Simon Rosendale, the son of a wealthy Rosendale family, has a beautiful face and a brilliant brain. He has a charisma that can conquer many girls. But he can't feel what is called love. Simon has had sex with many girls without ever feeling love. His first unrequited love was long ago with a woman ten years older than him. The woman named Caroline was a tutor. Caroline only considers Simon as a sex partner. Simon, who does not know love, tries various ways to feel it, including dating a popular girl at his college - Emily Lippington. However, when Emily cheats on him, Simon cannot do anything but break up with Emily. He met Ashley Grissham by chance because he wanted to interview him for a journalist assignment. Slowly, Simon felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced. His heart was always pounding when he was with Ashley. Can he finally feel his love? "Don't look at me like that." "Why? Don't you like it, Simon? You like looking at my body, don't you? You like my touch, don't you? You enjoy it when mine is in your stomach." "Shut the fuck up!" "I won't stop until you call me by your name."
"Hah..."
Drizzle still flushed almost half of the city. Its thin droplets accompany the sweet afternoon time. Sweet enough for couples holding hands and embracing affection, even kissing behind their umbrellas.
"Hah..." He sighed again as he looked at the couple down there. They walked hand in hand along a muddy field. He was still looking out of the 2nd-floor window-sitting in front of the scattered photo papers.
"Hah...."
"Oh my god, stop sighing in front of me! You're just throwing bad luck at me!" The long-haired boy grumbled.
The short-haired boy said casually - without regret, forgetting his friend's existence. "Lucky they can date each other with people they love."
The long-haired boy followed his friend's gaze. Some people are showing their affection in the rain. "Don't you have a girlfriend, Simon ?"
The boy, whose name was Simon Rosendale - or so he was called Simon - just smiled blankly. Then he turned his attention back to the camera in front of him. He was looking at a good photo of himself, which looks very impressive. "I don't see the difference," Simon said quietly.
The long-haired boy sighed. He feels a little concerned about the fate of his friend, even though he has been single for many years. He is the one to be pitied.
"Then why are you still staying here? Go home right now!" The long-haired boy drove away and grabbed the camera in Simon's hand. "do not spoil the mood."
Simon chuckled as he managed to tease his friend. "You should be thanking me for keeping you company." Simon grabbed a photo. He was sitting in the corner of the classroom with light pouring in from the open window. "How sad," Simon muttered faintly.
"Babe!" A girl exclaimed from the room doorway, making the two guys turn their heads simultaneously. A beautiful girl with curly hair in the middle purple colour smiled while waving to one of them. "Let's go home!"
"When does a princess pick me up?" The long-haired boy grumbled when he realized that he would be left in this room without someone to accompany him. Unfortunately.
"Then you have to pick up your princess first, Jacob." Simon stood up, patted Jacob's shoulder, and walked over to the girl.
"Can we go to the cafe first?" asked the girl, hanging in Simon's arms.
Simon only smiled briefly without any meaningful expression. "it's up to you."
Jacob chuckled angrily. "How ridiculous they are! I want it, too."
"I'm sorry for being late. My annoying lecturer always delays the time to go home." The girl said, annoyed. She complained about holding back when confronted by her professor.
"It's Okay; I'm also happy to wait for you anyway," Simon smiled sweetly while gently stroking his girl's Mane.
Emily Lippington is the girl Simon has been dating for 4 months. It was the longest record he had dated. It usually only lasts one to two months. Rarely just one week. It wasn't Simon who was cast out, but it was Simon who cast them. Simon could never be serious in a relationship. He knew that and tried to survive by reciprocating the feelings of the girl who became his girlfriend.
Simon has a white body as smooth as porcelain and a reasonably sweet face that can entangle many girls with charm. Simon even had an affair with an older woman when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school-a piano teacher who was ten years older than him.
"What do you want to order?" Emily asked, awakening Simon from his daydreams.
He smiled before answering. "You set it up."
