The Price Of His Love Novels & Stories

I cried. I poured out my heart to her hoping she would just laugh and say that it was all a joke or that she would just realize the mistake she was about to do. "Damn it, Matt." She burst out. “Can’t you see that this has been coming all along? You’re just a dumb ass. I’ve never loved you. I just had to stick with you because I knew you love me and was willing to take care of my bills. How would you expect me to be in love with a weakling like you? Shane is way much better than you. He had to propose to me yesterday coz I told him I was pregnant for him.”

Whispered: “Mommy… the Alpha is broken. His light… it’s turning gray.” Phoenix looked at the fragment. Then at the man who traded his power for it. First stone secured. Price already higher than she was prepared to pay.

“Benedict, after everything you’ve just said, you still won’t admit it? “You’re in love with Sansa. “Even though Grandpa arranged it… even though you see her as vain and clingy… even though you think today’s engagement party was a trap to force you into marrying her… even though you claim she’s the last person you could ever want… “You still love her.” Benedict loosened his fist in silence, looking like a prisoner who had been sentenced to death. He hung his head for a long moment before finally admitting, “Yes, I’m in love with Sansa. Hopelessly, desperately in love. So I’m begging you—let her go.”

The students’ savage whispers jerked me out of my thoughts. “Did she just rip him off?” “That’s twice the value?” “Lithi, are you insane? How could you buy that?” “He must be head over heels in love with her. I heard he bought two copies of her profile.” “That’s 39 BS!” “No, fool—sixty BS. The price of her profile increased from ten BS to thirty BS in a matter of one hour.” “Wow, that’s impressive,” “She must think she deserves it.” “I’m starting to believe she does.”

she sobbed, addressing me by a name that made my skin crawl, "we're your parents! No matter how much you resent us, blood ties can't be severed." She pressed a handkerchief to her eyes, playing to the audience. "You're my flesh and blood! I carried you for ten months. If it hadn't been for that awful mistake at the hospital, I never would've been separated from you. But now, we'll make up for lost time. You'll be the jewel of our family, I promise. You've enjoyed Vanessa's life for so many years, now it's time to return the favor. Let's go home." Her words dripped with saccharine sweetness, but her eyes betrayed the schemes brewing within. She wasn't here to reclaim a daughter—she was here t

He raised his paddle, raising the price from 100,000 dollars to a million dollars. "Such generosity! As expected from Mr. Cunningham!" someone said. "I heard Rachel Sinclair was his first love, the one that got away. Now that she's back, it looks like he's determined to win her back!" "But I heard Mr. Cunningham was engaged. Wouldn't that make Ms. Sinclair the mistress?" another whispered. "Oh, stop it. Didn't you hear? She's his first love. She came first! Besides, I know that he only got engaged to his current fiancée because his family pressured him. I heard that she's deaf. How could she possibly be a good match for him?"

Jacob took his coat off and wrapped it tightly around her, his voice shaking a little, "Lily, I promise this won't happen again." Later, he quarreled with her and never argued again. That night, as recorded in the document, a boy ran halfway across the city in a pair of thin slippers to find his Lily. Same night. Same boyfriend. Different situation. My two years of righteousness are ultimately worthless compared to the five years of first love. The tears stuck to my face and then the wind blew, it was bone-chillingly cold. I reached out to wipe, but the more I wiped more and more.

she snapped, her pride flaring up despite her situation. “I can give it to you,” he said smoothly. “I can transfer it right now while we are on this call. It would barely make a dent in my account.” “Then…” “But,” he interrupted, his voice dropping an octave, becoming heavy and serious. “Nothing in this world is free. You taught me that last night, remember? Everything has a price.” Ava swallowed hard. “I know. What do you want?” “One night,” Nico said, his voice dropping to a predatory growl. “At my place. No spa rules. You do exactly what I say. No arguments. No slaps.”

George had also died a while ago. This letter went through multiple hands before it reached mine. It was the last thing he owned. 'If we are reborn, may we never be a couple again.' I thought the same.

he said and I raised my hands and Andrei dropped his hands down too. “Back to my question piccolo, still love the camphor scent?” His eyes gleamed but I said nothing. He smirked taking a stroll around the hall with his wheelchair. "Fifty billion dollars per a cargo bag of the oblivion drugs, do we have a deal?” I ignored his question. "You have really gotten over Sylvia, haven't you? A woman who defined true love to you,” he coughed. "You were willing to shut down an entire camphor boutique, once because Sylvia adored it and you grew to love what she loved,” he laughed slightly.