Hell On An Angel
  • OKUNANLAR 15,004
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  • Bölümler 15
  • Süre 39m
  • OKUNANLAR 15,004
  • Oylar 562
  • Bölümler 15
  • Süre 39m
Tamamlanmış Hikaye, İlk yayınlanma Şub 15, 2016
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Down to earth, sweet as can be, generous, funny, great guy, southern gentleman. Those are terms we've heard every fan who's ever met Mr. Brantley Gilbert use. They all say he's just like you and me; that the fame and fortune didn't go to his head. But what if it did? What if it finally got to him, and it took being cut down to size and rejected by the one woman he's always wanted to bring him back down to earth? What happened to the great guy he used to be? What made him climb up on that high horse? (This won't be our typical Brantley story. This is a step into the dark side of fame and how it can change a person. He'll come around eventually, but bear with us.)
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"Your body speaks louder than your words,"- he said adamantly. "Your beautiful face is trying to hide emotions, but your eyes are giving you away." He got even closer. "I know you feel it too," - his voice was getting barely audible, "But there's a war going on in your heart and in your head." ______________________________________ "I'll take care of everything, and you just be with me,"- he said in a whisper ______________________________________ "You're very beautiful," - Arthur said, and after a moment added, "I wish you could see yourself the way I see you." ______________________________________ "Don't you see? I always choose you. You're even more important to me than I am to myself," - he said. ______________________________________ The unexpected meeting of two people who once loved each other is fatal. It will definitely revive the old feeling, that seemed to have passed a long time ago. It turned the lives of the characters upside down, making it even more painful. Arthur Medson is confident, charming, talented and calm. He always achieved everything on his own, successful business, money, foundation. But everything changes instantly when, thirteen years later, he accidentally meets his first and only love again, which he so stupidly lost. Kornelia Harris is smart, beautiful and intelligent. She always dreamed of doing art. Now her wish has come true, because she is going to marry the most influential person in this area. These people seemed to be living their best lives. They were rich, successful, and had achieved what they had always dreamed about. But a chance meeting from the past gave them an opportunity to fix past mistakes. Are they ready to sacrifice everything for love?
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Marie Smith, a twenty five year old who found herself married to the man she'd dreamt of being with her entire life. She'd ended up with the celebrity of her dream, but then the marriage didn't end up being what she'd expected it to be. Henry Smith, a thirty year old successful billionaire who'd created his fame and wealth on his own. He's got the charm every female wants in a man, but lacks one thing. Being a good husband. --- "Henry, let's get a divorce." I'd said it. The word I'd wanted to say for a year already. His gaze shifted from the papers to mine, and he held it. "Please, just free me from this bondage you call marriage." I needed freedom, and I hoped he also felt the same need. He straightened his brows, checking the time on his obviously extremely expensive wrist watch, like he was late for somewhere and I was stopping him from leaving. He turned back to me, looking as uninterested as ever. As I stared at his features, I realized how easily it was to fall for such a handsome face. I mean, who on earth would not fall for his chiseled jawline and defined facial structure that exuded confidence. His subtly curved lips with his sharp cheekbones and straight nose always caught the attention of every single female on earth. It didn't help that he had to be born with beautiful green eyes, an unexpected contrast to his black hair which added to the beauty of his deep set eyes, adding depth and mystery. Broad shoulders and chest that seemed chiseled from granite filled out his athletic build, there was no way that saw him wouldn't end up drooling over him. I mean, he literally towers of everyone at six foot two inches with six fucking packs and an extremely hot stature. So yeah, I was also part of those female drooling over him till we actually got married- "No." His voice snapped me out of my admiration town. --- What happens when Henry asks her to wait a year till they get a divorce and she finds herself actually getting attracted to him again?
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19 Bölüm Tamamlanmış Hikaye

With Griffin it's different. His touch is comforting and tingly, definitely one of the most pleasant feelings in the world. "I get you miss him but don't you think he would have wanted you to move on?" Griffin supplicated. I brushed my long bangs away from my face and tucked it behind my hair. "You're a super talented and a fantastic person," he sympathized. I know he was just being sweet. Griffin was nice to everyone. Nearly everyone loved him if you said you didn't like Griffin people wouldn't believe you about anything. He was hard to hate and easy to like. This was what made our bond so questionable. "Devon would have wanted you to move on and smile again," He asserted and placed a hand on my shoulder comfortingly. I gave him a weak smile. It wasn't a sincere smile though. He had zero idea about how much better it made me feel. Making music made me feel like I was with him. Just for a moment. I used to dream after every song I wrote about him. About my pain. About my loss, and he was under the sudden impression that I could just move on as if I could just forget it, as if he'd never existed. Love doesn't work like that.