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When Our Paths Crossed

Leituras 74,942
Votos 1,158
Capítulos 34
Tempo 2h 51m

Leituras 74,942
Votos 1,158
Capítulos 34
Tempo 2h 51m

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When her best friend calls her on her honeymoon 
night, and tells her that her new husband has been cheating on her half of their relationship. Emily is shattered. 

"Why the fuck would you tell me
after I married him Jersey." I said shaking. 

"I didn't want to ruin our friendship because 
he was cheating on you with me, I didn't want to break your heart on your wedding day." she said, pleading with me. 

"Are you fucking crazy." I say losing it 

"I'm so sorry Emily, it just happened and now I love him." the fucking acidity. 

"If you were my best friend you wouldn't have done it , fuck you Jersey fuck both of you." I say screaming into the phone crying. 

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Destined by Love, de shp2212

"I know it was wrong for me to force you into this marriage. I'll file a request for annulment." I added half-heartedly, knowing that I'll die without her and she doesn't want to live with me "You will really give me divorce?" She asked as her fork stopped midway forgotten. "You were right we both need to move on. I cannot force you to live with me because of our past. I know I hurt you bad in the past and that I am still hurting you. You wanted to end this marriage, I'll free you from this forced union." I added. "You are leaving again?" she asked, pain etched all over her face. "Eventually." "You don't have to leave." "I can't stay here. I always end up hurting you. And I love you too much to see you in pain." "When will you be leaving?" She asked. "After the term ends. I promised Pranay uncle teach till the end of this term." I said walking away from the dining table. She just hummed. After a pause she suddenly asked "Why did you leave me Neev? Not once, but twice." I turned and looked at her. "Ari....I..." I stammered. "Please. I need to know. I cannot kept doing this. You cannot waltz in and out of my life every time things get difficult. I need to know why you left me all those years back. I had lost mom already. You abandoned me when I needed you the most. I need closure. I cannot spend every moment to my life wondering why you left me." She pleaded. "Because I killed her..." I cried further breaking down. "I killed your mother." * * *

Stung By You, de SBFors

I just close my eyes. Feeling him. Smelling him. Just existing close to him. My fingers clutch at his shirt, like it's the only thing keeping me from doing something reckless. Something completely, irrevocably stupid. Like kissing my son's best friend. And it feels so wrong. Oh God. So damn wrong. But then- His thumb shifts against my skin. A slow, lazy stroke. And suddenly, it feels so right. SO DAMN RIGHT. I breathe in too sharply. Mistake. He notices. Of course, he notices. His grip on my hips tightens. "You always this tense?" I force out a breath. "You always this annoying?" Leo laughs under his breath. "Only when I'm right." I tilt my head, and his eyes are already waiting for me-dark, unreadable, impossibly close. His fingers brush just above my waist. Barely there, but enough. Enough to make me hyper-aware of how easy it'd be to- "You wear this every night, don't you?" It takes me half a second to register what he means. The hoodie. His hoodie. *** 💔 She never expected to fall for him. 🔥 He never stopped waiting for her. 🏡 But some love stories don't follow the rules. Jenny Thompson moved to start fresh. A new neighborhood, a new home, a new beginning. What she didn't expect? Leo Mitchell. Her son's best friend. Fifteen years younger. And looking at her like she's something he's never stopped wanting. She tells herself it's nothing. She tells herself it can't happen. But then- 💬 "I don't know how to stop wanting this." 🔥 "Then don't." 📖 A slow-burn, emotional age-gap romance about love, healing, and the risk of wanting more. ** Taboo. Age gap. Off-limits tension. A love that shouldn't exist-but try stopping it.**

The Billionaire's Ex-Wife, de Enjoy_Little_Moments

Love. It was infuriating yet strangely addicting. It swirls in unknown waters, testing its limits before striking. The sensation of its claws digging into your flesh was all it took for it to become entranced. And then everything collapsed. Everything began to untangle. Everything slowly crumbled to ground. Everything began to fall apart. And you found yourself in the centre of it all, your hands cradling your heart as tears trickled down your cheeks, the salty liquid creating a dark patch on your jeans as it hit the soft fabric. You're vulnerable. You're scared. You're hurt. You're broken. But when you finally have the courage, to wipe away an trace of a broken heart. When you finally lift yourself from the dark pit you had created. When you finally patch together the remnants of your shattered soul. When you finally close your eyes. When you forget. When you become invincible. When you finally heal. It all comes back. Everything. Like an arrow that had been shot in your back, your eyes widening from the unforeseen attack. That's what happens. Because love is dirty. Love was the ugly, ever changing shadow that would snarl at you, jeering at your pitiful state. But then it was also the beautiful stroke of the paintbrush, as the brush winded across the canvas, the colours flourishing into life. Love was a demon, yet also an angel in disguise. That was love. _____________________________________ [ WARNING ⚠ : I wrote this as an inexperienced pre-pubescent so prepare for a cringefest. So before you call me out, think about the kid you're swearing at :) ] COVER BY SAMUELSTORMBRINGER [ COMPLETED ] HIGHEST RANKS: #31 in romance 09.11.17 #1 in heartbreak 17.12.18 #1 in friendzoned 21.05.18 #1 in ex-husband 21.05.18 #1 in marriage 30.03.19

