Christian
Her sweet voice, mixed with intensity and innocence echoes inside my head again and again— just like a sweet melody. My chest fills with ecstasy and pleasure with her confession. She keeps her eyes on mine as a precious drop of tear escapes her eyes. I lean closer to her, grinding her fragile body against mine and softly suck her tears. "Say it again", I whisper. "I love you, Chris", she mumbles, her cosy breath scuffles my skin.I gently remove the strands of hair from her gorgeous face which has swollen so much. She closes her eyes with my knuckles travelling on her cheeks. "Again", I murmur, intensely staring at her appealing face. "I— love you", she sucks her breath, parting her eyelids and darting her eyes straight at me. "I really really love you"It feels like the dreams I used to have every night. I used to dream of her confessing her love tIvanna After finishing the dinner, we head to the bed, lying in our favourite position. As I'm pressed against his torso, I can feel his breathing and heartbeat unsteady. Undoubtedly, he is exhausted. It's all because of me. He moves his head, trying to get comfort by changing positions. I slide my hand up to his neck. "Sleep, babe", he nuzzles my hair, keeping his eyes closed. "You can't sleep", I mutter. "I can. It'll take a while, I guess", he mumbles, rubbing his forehead. He always gets a severe headache after a tiring day. "Should I give you a massage? You'll feel better", I whisper, my palm landing on his forehead as I gently massage it. He slowly opens his eyes and looks down at me with a small smile. "You aren't gonna sleep, huh?" "Not until you get rid of your headache", I chuckle. He turns, star
ChristianI wake up in the middle of the night. Ivanna isn't near me on the bed. As I realise that I jump off panicking. "Iv!" I clamour, calling her out and climbing down the bed. On a normal day, I never really cared if she was missing from the bed. She used to be in my study room, cramming her lessons or else she used to go to the garden for a cool breeze. Tonight I don't even feel like letting her go away from my sight. "Iv", I keep calling her name and reach the washroom first. The door is locked. I sigh in relief. Thankfully, she's inside. But the sound of the shower disturbs me. I told her not to take a shower tonight. The weather is cold enough and she never uses warm water, no matter how cold it is. "Iv", I tap on the door. "Iv, didn't I tell you not to shower tonight?"She doesn't respond, maybe nervous about getting caught.This woman!
IvannaMy body feels numb with his voice whispering next to my ear. Whatever I heard just now can't be true. I lift my head and gawk at him in disbelief as he stares down at me. Those words. No. It can't be true. He can't be. Am I overthinking? "What— what did you just say?" My voice shakes as he cups my face and pulls me closer to him."I don't know if I was the angel, but indeed your mom sent me to you. That night", he whispers. My eyes widen in shock. I can utter anything, move or react. Those blurry memories are still alive in my sanity. Every word he said reminded me of those blurry flashes. "Mom sent you, right?">My head suddenly feels heavier as I feel his arms securing me tightly. "No", I whisper out of nowhere, disbelief consuming me. "No", I push myself back from his arms, dragging my body against the headboard. My brain stopped functioning as the flas
Hello everyone, as I already informed you, I have finally published a brand new book about Kane and Emily which takes place five years later than the recent timeline, titled 'I Kissed My Ex-Boyfriend, & it went wrong'I have released two chapters already. Click on my profile and scroll down to find the book. Let's give you a short insight—Title: I Kissed My Ex-Boyfriend, & It Went Wrong.√Dark Romance√18+ [Harsh words, blackmailing, capturing]√No degrading, rape or violence by the Male lead, Romanticising abuse. [I don't write such stuff]Blurb:"Sorry, it was a dare", that's what I utter after the passionate kiss. I can still feel the familiar taste of that familiar mouth. He still feels the same, he still kisses me like there's no end, he's still passionate and possessive when he holds me in his arms. But he still doesn't look the same. A devilish smirk appears across his fierce face, his eyes darkening at me, making my b
ChristianHer teary devastated eyes linger on me out of shock as if she can't believe what I just said. I think I was ready for her. "You— you knew?" Her voice vibrates. "You knew it— it was me"I nod with a sigh. She pauses her stunning eyes on me for a whole second and immediately covers her face. "Iv", restless, I strive to hold her but she jerks my handoff. My heart twists as I stare at her. She goes completely silent again, gathering herself away from me. She's not crying or anything.She's just taking time to absorb what I just said. "Iv, I—""Why?" Her voice cracks as she keeps her mouth covered, placing it on her knees. "Just why?"I don't have an answer to defend what I did. Because it'll be too much for her to handle in a day. She abruptly lifts her face, burning anger visible in her ruddy eyes as she fumes, holding
