Novel & Cerita We Best Love No 1

Love you all💞💞 Brought to you all by Authoress Kamara. Kisses💋💋. Muah💋💋.

then it was down to my last one and stood up,they clapped after the Kesha Cole song now it's done to my last one. 'I 'd rather be alone -by karyn White' I know that people do go through changes, yeah yeah but this just don't make no damn sense, if we're gonna keep saying we love one another Yeah yeah well, then we better stop fighting and arguing Cause baby, i've heard I'm sorry too many, many times before now I know better,it hurts to hold on to this kind of love even more, no I'm not crazy I won't be a fool, a fool for love cause I know i'd rather be alone than be here unhappy, im not gonna choose, choose for you cause I know i'd rather be alone than be here unhappy

Brandon Hawthorne said if I wanted to marry him, I had to prove I was tough enough to be a Hawthorne. He took my bank cards, ditched me in a city I'd never been to, and made me figure out how to get home alone. When my fever hit 104°F, he still refused to let the family doctor through the door. Instead, I had to smile through dinner with a house full of Hawthorne relatives while I could barely stay on my feet. And every time I finally asked Brandon for help, he looked at me like I'd failed him. "You can't even handle something this simple. How are you supposed to be my wife?" But when his childhood friend, Patty Rowan, got blisters from her shoes, he picked her up and carried her away

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

Did I force her to slit her wrists? I said calmly. "I've never loved you, Sebastian. Not in the past, not now, and not ever. Your threats mean absolutely nothing to me. And even if Eva is your girlfriend, so what? Your brother is wealthier and, frankly, more normal than you. What makes you think a rational woman would pick you over him?" … News of my resignation spread quickly in the office. My colleagues were sad to know I was leaving. "You're leaving, Ms. Xenos?"

After hearing Charles' explanation, Mom and Dad let out a collective sigh of relief. "That's wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!" Mr. Ashton clapped his hands enthusiastically. "I never imagined our families would unite in such a... unique way!" Cheers and congratulations filled the room, but Lucas was in utter disbelief. "How could you be with Charles, Jessica? You're my girlfriend! You said you'd love me forever!" I replied, "There was a time when I begged for your love, but I've come to realize that begging doesn't lead to love—it only leads to you trampling all over me."

After we graduated, he rented out an entire building just to propose to me. "Kelsey, all I can afford right now is to rent this place for a night. But believe me, one day, I'll buy it outright and put your name on it for everyone to see!" That night, under a vast sky of stars, I drowned in the depths of his eyes and was completely captivated by him. At that moment, the system chimed in, notifying me that Vincent's love for me had reached 100%. The strategy was successful, and I had to leave quickly.

"I don't like it when you're this quiet." "Maybe you're right; I'm too heartless, like you said. But I can't force myself to love someone I don't feel anything for." "I understand," she said. "I don't want you to hate me," he said. She chuckled. "I'll never hate you, no matter what. You'll always be my favorite person," she said with a cute smile on her face. He looked down, smiling slightly. When they got off the elevator, they walked to where his cars were. Maan was already waiting for them by a black Ferrari.

**Ghosts of Old Love** Lillian sat at the kitchen table, scrolling absentmindedly through her phone. The soft hum of conversation filled the house—Claire was cooking dinner, Ethan was fixing something in the living room, and Samuel was chatting excitedly about a new project at school. But Lillian wasn’t really listening. Her mind was elsewhere, stuck on the photo that had just appeared on her screen. There, smiling brightly in the picture, was Luke—her first love. And next to him, in a white dress, was the woman he was about to marry.

Falling in love was distraction and distraction was dangerous in our line of work. He was proven right again by Sara’s hidden identity and now I believed him. I had let in enough loopholes while I was married to Sara which he was always there to cover up and save our asses. Now, I should listen to him, because I have experienced it. No wonder he never loved my mother, even though she was a good woman. Mom would always tell me love was a beautiful thing, but it was a nasty thing, more like a heart attack.