~Trust Me ~, de insanelysane2552

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

Doubts - Regretful ex-Fiancé, de MovingOn458

Jonathan and Isabella will have a HEA. "You know," he replies, starting to move back and forth in front of me. "I used to ignore the fact that you don't have a name or a very nice background. That you did not attend a great university or whatever. It wasn't crucial to me. But now I recognize you for who you truly are." He comes to a halt and looks at me with contempt. "White trash. Aren't you one? Isn't that how they refer to folks like you?"Jonathan....! Jonathan?! I shake my head at him, completely stunned and shocked by his statements. What? Do you think this...? Do you think this, too? "I should've known better. I thought about it a few times. Thank God, it happened now. It was a lucky escape, right?" She was seen cheating on him. All the evidence was against her. Two of his closest friends were certain of her identity because they saw her in the act. She tried explaining. The story seemed too crazy to be true. He asked for proof. She had none. He breaks up the engagement and asks her to leave the house they were living together. She cries, begs for some time till she can show him she is telling the truth. He ignores. She leaves. It seems it's over. Tags: engagement, grovel, HEA, happy ending, besotted, forgiveness, sorrow, sadness No cheating. No other women or men. Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted ex-fiancé. Grovel. Happy ending for the main couple. Second chance. Broken engagement. Separation for week/months. Possessive. Mine. Strong language. Chapters: 24 chapters Just read if you like HEA and forgiveness because the couple will be together in the end.

Fixing Celia, de PhyllisKO

They say betrayal never comes from your enemies. I used to think that was just something people said to feel better about their broken hearts. Until mine shattered too. The night it happened, everything changed. I lost my best friend. I lost my boyfriend. But worst of all... I lost myself. It's funny how a single moment can split your life into before and after. Before, I was the girl who believed in love, in loyalty, in forever. After, I was the girl standing in the ruins of what used to be her world, gasping for air, screaming into the silence, wondering why. Why me? Why now? Why them? So, I ran. Packed what was left of me and left the pieces behind-what else could I do? I moved cities. Moved in with my cousin. I told myself I needed a break, a fresh start. I told myself I wasn't looking for anyone. I was here to rebuild, quietly, carefully. Just me and the pain that still lived under my skin. But then... I saw him. At the club. Dark suit. Brooding eyes. Hands in his pockets like the world bowed at his feet. He didn't just walk in; he owned the room. The kind of man who didn't need to speak to be heard. I didn't know his name. I didn't know his story. But I felt his eyes on me like a touch that burned. He was power. He was danger. He was everything I told myself to avoid. But as fate would have it, the man who never chased anyone... noticed the broken girl who stopped believing in love. And maybe-just maybe-he'd be the one to help me believe again. This is the story of how I broke... And how he found every shattered piece.

A Two Year Desire, de XXcailaXX

Two childhood best friends made a deal two years ago to have a steamy and secret relationship without any commitment involved despite the fact of them hating each other but full of sexual chemistry for one another. They call it quits after time but these types of relationships never end well. He needed her more than air itself. He was her breath of fresh air as up coming up from the water. They were never meant to be and they knew it, yet they continue to search for one another in every other person that crossed their path. Don't be fooled not every romance story is a story of love. Almost always heartbreak needs to play a part. - - - "If it's the right person there is no wrong time"

Melissa, de DipashaSarkar

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Destined by Love

"I know it was wrong for me to force you into this marriage. I'll file a request for annulment." I added half-heartedly, knowing that I'll die without her and she doesn't want to live with me "You will really give me divorce?" She asked as her fork stopped midway forgotten. "You were right we both need to move on. I cannot force you to live with me because of our past. I know I hurt you bad in the past and that I am still hurting you. You wanted to end this marriage, I'll free you from this forced union." I added. "You are leaving again?" she asked, pain etched all over her face. "Eventually." "You don't have to leave." "I can't stay here. I always end up hurting you. And I love you too much to see you in pain." "When will you be leaving?" She asked. "After the term ends. I promised Pranay uncle teach till the end of this term." I said walking away from the dining table. She just hummed. After a pause she suddenly asked "Why did you leave me Neev? Not once, but twice." I turned and looked at her. "Ari....I..." I stammered. "Please. I need to know. I cannot kept doing this. You cannot waltz in and out of my life every time things get difficult. I need to know why you left me all those years back. I had lost mom already. You abandoned me when I needed you the most. I need closure. I cannot spend every moment to my life wondering why you left me." She pleaded. "Because I killed her..." I cried further breaking down. "I killed your mother." * * *