"Good then," Emily began to order. "Two black forests, one frappuccino, and one espresso, please." She said to the waiter, who noted the order next to them. The waiter again repeated their order, and Emily nodded in the affirmative. At the same time, Simon looks at the vehicle from behind the window. The drizzle is still out there. The cloudy sky out there looks just like the feeling. Simon wasn't sure what he was doing. Wasn't this the same as fooling himself?
It didn't take long for their orders to arrive. Emily was a lovely girl and was grateful she had given the waitress a tip. Simon should be lucky to get the girl. He should be happy.
Simon nodded and smiled in response to each topic of their conversation. Only Emily is excellent at chattering, while Simon is busy staring at the order before him. Simon doesn't like coffee, especially something as bitter as this. But Simon was too cowardly even to choose what he liked. He felt guilty about Emily's choice. The lucky Black Forest saved Simon from the bitter taste filling his mouth.
"Ugh... I'm sorry, Babe. I forgot that I would work on the report with my friend." Emily looked very guilty for making Simon wait only to be abandoned.
"It's okay, let me take you-"
"Don't worry about it."
Simon looked at Emily in confusion. It was still raining outside, and he saw that the girl was not carrying an umbrella.
"Jeffery will pick me up," Emily replied in a low voice.
"Jeffrey?" Simon asked, more astonished.
"He's my friend." Emily lowered her face. She was afraid to face Simon's response to her. "We are nothing more than doing our job."
Simon smiled and then stroked Emily's hair gently. "Then go; nothing is more important than your work."
Emily hugged Simon tightly as she continued to apologize. She runs out of the cafe into the parking lot, where Simon can see her getting into a red sports car. Simon stared expressionlessly into the puddle of coffee before him. His face reflected on the surface of the coffee and seemed to make fun of his current state. Should he feel sad or happy?
Simon wasn't upset about what Emily did. He didn't know how he had feelings for Emily. Or did he follow his instinct?
"Hello Carroll? Can we meet ?"
The rain isn't sweet anymore; it's more like drops of cold water piercing the skin. The windows are coated by thin dew, the only barrier separating Simon from the outside world. He hung up the phone after getting an answer from someone. Then he hurried to tidy up his things and got up from the chair.
PRANG!!
Everything happened very quickly. It was too soon for Simon to understand. A tall boy in front of him repeatedly apologized when he accidentally collided with Simon. The drink in the hands of the tall boy successfully hit Simon's shirt in front. Cold, Simon guessed the boy chose a glass of cold drink on this cold day. How strange. But Simon was lucky because it wasn't hot coffee. His skin can blister when splashed with the drink.
The tall boy bowed many times while apologizing. Simon just patted the boy on the shoulder and passed.
Two best friends, created by a machine, became TANTARA's first-class. No one believes that artificial creation has feelings like humans. Xander and Raphael are two friends who grew up together and were separated by a war on their planet. It turns out that when Raphael disappeared, Xander felt his whole life was slaughtered as if it had been cut into hundreds of parts. Xander almost sacrifices himself to meet Raphael, but when they meet, the first thing Raphael says is... "You are an idiot, Xander! Stop loving me! You better just die and don't expect peace for the planet!" But like a boomerang, those words turned against Raphael. Because when Xander was almost killed by continuous torment, Raphael saved him. "No one can kill you but me, You stupid Xander!" "Tell me you love me" - Xander. "You have to cut the rope first."- Raphael. "I'll do it."- Xander "You fool."- Raphael "And I love you too."- Xander
"I won't let you go." "But we can't be together!" Eugene held Michelle's hand. Look into her eyes with whole-souled sincerity. "I'd rather be an ordinary person than an Idol so I can be with you." "You're crazy!" It is a love story between a fan and an Idol that many people have always dreamed of. But this is not just love. Michelle is a fan who admires Eugene so much. But she is still sane to realize that it is impossible to date Eugene. Then, after their many meetings, Eugene began to show interest in her. Is an Idol too deeply in love with his fans? Seriously? This love story is too fragile to tell. Can they be together? A billionaire idol with fans?
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."