Words To Drunk In Love

The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.

The abandoned infant Wang Xiaoshuai was adopted by the old rogue from a young age. When he grew up, he became the foremost villager of Wanmin Village, leading the villagers to wealth and prosperity, forging a legendary life!

“I only want you, Maximus. I already told my parents that I love you and I'm going to marry you. No one else.” Aurora indignantly exclaimed. Max was shaking his head from what he heard. “No. No. You’re not being fair, Aurora.” He felt himself losing his strength as well as any chance to change her mind. Max leaned his body at the back of the single chair, almost sitting on it. He tugged on his necktie, needing some more air. His gaze fell on the ground. He’s powerless against his father. He won’t be able to protect his girlfriend from his family. He didn’t notice that Aurora was already in front of him. He just felt her palm on his cheeks, caressing it gently. He looked up to her. “You’re not fair.” He mumbled weakly. Like a defeated child. She’s rubbing her thumb against his cheeks. “The world’s not fair, Max.” Shaking her head. “It’s never fair.” She commented breathlessly. “You get everything you want.” He ignored her actions. He’d gone numb all over. This girl was too much of everything. Too selfish to even understand how he felt. “No. I don’t have your heart.” Max swatted her hand away and stood up straight. He chuckled at her response and halted. He shook his head as he looked at her straight in the eyes. “You won’t. You don’t even have one.” ************** Aurora Fontalva got everything except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. But how can she make him fall for her when he already had someone? He loves his girlfriend. Maximus D’Arco can’t escape his family’s wish for him to marry the only Fontalva heiress. Worse, Aurora even blackmailed him, or his girlfriend would suffer. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does. Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks? **************** AN: Be warned!!! This is not your typical romance. As the story progresses, it tackles family, career, toxic relationships, twisted attraction, love, hate, lust, and heavy drama. And there are cases in which you can be sensitive. Lastly, this is not for the weak of heart. Please read the FOREWORD. Thank you.

Mike is a unique man whose intention is purely to have women around. He first had a love engagement with Sheila before they parted ways. The reason was breaking up with sheila was due to his infidelity character. Sheila moves on and gets married immediately. Three months later, Mike tries to reach out to Sheila, a move that almost destabilized the marriage. Out of frustrations, Mike contacts Sasha, a lady he had met the previous day on the street. He categorically makes a request for a visit to her home, which she accepted willingly. On arrival, Mike realizes that Sasha is too different from Sheila, she can't event take part in house chores. The circumstance forced Sasha to have a sleep at Mike's place. Mike is called by a friend at midnight and he complies to attend a night party, leaving Sasha behind. At the party, Mike meets a lady who eventually got glued to him, making a hard decision to marry her. He hides the lady, Praxidis at the friends place and goes to see Sasha off only to find Sasha relaxed. Realizing that Sasha was there to stay, he avoids his friend Brian who had offered to host his lady, praxidis for a while. Life in marriage was not smooth as usual. Occasionally with challenges that he dealt with carefully so as to keep their marriage going. Sasha, the wife was so dramatic, a day could barely end without confronting the husband. Meanwhile, Brian eventually is forced to marry Praxidis,

Nat, a girl with a passion for sports, finds herself torn between her parents dream of seeing her become a Commissioner General. Struggling with past trauma and a strict household, her life takes an unexpected turn when she forms a deep bond with a quiet classmate. As unspoken emotions surface, Nat must confront her fears and discover her own path in a world full of expectations.

Sora was once a normal kid. After his life changed from an incident his life went downhill up until the moment of his death. some random dude named Steven Magee once said, “true freedom is achieved through death.” This quote applied to Sora better than most would have expected… or so you would think. For Sora death only came with more responsibility, as after he died he was reborn in Konoha as a ninja graduating from the ninja academy. a new adventure awaiting around the corner with new responsibilities keeping him on his toes. _______ There will more than likely be no Harem and there most likely won’t be any smut especially since I’m not sure which route I will take on romance. The fic will not have Yaoi or any NTR, if I do ramance sex scenes would only be implied since I don’t want to loose focus on the actual plot like the many horny writers out there do. For that same reason there will not be any harem since writers who write harem fics tend to focus more on harem building than they do on the actual plot or growth of non female side characters. ____ last note: This isn’t my first attempt at writing a fanfiction but the first fanfiction I have decided to try and commit to. I can’t make any promises on quality but rest assured the only reason I haven’t wrote before is because I care about the quality. most of my issues with writing stem from overthinking something or trying to follow too close to cannon. my goal for the story is break both of those habits. try not to flame me too much in the comments.

