his voice and snarled. "Fine, I'll apologize! Is that what you want? Think carefully, Jessica. You were my girlfriend. You've crossed the line by marrying my father!"