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Playful, yet cunning, kind, yet a temptress. That is how they define me.
I gave her a whack on the head and said, "Oh, you actually ought to have told me that you want me all by myself, babe."
'You hope so! In addition, I would want to ask you a question; please don't make any assumptions. She adjusts her hair and fixes her gaze on me.
"What is it, and we have to talk here?"
Is that the case? There is a proposal between Dianna and Meghan? The fact that she responded with, "I thought they were cousins; how did this happen?" demonstrated that she is aware of something.
On top of that, I added, "And I want the truth, Patricia."
"What is it? You are not going to make a statement, are you? Why is she not making any noise? My hand was about to touch her shoulder when she stopped me by grabbing my hand with hers. I was about to touch her shoulder.
Oh my goodness! Do not even think of slapping me, Tiffany! To what extent did she believe that I would strike her?
"What is it? I am not going to slap you, you complete moron! Although I was ready to touch your shoulder, it appears that you are not paying attention to me. When she stared at my hand and made the decision to let go of it, she realized that she was still holding it. "And please, let go of my hand," she said.
I spoke the words, "So, spill," while crossing my arms.
She slapped me on the shoulder and said, "I don't know, I guess it's a good plan," despite the fact that she was feeling pain in her shoulder. I miss being able to be so close to her in this way. I filled her in on Meghan's scheme, but I refrained from revealing Dianna's true identity to her. I only informed her that it is true that Dianna has a great deal of affection for Hilary; this is the reason why we came up with that strategy.
What do you know, Mr. Are you going to admit that you are not truly thinking? You are so smart in the classroom, yet you are so stupid when it comes to stuff like this. Know the reason why Hilary is not doing well? owing to the fact that news! It is now that she is sulking and harming herself by telling a falsehood. Even though she is constantly yelling at me, I don't mind it.
It's true, but I can't become involved, is that okay? I told her that Dianna is still in charge of making the decision. After heaving a sigh, she sat down on the grass and leaned back against the tree.
"This is so ridiculous that I can't believe it; it's a terrible concept. It would have been possible for Dianna to tell Hilary directly and put an end to this farce.It's a good thing that she granted me permission to sit next to her this time.
"Don't be concerned; I will communicate with Dianna to sort things out. As much as I despise seeing Hilary in pain, I really hope that she comes to terms with the fact that she is not straight. Although it is very clear that Hilary has feelings for Dianna as well, I am afraid that my cousin would not acknowledge to having such feelings.
"It's sad that it's so complicated; they both love each other, but one of them is stopping to make it happen." I agree with her. Additionally, I am aware that she is referring to Hilary. The moment I mustered up the confidence to take her hand, she jerked back and stared at me anxiously. Although she was going to pull it, I managed to keep it in my grip.
"Don't you love me anymore?" What I consider to be a blessing in disguise is the fact that I was able to communicate with her in this manner.
"Patricia..." It was me that interrupted her.
Does your love for me still exist, Tiffany? Since I continue to do so. This is always you; you are the one who fills this space. Her hand was placed on my chest, which is the area where my heart is situated.
"Yes." I was so overjoyed by her response that I couldn't contain my joy. It's almost as if heaven is on my side. 7
When she said, "Please come back; be back to me, Tiff," I thought that this would be the best day of my life. However, by the time she spoke, I realized that I was wrong.
I am sorry, but I am unable to do that. Yes, I still love you. Even though the grief is still present, love is not enough, Pat. This is especially true now. First and foremost, we need to get back to being friends. I need to heal myself. In addition, I will return to you while you are still present. As she wiped away my tears, I was unaware that they had already begun to pour. She gives me a hug and kisses my forehead before standing up and leaving me in my location, which is also our spot. My body is visibly rigid.
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She is someone's secret crush. Someone's dearly beloved. Can a puppy crush turn into something more?
A monster in disguise, someone who lives under your bed. Can you hide from the hunk forever?
Being rejected many times made me hopeless. But what if an Alpha claims I am his mate?
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
"We are divorced, Adams." She sighed and wanted to walk away, but he held her. "It doesn't matter." He answered, his voice laced with determination. "I don't love you anymore." "That doesn't matter either. What matters is that I want you, and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it." ***** Alicia's life has been a series of ups and downs. She suffered abuse from her husband and his family because she couldn't give him a child. She thought she had seen it all, but not until the day she returned home only to receive the divorce papers from her husband's parents. She pleaded with them, but was met with deaf ears, and so she signed the documents and left. Little did anyone know that she was pregnant. She returned six years later with her baby girl only to find her Ex-husband craving her once more. How will she take this, and what other surprises does fate have in stock for her?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."