Was I Ever The One? Novels & Stories

You are the one that I would die for, So sweet, so smart, so perfect, and more, You are the one I care for most of all, And you're the one who I'll never ever let fall. You are the one that gives my world light, And you're the only guy, who I'd kiss goodnight, The guy who I'll share my life with and all, Because you are the only guy that I'll ever call, My one and only Love . . . . if he is a beast then what I'm? if he is a monster then who I'm? why do I love him still between all these confusion?? finally I'm drifted into sleep I felt something soft on my lips is it a candy I'm biting it but why it is different

None of them knew that the man they called devoted was preparing to turn me into a shadow: a woman who would never be made public, never acknowledged by the family, whose child would carry the label of 'illegitimate' from the moment they were born. I forced a smile, took the wedding dress, and walked toward the fitting room. "These crystal heels would go perfectly with the dress." Ellis Olsen appeared behind me, holding a pair of shoes. She smiled as she held them up against the gown, measuring them casually as if nothing had ever happened. She was still as close to me as ever, warm and familiar, like a best friend. In the past, Charles Jaspier used to take us out together: meals, camping tr

… Back in the studio, I threw myself fully into my work. I didn't know how much time passed before the model was finally finished. I packed it carefully, called a courier, and had it sent to the hotel Theo had named. Once everything was done, the last bit of strength holding me upright collapsed. The prolonged focus and crushing pressure made my vision go black, and I fell hard to the floor. When I came to, noisy voices filled my ears. "Isn't she the wife of Theo Bennett?" "Yeah, that's her! Doesn't her husband flaunt that actress Hannah Moore everywhere? She probably got sick from the stress."

The fireworks exploded in the distance, one after another, shattering into a sky of gold and red. This year, I had learned one thing: to put myself first. In the end, I had finally become my own. I glanced at the photo one last time before the screen went dark. That chair had been empty for too long. I could never go back to it. I raised my hand and deleted the message, then drew the curtains and poured myself a glass of wine. A new year was coming. And this time, I, Aurora Moretti, belonged to no one but myself.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters appearing in this work are a work of fiction and only a product of my imagination. Enjoy reading! ------ Did you ever wonder when will be your last day living in this world? What will be the last word you will say to your loved ones, who will be the last person that you will see at your last moment. It's either a doctor or a person who will bring an end to you?

Still, that morning, all Everly could think of was a man she’d never, ever, meet in real life and the erotic dream she had last night about him… and the night before that… and the night before… The gorgeous Lennon Stark and his friends had toured all over the world as the band called ‘Infinite Euphoria’. Since Everly spent most of her life with her head in fantasy land, it had only been in the last year, while researching for her next romance novel, that she’d stumbled across one of his band’s music videos on the internet.

"Damien, you've been a source of strength for me. I never expected to find someone who understands the complexities of my heart" Their laughter intertwined with the ambient sounds of the café, creating a moment suspended in time—a moment where the weight of the past seemed to lift, if only for a while. Miles away, In a small, humble cottage nestled on the outskirts of a war-torn village, an elderly woman named Eleanor dedicated herself to caring for a stranger who was badly battered and injured. The air was thick with the acrid scent of antiseptic and the muted sounds of distant artillery.

Jerome said as he stretched his phone forward. So Jessica Hart and Isabella Ross are one?

I had a new name and a new life in a new city. To fix my past regrets of quitting school, I went back to college. While walking on campus, someone tapped my shoulder. "Sophia, is that you?" My heart jumped, and I started to panic, but when I turned around, it was a man I did not know. "Do we know each other?" I asked, unsure. "I'm Brandon. We went to the same college before you left." "Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first."

They’re kissing passionately It didn't take long for Martin to ask her to have a sex, “Ride me, baby!” “You want to do it here?” Stephanie was surprised “Why not, we’re the only ones on the island. Ignore the staff! They know we’re on honeymoon anyway,” Martin lifted her body to be on top of him and he quickly untied her bikini straps