Life has a way of testing us, like going to fight for your heart even when you knew from the beginning you would lose? Why do we do this? To love what does not love us. To chase what pushes us. To treasure what made us feel worthless. What does it feel like to be so desperate for love?

Ava Blanton was a condemned criminal, later the unwitting vessel for a botched transmigration that had left her consciousness welded with fragmented memories of an unknown Earth woman. Their minds imperfectly combined, Ava battled an identity crisis. Emotions, desires, and experiences that were both native and foreign flitted through her mind. Torn between two imperfect lives, Ava faced higher states of psychological turmoil in which she couldn't quite be sure where one self ended and another started.

Sasha is a beautiful lady from a humble background. He gets married to Mike, a poor man who lived below the poverty level, only to realize later that he was a very wealthy stateman. Initially, Sasha used to sell fruits as a hawker to help her fruit spouse take care of the family. When Sasha realized the true potential wealth of her husband, she questioned him, claiming to suffer in the streets of the city, yet he had money. Mike later engaged in a love affair with a certain lady, whom Sasha knew very well. This brought a disagreement between them, escalating the matter to an eventual divorce. Sasha was left with nothing at all, only a child to suffer in the streets of N. During the signing of the divorce document, the District Commissioner who spearheaded the divorce exercise noticed her. He seemed to love her at first sight, comforting her as she cried tirelessly at his office. The District Commissioner, Mr. R made a quick advancement, which was accepted. Sasha must have been desperate. They agreed and lived casually as husband and wife; Sasha now lived with a second husband who was very rich. Mike came back with the intention of ruining his ex-wife's relationship now thriving well.

In the beginning, he said, "A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!" After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, "So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!" When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, "Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!" Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, "Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?" ... Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for? If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him. ————————————— The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong. A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl. Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.

When Mina wakes up in a breathtakingly unfamiliar world, she’s greeted not by friendly faces but by a disembodied robotic voice claiming to be her guide. She’s trapped inside an unfinished romance novel where the characters have gone off-script, threatening to unravel the story—and the world itself. To survive, Mina must correct the narrative’s deviations and put the characters back on their predestined paths. But the task is far from simple. The dashing and brooding male lead, Adrian Valcrest, was meant to fall for the gentle and spirited female lead, Clara Wynthal. Instead, Adrian’s heart has veered off-course, beating for Mina—a supposed "nameless extra" who wasn’t meant to exist in this story. As the System relentlessly urges her to fix the plot, Mina finds herself tangled in an emotional web that tests her resolve and threatens her mission. While Mina navigates the intricacies of a romantic world she barely understands, she uncovers a deeper mystery behind the System’s existence and the story itself. Why was the novel abandoned? Who—or what—is pulling the strings behind the scenes? And why does Adrian's connection to her feel so undeniably real? As reality and fiction blur, Mina must make an impossible choice: follow the script and ensure the story’s survival or embrace the unscripted love blooming in Adrian’s eyes—risking the collapse of everything, including herself. Scripted to Love is a heart-pounding romantic fantasy filled with dramatic twists, emotional depth, and the timeless question: Can love truly defy destiny?

The love story of Ryan and Joy

Este livro é totalmente fictício; sua história é baseada nos tempos modernos, onde nossos heróis lutam para salvar o mundo de uma grande escuridão que aos poucos devasta a terra. O livro se passa no ano de 2040, onde casos misteriosos de pessoas desaparecidas e mortes inexplicáveis estão ocorrendo a toda hora. Agora, o mundo pede ajuda para nossos heróis, que podem livrar o mal do nosso mundo. Dedico este livro a mim, à minha imaginação e a todos que são próximos na minha vida, e também dedico para vocês, leitores. Agradeço a todos que leram o meu livro; fico muito contente por terem utilizado o tempo de vocês para lerem justo o meu livro. Muito obrigado.

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.

"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. "Don't shush m-" I tried to argue. "I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey." ^^^^^^^ They say "A night in Vegas can change your life." Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out. As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger. The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe. How would their life turn out?

a girl named Latychia falls in love with Jose, a boy that her best friend and 2 years older than her. but without Latychia notice that Jose falls in love with her too. until once time they say their felling for the same time, and then they become a girlfriend and a boyfriend until married

This is not a novel but a statement of why i have deleted all my works from online platforms and plan on returning with a new identity.

Having a tough childhood, Elena finds it hard to navigate through her life on top of that a series of events occure through out her entire life, with romance, boys and finally a man that does deserve her at the end of the day, chaos and desires and one hell of a messed up girl finally ending up being happy.....well as happy she can be considering what she's been through and ...what she's going through...let's see what her future holds. also ....who does she end up with ?