Easy Lirik Spring Day Novels & Stories

Sophie Warner and Mitchell Warner have been secretly married for three years, but he's rumored to be with other women throughout. He doesn't care about Sophie at all.Her love for him makes her lowly, and she loses sight of herself. She puts up a cold and strong front to protect herself while thinking that her love is bound to move Mitchell one day.But she gives up hope when, one day, she lies in a puddle of her blood and begs Mitchell for help, only to see him ignoring her so he can be lovey-dovey with another woman.Later, she dies.It's only then that the city learns about Mitchell, the playboy, having been secretly married for years. After her death, he goes insane…Five years later, the mys

I waited ten years to get married to Emily Stanton. We had applied for a marriage license seven times, and seven times it had been called off. In our circle, we were the golden couple. She had sold her own blood to help cover my hospital bills, and I had stood by her side as she built the Stanton family empire from nothing. On our tenth anniversary, I brought up the idea of finally having a wedding ceremony and making things official again. She just rubbed her temples and tossed her blazer aside. "We'll talk about it later. We've been together this long—why are you still hung up on something like this?" The words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat. Does every great love eventually

"Sean, I've made up my mind, I'm going to marry you!" Janice Douglas played with her left hand's fingertips absentmindedly, her eyes locked on the swinging door of the nearby private room. On the other end of the call, the man let out a low chuckle, warm yet laced with a cool, worldly detachment. "Ms. Douglas, are you sure about this? Marrying into our families is a one-way street, no U-turns." "I'm sure!" Janice did not even pause before she shot back, her voice slicing through any second thoughts. "Fine, I'll be back in ten days. Pick me up at the airport, and we'll head straight to make it official."

Before the mate ceremony, my Alpha mate, Corbin Wren, promised to take me to the Maldives. But when we got to the airport, I realized— My ticket said Switzerland, while his and his childhood sweetheart Vera Marsh's were booked for the Maldives. Vera blinked tearfully and explained, "It was my fault—I mixed up the booking info and accidentally swapped Sera's and my details." Corbin, who'd been holding my hand, let go and gently soothed her. "It's fine. We can rebook. Sera and I won't hold it against you." I watched the two of them, so perfectly in sync, and thought back to all the times Corbin had brushed me aside because of Vera. And suddenly, it hit me—they were the ones who belonged toget

When my father's business collapsed, he racked up an astronomical debt to the Andor family. And when they finally came knocking, he did what no loving parent should ever do—he collateralized me, his only daughter, handing me over to Cassian before vanishing off the face of the earth. For ten long years, I stayed by Cassian Andor's side. He treated me with a tenderness so indulgent it bordered on worship. There was nothing I asked for that he would not give; there was no whim of mine he would not entertain. Everyone in our world knew me as his princess. I grew up believing with certainty that once I came of age, he would sweep me into his arms, march me down the aisle, and make me his wife

Vivian Grant lost her memory and forgot everything about me. Her memory stopped in the year when she loved her ex-husband most. No matter how the people around her tried to explain it, she still believed I was the third party who had come between them. The doctors said her amnesia might be treatable, so I held on to that hope and refused to let go. For three years, we got divorced and remarried over and over again. We became the biggest joke in the city's elite circles. Some people even started betting on us. They bet on when I would finally give up, and when Vivian would finally remember. Then news of our eighth divorce hit the trending charts again. Reporters rushed into the law fi

Description: It was a beautiful and sunny day in a small town called Willows Creek. Every one was friendly and kind towards each other. Until that fateful day, their life was no longer the same again. A couple of friends was walking home from school, one of them mentioned they should take a short home. Naomi said, there is a sign that read NO TRESPASSING. Who gives gives a fuck about it said Michael. C'mon on guys I see our house from here said Omar, true agreed Sora. The gang were talking and laughing along their way home. Without knowing someone or something was watching them.

Letting go of something that has never been yours in the first place would be the toughest decision Bea would make in her life. All she did was love, yet it never crossed her that doing so would only cause pain to others. "I have never been happy!" Her world crumbled as the man of her life begged and knelt on his knees, not to offer a ring but to ask for his freedom. Bea met Evan just as when she had lost all hope in love. An architect who is eager to renovate her heart, which has been abandoned. He never fails to make her realize the actual meaning of true love, something she never felt. Evan is ready to make her wedding dream a reality. But just as when she is about to accept hi

Six years ago, she was framed by her wicked sister and was abandoned by her then husband while she was pregnant.Six years later, she started anew with a different identity. Oddly, the same man who abandoned her in the past had not stopped pestering her at her front door.“Miss Gibson, what’s your relationship with Mister Lynch?”She smiled and answered nonchalantly, “I don’t know him.”“But sources say that you were once married.”She answered as she tucked her hair, “Those are rumors. I’m not blind, you see.”That day, she was pinned on the wall the moment she stepped in her door.Her three babies cheered, “Daddy said mommy’s eyes are bad! Daddy says he’ll fix it for mommy!”She wailed, “Please le

After giving birth, Belinay Scotch suddenly stopped pretending and began openly sleeping with other men in our bedroom. When I caught her in the act, she showed no signs of remorse. Instead, she mocked me without a care in the world. “The baby’s already here. What can you possibly still use to threaten me now?” Our friends all turned to look at me, afraid that I would throw a fit like I used to. However, this time, I did not yell or make a scene. I simply picked up my daughter and walked out of the room with a calm expression. From that day on, I became the perfect husband she had always dreamed of. When paparazzi came knocking, I paid them off for her. When she had conflicts with her