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FALLING FOR THE GUY NEXT DOOR

His piercing hunter green eyes locked onto mine, a tangible intensity that felt like a captivating force holding me firmly in place. In that moment, it became abundantly clear that he was the hunter, and I was nothing more than his prey, utterly ensnared by this man’s unyielding charm and raw magnetism. Each moment spent under his gaze felt like a thrilling yet terrifying surrender to something I could scarcely comprehend. Tears cascaded down my cheeks in steady streams, a physical manifestation of the overwhelming fear creeping into my heart—the paralyzing dread of losing him. The thought alone was enough to leave me breathless, as I grappled with the conflicting emotions swirling within me. I longed for his connection, yet the specter of uncertainty loomed ever larger. “Tell me, Steve, do you love me at all?” I found the courage to ask, my voice quivering with both hope and despair. It was a question that had haunted me for far too long, and I desperately needed an answer. He hesitated for a heartbeat, his expression revealing the internal battle he fought before responding. “You know I can never tell a woman my feelings, but you will come to understand it through my actions towards you,” Steve finally replied, his voice low and gravelly. With a graceful yet powerful motion, he encircled his strong, muscular arms around my waist, drawing me closer against his warm, solid frame. “I want you, Daisy, right now,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear as his fingers began to trail up toward the hem of my skirt. My heartbeat quickened with a mix of excitement and trepidation, but I was painfully aware of the underlying tension that clung to this charged moment. “Stop, Steve! You're just using me!" I blurted out, my voice trembling but resolute. “If you truly have any feelings for me at all, I need you to understand—I’m pregnant." The words rushed out in a torrent, knowing full well that this revelation was likely the last thing he wanted to hear at this delicate juncture. Yet I had to stand my ground; there was no way I would even consider the thought of terminating this pregnancy. The prospect of a life growing inside me filled me with a sense of purpose that eclipsed even my fears of losing him. “We have to keep this baby,” I stated firmly, holding onto my resolve as I faced the man who could either be my comfort or my undoing.
Mystery_Browns · 1.1k Views

In Love With My Bully

**Undergoing Reconstruction** “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?
JoyceOrtsen · 394.6k Views

BAD CHRISTMAS, GOOD CHRISTMAS.

One betrayal. One night. One chance at redemption. Thea Langford's perfectly planned life shatters five days before Christmas when she catches her boyfriend in bed with the intern she mentored, only to discover the affair was orchestrated by his uncle, her boss, to destroy her career. Fired, evicted from company housing, and blacklisted in the industry, Thea finds herself with nothing but a broken heart and wounded pride on Christmas Eve. Desperate to escape her humiliation, she lets her best friend drag her to an upscale Manhattan club where she meets a stranger who introduces himself only as "Rowan," a man whose piercing gaze and unexpected tenderness make her feel alive for the first time in years. One reckless night becomes a memory she can't forget, marked only by his fading scent on a stolen scarf and the phantom touch of hands that made her feel worthy. But Rowan isn't just anyone. He's Rowan Ashford, billionaire CEO secretly acquiring the company that destroyed her, and he's been searching for the woman who disappeared from his hotel room on Christmas morning. When they collide again weeks later, he's already dismantled her enemies and handed her justice on a silver platter. Now he wants something money can't buy: her heart. As Thea rebuilds her life and falls for the man who saw her at her lowest, shadows from both their pasts threaten everything. Her ex wants revenge. Rowan's corrupt family wants control. And the media wants to paint her as a gold digger who seduced a billionaire for a comeback story. But Thea Langford didn't survive her worst Christmas to settle for anything less than her best one. A story of second chances, sweet revenge, and discovering that sometimes losing everything is the only way to find what truly matters. Happy Reading...
Co_Melissa001 · 1k Views

Eternal Nexus Online: My Class Is OP

Eternal Nexus Online When Zyren Hale logs into Eternal Nexus Online for the first time, he expects nothing more than a game. Instead, the world greets him with silence. The sky above him splits open with brilliant light. Every player in the region collapses. NPCs freeze mid movement like puppets with cut strings. The forest itself stops breathing. Only Zyren can move. A crown made of shattered divine fragments drifts toward him, carrying the last heartbeat of a forgotten god. It speaks to him in a voice colder than the void. You were not meant to survive this. Yet you stand. You have been chosen to erase the divine. Zyren awakens with a hidden class that should never exist. A class banned by the pantheon. A class whispered about in mythic ruins. A class designed to break the power of gods. Mythic Godbreaker. From that moment, the game is no longer a game. Divine beings watch him from the sky with golden eyes. Shadow creatures stalk him through the night forests. NPCs speak his real name, a name he never told them. Some players vanish after approaching him, leaving only echoes where their avatars stood. And outside the game, Nova City begins to distort. Zyren dreams of places he has never seen. His VR pod records impossible readings. People he passes feel an unexplainable chill. Nexus Technologies hides reports of players who claim they heard gods whispering through their headsets. The more Zyren grows, the more the world responds. His presence bends quests, shifts monster behavior, and alters divine territory. Rumors spread that a forbidden class has awakened. Some want to worship him. Some want to control him. Some want to erase him before the gods notice. But it is already too late. The gods have noticed. Beautiful and deadly heroines step into his path. A frost warrior with eyes like ice. An archer whose spirit burns brighter than sunlight. A divine avatar who watches him with dangerous curiosity. Each one drawn to the same impossible truth. Zyren is the beginning of a prophecy the world tried to bury. When the Godbreaker rises, pantheons fall. Worlds fracture. Realities bleed together. And the truth behind Eternal Nexus begins to awaken. Zyren Hale entered a game to escape his life. Now both worlds are fighting over him. Only one question remains. Will he become the salvation of Aetherra Or the reason the gods fall into eternal ruin.
Abxz · 1.5k Views