Third Time's A Charm Novels & Stories

Only a soft chuckle escaped his lips while I held back my laughter. “Well, the second time’s the charm” Denver inched closer, grasping around my waist and pulling me into him. “Denver, I mean it” I groaned but he didn’t let me go until he stole a kiss. Leaving me to just eye him. “I’ll go now. Besides I need to check on Blake and everything. You just get ready,” He stepped backward with his hands in the air and I blushed coyly. “It’s third…” I called out to him. “Third time’s the charm.”

We got a second chance to fix our marriage, and I didn’t waste that opportunity. And while fixing our marriage, throughout the road, I also manage to fix our relationship with his family. That leads us through our real happily ever after. Love is indeed sweeter the second time around. ___________________ F I N ___________________

But the year we were about to get married, Vivian came back. Winston began to wander in and out of our relationship. I didn't know how many times he left me behind for Vivian, and even repeatedly postponed our wedding date. "Can you stop acting like a crazy person? "Vivian and I are friends. Don't be paranoid all day long." But did best friends give each other gifts on Valentine's Day? Would one leave his girlfriend alone in the middle of the night to meet his female friend because she called and was afraid of thunder?

To this day, I still believe my birth mother sent her to me. My mother let’s her hands fall from my face. “Who would have guessed that Lucille and Trent would have been fated mates,” she says. That had been a shock but maybe it makes sense. The shared tragedy of losing their mothers brought them closer together and when Lucille had turned eighteen, they’d surprised everyone by calling each other mate. So, maybe my mother is right. Maybe the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.

Josh sounded so serious which was something that happened once in a while. "I'm listening." "Please consider what I am about to say seriously and do it for the sake of your twins, okay." "Spill," I replied, sounding impatient and irritated. "I want you to consider your in-law's offer and go live with them." "Never," I shouted, drawing attention to us. "The Badmus are powerful people, they have nothing to lose as Elena is easily controlled by them. If you continue this way you might not see your child even after their birth." I looked straight into my friend's eyes, and somehow understood where he was coming from.

Charlie I changed my outfit three times. My first dress made me look way too much like a stuffy lawyer. The second showed an indecent amount of cleavage. And the third? It’s a simple red sundress that matches my lipstick. Not that I care how I look for Owen or anything.

"Oh, of course. Silly me. I forgot you're already married to Charlie." "It's understandable, Ms. Anderson. You're so busy, after all. Forgetting things is only natural. But as the saying goes, 'Third time's the charm.' Surely, you know it's best not to push one's luck, lest others start questioning your memory at such a young age."

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

Behind the banana tree, Charity drew the leaves and walked out. She wore a discreet smile. “I didn’t expect Young Master Jewell to be so well-liked by girls. Girls these days are really bold and proactive. I’m old.” Looking at Charity’s pretty face, Chester could not help but smirk. “If you’re considered old, I’m even older.” “For men, the older, the more charming,” Charity said. “Really?” Chester suddenly grabbed hold of her hand and pulled it. “Do you think I’m charming?”

He was young then and a jerk too. Sarah rose to her feet. “You're at the beach. Why not have some fun, relax and forget about him. You've got a lot of things going on in your life already. This would only make things more complicated.” She chuckled. “You'd probably end up using him as a rebound.” Rebound. That word felt like a slap because Sarah wasn't exactly wrong. The whole point of her coming down here was to find a distraction and Anthony looked like the perfect fit for her type of distraction.