Uncontrollably Fond Story Novels & Stories

Bernard wanted to ask her to control her tone and get rid of her foul language but he stopped himself, fearing that that might give her another reason to flare up further. “If that girl wasn’t in the picture, Tulani would have had the time to realize the feelings he has for me are not brotherly. That fake daughter of yours stole him from me but guess what, there is no way in hell I’m going to –“ “Stop it!” Bernard yelled. “Just stop it already!”

He decided to fall in love with me. Over time, I had come to know and understand one thing, and it had to be the fact that no one could control the people they fell in love with. No one could control their hearts, so I wasn’t really mad when he said he had fallen in love with me, but when I saw the means he had gone to just so he could claim me, I was disgusted.

Charlene looked at Xena, "Sis..." Xena said, "You'd better ask Sophia. She can say a few words for you, which is more effective than trying to seduce him. Even marriage wouldn't be out of the question." Charlene was astonished. "Seriously, Sophia?" Sophia was speechless, "You're listening to nonsense. I don't have that ability." Xena asked, "Do you know who she is?" Charlene asked, "Who?" Sophia said, " I can't control Quintus’s love life."

“You want the truth? Fine. Delilah and I were engaged—arranged by our families. It was a business deal, nothing more. When I called it off, she didn’t take it well. Now she’s trying to claw her way back into my life, but I won’t let her.” I crossed my arms, skeptical. “And I’m just supposed to believe that?” “Yes,” he said, his tone final. “Because it’s the truth.” I shook my head, disbelief washing over me. “You have no idea how to be honest with people, do you? Everything with you is about control and manipulation.” Ethan’s eyes darkened, and he stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. “This conversation is over.” I stood too, my frustration boiling over. “No, it’s not. You ca

I answered, sighing as I thought of my mother. Aaron nodded but pressed his lips. He could not hide his smile, though. He leaned his head to look at the porch again. Sasha gave her phone to Jessamine, probably showing her pictures of her daughter, Cara, because my best friend was smiling; her mouth was in awe as she swiped the screen. “Talk, Aaron,” I sighed. “Nothing,” he shrugged. “I gave Sasha everything precious to me, and I don’t have to explain why. I love my wife very much. I didn’t know it could also happen to a friend… best friends.”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

# Aaina's POV... As I opened the portfolio, I found an envelope above it. I'm desperate to know. There were diaries or journals of someone, which are looking expensive and elegant. I opened the letter first. I was curious to know what should be in. **** My dear Friend Vikrant

“But do you have anything to offer me?” “I see you have an interest in Alexey, how about I sell her to you?” “Sell her to me?” A stern contoured my face. “I know she's quite a stubborn one, she would rather go rogue than spend another day here.” “Sure, sell her to me, then.” Danes invited her over. “You're now his.” His cold voice broke her more, tears oozing from her eyes. “Never. I refused to be sold.” Her teary voice broke my heart, I wished I could make it stop. “I'm no longer yours to claim, I'm now a rogue wolf.” Pain clouded her voice.

Seymour begged her husband desperately to do something about it, yet, he seemed so relaxed with what my girl is doing. "In just a blink of an eye... It can make you forget everything. It makes peace. Isn't it awesome? You will feel pain at first, but... after that, you will feel like you are about to sleep. Sleep forever. And, I can make this thing do its job, right now, but---" Zavia uttered like a passionate storyteller and I noticed my mother is crying when she cut her off.

“Well, I was always told that talking about things helps someone get over things that hurt them, and I am pretty hurt right now.” “If that’s what you want, then I’m here to listen and also am an open book.” He places a hand on my lap before offering a reassuring smile. I intertwine my fingers with his, “Alright, then I guess I should tell you that whatever Colton told you about Matthew was right. He posted a picture of his new girlfriend, and it set me off.” “As one should upon learning some distressing news.”