Rosie has loved Wesley for years - quietly, carefully, and never enough to risk their friendship or losing him. Since college, he's been her constant: Late night talks, inside jokes, the one person who feels like home. When Wesley starts to fall in love with someone else, Rosie is forced to confront the truth she's hidden, and loving him means watching him choose another life. When Distance and restraint turn affection into longing and silence becomes heavier than honesty, Rosie has to decide if the bond she's protected for so worth the risk, or if some loves are just destined to remain unspoken.

Kylie left me days after I slid the ring onto her finger. A year later, her sister Mylie called and placed a baby named Addie in my arms. And just like that, I became a dad. My fiancée? Gone. No explanation. No goodbye. Just... gone. So I raised Addie with Mylie's help-learning parenthood in fragments of sleep and quiet panic-while I poured everything I had into my bar. It became my sanctuary. My second family. The only thing I could still control. Somewhere along the way, something between Mylie and me shifted. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just quietly. Like a door you forgot existed finally clicking open. It wasn't love at first sight. It was something more dangerous than that. It was comfort. It was safety. It was the kind of connection that made me want to keep showing up even when I didn't think I deserved it.

I can save almost anyone's heart-except the one that mattered most. On my twenty-seventh birthday, my husband Spencer collapsed and died in my arms, leaving me with nothing but the echo of his love and the ghost of a future we never had. Two years later, I'm still running-from the grief that won't let go, through endless shifts, sleepless nights, and the sterile walls of Cedars-Sinai. But when a new case rips open old wounds-and an unexpected connection slips past my defenses-I'm forced to face the cracks in my armor. Do I keep surviving in the shadows of the past... or finally fight for the chance to live-and love-again? Because the man I can't stop wanting is my sister's ex- my secret first love- and worse, the one who never got over her.

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.

David Harrington once had it all. A wife A family A home built on love A privileged life Now he's lost everything. Served with divorce papers at the very firm he built, David falls from perfection to headline. Emily - the only woman he's ever loved - is done. But he's not. Haunted by who he destroyed - and by a secret he's run from for decades - he'll do whatever it takes to win her back. Emily isn't just done - she's rebuilding. Devastated but not destroyed, she's forging a new life for herself and the boys. But when a sophisticated and enigmatic hotelier steps back into her world, she realises she isn't quite finished with love. But is he a safe harbor - or another beautiful shipwreck? Ava never meant to fall for him, and now she's left with an awful decision. Does she chase a love that was never really hers? What about the woman she can't stop measuring herself against? Emily isn't just the wife Ava envied. She's the reflection of everything Ava wishes she could be. The affair was just the beginning. The aftermath is where the real story lives. Follow for spoilers: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61578834088188 Music playlist: 👉 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uoptfoogWScDIfzPAolHG Updates every Friday and Saturday. © 2025 LolaLovesParis - All Rights Reserved.

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

Josie and Manuel are happily married,they have a wonderful life with their their three kids and couldn't be happier. Things take a turn when Manuel's ex-girlfriend comes to visit, he hasn't seen her since college and she's very happy to see him. And apparently wants him back. Josie is not so sure that Aliya only sees Manuel 'as a friend' nor that she's over him and happy being just friends. She notices that she flirts with him and tried to get close to him which makes her very annoyed and determined to keep her away. Aliya assures Josie she has nothing to worry about but Josie gives her a fair warning to stay away from her husband. Things get tense between them and Aliya becomes determined to get Manuel back no matter what. Will she succeed or will Josie make sure she knows who the wife is?

Grant Walker has dedicated himself to providing for his wife and daughter by running his family's construction company in small-town Tennessee. But when his childhood best friend returns to town with her teenage son, everything Grant thought he knew begins to shift. What unfolds is a story of buried secrets, emotional betrayal, legal reckoning, and ultimately, personal redemption. As Grant's life begins to crumble, he must decide what kind of man he wants to be, and what love really means.

Finding out we were going to be parents was supposed to be the happiest time of our lives. Instead, I feel my husband, Ethan, drifting away from me a little more every day. He's late coming home from work, he disappears for long periods of time, he's irritable and closed off, and nothing I say or do seems to reach him. As tensions between us mount, I'm discovering parts of my husband's past that I never knew existed. And when everything comes tumbling down, I'm forced to ask myself: how well do I really know the man I love?

They say, Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. But what about letting him fool her for three years straight? What kind of fool does that make her? When Sage discovers that her husband has not only betrayed her, but has been playing her a fool for years, she doesn't yell, she doesn't scream, she doesn't demand a divorce, no, Sage wants revenge, and what better way than to beat him at his own game.