IvannaSomehow, I expected him to be here. We didn't doze off last night together and I came rushing to the university since I wanted to have enough alone time for myself. Sometimes we need that to function our sanity properly and I'm glad that he didn't nag me the entire day with repeated calls. I indeed missed him so much last night. As I keep staring at him, Emily utters, "you know my mom used to say something that I always ignored. I thought she was talking about the stuff that doesn't exist. Later, I realised such things exist. It just depends on the person"I look back at her, twitching my eyebrows. "Like what?""You can't find a single person who won't hurt you ever. If you find one, then the person is definitely not real. What you need to see is if he's giving enough importance to your pain or his apology. If he's more concerned about getting an apology than thinking about your pain, that's something to
ChristianI'm too stunned to speak after what she has uttered. Sympathy, guilt and compensation. Those three words— those three reasons were definitely not behind my love for her. I grab her arm abruptly and turn her towards me."What are you uttering?" I shrug. She doesn't look at me. "Look at me, Iv", I grab her jaw and lift her face, bringing her rosy eyes to me. "I asked what the hell you meant by this?"Her complaint filled eyes linger on me."Do you really think I love you just out of sympathy? Just because I feel guilty for leaving you and our unborn child? Do you think this is the reason I put my heart and soul to keep you happy?"She doesn't answer but her silence says it all.Nothing stung so hard before. I lose my voice to speak with her silence which keeps yelling at me that she doesn't trust my love. Still."How can you question my love, Iv?" I whisper out of nowhere, terribly hurt
IvannaHis words leave me in a great dilemma. Why would I need to be ready to see this album? God! I know there's so much left for me to know but it feels like I don't wanna know anything. I fear that such things may separate me from Christian. One after another. I kept swallowing every secret unfolding just because I shared a deep connection with him.I'm so much in love with him that I never let those secrets part us away.Holding the album with my shivering hands, I lift my eyes at him. He smiles and sits in front of me, slowly touching my cheek with affection."What happened? Open it. You don't wanna know what's inside?""No", I whisper, lowering my gaze."Why?" He asks with a concerned tone."I'm scared", I sniff. "I don't wanna know anything""Hey", he lifts my face as our eyes meet. "You can't be scared. You're not that weak, Iv. Trust me. You have already come a lo
JohnGetting married in the 50s isn't that strange anymore. But for me, it was— for a man who believed his marriage would last forever and then believed he would never marry again. I stood before the mirror as Ryan helped other groomsmen with their last fit."You all look pretty handsome. Ready to leave. But I wish Kevin had that time to get a good fit. Your suit sucks!""I feel better anyway", Kevin snarls. I chuckle while fixing my bow tie, watching my sons in their 20s still fighting like toddlers. It's been a blessing for me to have a family which didn't break even after the biggest disaster. And maybe it was because, in our family, it had always been us. Me and my two boys. Their mother wasn't there. The death was just a formality. I didn't really change that much. My boys were happier than ever after she died. It's really mean of me to think that way but it was the truth. They were traumatised because they were kids. As they grew up, I realised they had a better and healthier
It's been a while since I updated this book. However, I have delayed letting you know that I'm writing a book on Samuel and Chrisanna titled "Dispute Marriage" You'll find it on my goodnovel profile. This book is a bit different from others which don't have a forced marriage trope or any abusive family since you are already familiar with both families.The story revolves around two childhood friends Samuel and Chrisanna and their sudden marriage after Samuel disappears from Chrisanna's life for eight years. The book deals with heavy mental issues and a dark past. Slow burn. Please give that book a try and let me know if you like it. And I would like to know if you would want a short portion of John and Georgia's story or a direct epilogue to close the book.
