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They shift and join him, prancing and running around, and I can’t help the swell in my chest. I could have that someday. We find a spot to settle in and wait. Roman and I start talking about his life in Zabella. He doesn’t have many fond memories, but hearing stories about another world is fascinating. Benny is about to tell us a story about little Roman when I start to feel… something. “R-Roman… I… s-something’s… ahhhh!” He scrambles from where he’s sitting and kneels beside me where I’ve fallen to the ground.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

Three years ago, there were vacations, beach pictures, birthday dinners, hiking trails. Someone appeared beside him over and over again. He was tall with brown hair and an easy smile. He was in dozens of photos. I clicked one. It was an image of the man kissing Adrian’s cheek as they sat on the beach. The caption underneath read: “Couldn’t imagine doing this with anyone else.” I blinked. That didn’t seem innocent. Or a platonic relationship. Anger welled in me the longer I stared at the image. I swear, if Adrian had a boyfriend…

I smiled, trying to ease the tension. “I’ll go first,” I said. “I actually started having feelings for you the day I saw you working at Subway. You were taking orders, smiling at customers, looking so joyful and kind even though you were clearly tired. Something about that moment… it hit me. That was the day my heart started beating differently for you.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush deepened on her cheeks. It was adorable. “And you?” I asked gently. She was quiet for a long moment before finally whispering, “I fell in love with you at first sight… the day my brother introduced you as his best friend.”

Greg and Amelia both confessed their love for each other and started a relationship. ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Fantasies”

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

The pair pushed through a small circle of trees before finding a small moon goddess statue. “Huh?” Peggy asked, inspecting it. It was in that same pose she had seen before. “Right, let’s get to praying,” Lysander said, sitting down. “HUH?!” Peggy asked, looking at him. “You said you’re mated to a werewolf, right?” he asked. “She might be a fickle bitch, but she has a habit of looking after the mated pairings she makes. Especially if there’s a story to it or the possibility of a happy ending.”

Her throat tightened, eyes misted, as if she could will reality to transform. She read it again, hoping the words might change under her gaze. But they remained the same, unyielding in their cruelty. The invitation slipped from her fingers, fluttering like a burned-out matchstick onto the marble floor. Aidan had belonged to her for two years, their lives knitted together in a shared future. Their dreams had unraveled just three months ago when he claimed he needed "space." Apparently, his "space" included a dazzling engagement ring and her sister's triumph.

He seemed to know so much about everything. The leathery muscle of his arm had brushed against hers, sending a ripple of warm, tingly electricity through her body, a feeling that drew her closer to him. Since high school she’d been dating boys from fine upstanding families, and she couldn’t remember one who’d Held her interest beyond a day or two, nor one who hadn’t tried to coax her into the back seat of his car. She’d perceived that day a connection between herself and Matt, a force ruled by the universe and unrelated to anything on earth.

#LoveSexRomance A/N: All my stories are not "EDITED VERSION" yet, so there are a lot of mistakes and typos like grammar and everything that is wrong when you read it...please be patient hehehe ty.