Tiffany Emery runs to Sebastian. "Da—dy"And he immediately drives his eyes down and takes her in his arms. They both look at me lovingly. Now, I don't feel bad about pushing the wedding. This feeling would not be the same if we got married before Emery came. Ryan and Kevin walk beside me to the aisle. I wanted them to do this honour because if there's anyone in this world I still love more than Sebastian and Emery, My eyes become teary as I walk to them. Sebastian spreads his arm at me and I immediately dig into his chest.He leans closer to my ear."My beautiful bride"I smile against his chest and look up. He takes my hand and leads me to the centre. I take a look at every one. John, Mr Ryder, Gary, Myra, Christian, Ivanna and the recent teenager Chrisanna. Everything feels so complete and beautiful. Mr Ryder comes and takes Emery from Sebastian even though she doesn't wanna go. With the pastor's words, Sebastian and I looked into each other's eyes deeply. "I, Sebastian Ry
TiffanyI can't figure out how to react and what it's all about because I don't wanna assume anything unreasonable. He's on his knees with a damn ring.It means— God! I can't— comprehend it. My eyes flutter open at his handsome face. No words come out of my mouth. I'm at a loss of words."I know you're shocked! And I'm sorry if I scared you with this sudden—" he doesn't complete, yet keeps his eyes straight into mine. "But I couldn't keep this longer inside me, Tiffany. I had known a long time ago that I needed you in my life. Forever! And I'm not scared to ask you that—"With that pause, my heartbeat stops and my entire body shivers when I wait for him to complete."Will you marry me?" I feel goosebumps littering all over me with those words. Did he really ask me for marriage? It takes me a while to process. His eyes are full of fear and hope and I'm left in shock. Never in my wildest dreams, I had imagined he would propose to me. I hear some people around cheering up and root
TiffanyTime indeed flies like air and it happened in my case in a better way. In the best way, actually. I started my job in the daycare centre with all the lovely kids around which made my life less monotonous after Ryan and Kevin left. They are doing good in their new school and John has also settled into his new office over there. I and Sebastian balanced our life beautifully, supporting each other. As days and weeks passed, our love grew stronger. Among everything, I was happy with the fact that I have my identity now. A good identity. My salary doubled in just three months after joining for my good service and the way all the kids related to me. In a year, I was promoted to manager of the daycare centre, life couldn't be any less beautiful. It's been two years, I and Sebastian are together and we are living our best life. We hardly argued and most of the time it was just silly. He loves to tease me and I go along with it. Sebastian has become the most demanding lawyer in the
TiffanyWe spent the last two days painting the house and I can't describe how beautiful it came out. We did some changes like replacing the furniture and donating some. If everything goes well, I'll be here in less than three days.John has finished all the preparations in Hong Kong and he's leaving the day after we decided to move in. It all happened so fast but I'm glad that John is recovering. It's been eight months since the tragedy and I know it's gonna take years for him to overcome this. I'm happy for him but I would be happier if there was any chance that he finds someone to love him as much as all of us found a person to love.It sucks and I hate the fact that all his life he never found someone like that.I and Sebastian carry the portrayal I had in my room for years. It's a huge one and Sebastian suggested we should place it in the living room because it's beautiful. It's a painting I got from an art summit years back, featuring a mother and her small daughter, surviving
Sebastian"Really, Sebastian? I have never seen you this excited before", Georgia says as I show her some themes I'm confused with and I end up telling her the whole plan. "Isn't it something to be excited about?" I blurt out. "She's moving in with me. Isn't it amazing? People can't even go past dating and we are really moving in!" I tell her and she smiles wider, sitting in front of my desk."That's true", she says. "I'm just wondering what you would do once you guys announce the marriage!" she laughs but on a serious note, it makes my heart stop for a while.She pauses, looking at me. "Sorry. I should not have said that?"I chuckle. "Nah! Nothing like that. I just spaced out when you talked about marriage""Ah! So, that means you're thinking about it", she leans to the desk. I scratch the back of my head with an awkward smile. "I could marry her the moment I saw her! But hell! I'm not repeating any mistakes from the past. Maybe, I'll wait for a while before proposing to her. And t
Tiffany We stop by the nursery. It's one of the biggest nurseries in the city which I can completely believe by the way it looks. The boys run into the green surrounding and I and Sebastian slowly walk to see the plants. One of the workers accompany us, showing us all the kinds of plants we could use for decor. "I want the real ones", he says as I scan those plants which need no sunlight. They would be perfect for indoors."These are real ones too. These are just indoors", I say, watching his expression change. "But I still don't find the realness in them. You can take these. I'll look for others", he walks away to find his REAL plants as I shake my head at him in disbelief.We load all the plants we have got for the decor and Ryan and Kevin took two small ones to plant in the yard. Even though they won't be staying here, they wish to see it all grown up when they would occasionally visit. After that, we stop by a restaurant to have lunch. Surprisingly, Sebastian didn't suggest h
Tiffany We talked a lot today. I'm glad that I took this whole day out for him because we needed to have this conversation. I have finally decided to move in with him. Nonetheless, it'll come with more challenges and I'm ready for it. This decision will not only make our relationship stronger but also give me a world of my own. I can't wait to finally live my life in my own conditions and happiness. Sebastian asked me if he could help me anyway. But I refused to take any help from him as I did with John. It's my call to explore and look for opportunities which I'll be doing from today. I'm thinking about having a conversation with John again. I want him to change his decision of holding back until I settle down. Because that's impossible. I'll need a lot of time to clean the mess and organise my life and I think I'll surely do it if I have Sebastian.I'm glad that Sebastian understood me and more than that he trusted me enough. I'm scrolling through my phone to research the jobs I t