Romans & histoires Jaded From Dating

I mumble, shifting my books like a shield. “Wait! Please. What do I have to do to convince you? Just tell me, and I’ll do it. Anything.” His hand closes around my wrist, firm yet reassuring, the warmth of his touch steadying even as his green‑honey eyes pierce through my guard, making my heart hammer. Focus, Maryelle. Focus. Jared Beaumont is a well‑known heartbreaker. As if reading my mind, he says, “I know you’ve heard all the wild dating stories about me—and every single one of them is true.” His grin is mischievous, playful, like a boy daring me to laugh at his reputation rather than run from it.

Asher doesn't respond, instead looking straight ahead as if I don't exist. "Fine, I'll go first," I huff, "I dated a guy in my pack named Jared when I was eighteen. He seemed nice when we first met, buying me flowers, and cooking me dinner. We dated for six months, but it wasn't long before he started showing his true colors." I cringe as I tell the story. Looking back, I should've seen the signs and listened to my pack who warned me he was trouble. "He began not letting me leave the compound without his permission. He would get angry whenever I wanted to go see my friends. He even…" I swallow hard. I didn't think it would be so hard to talk about this. I fiddle with my fingers in my lap.

When he opened them again, the intensity in his gaze sent shivers down my spine. “I think you should go back to Lily,” I said, my voice somber but firm. “”It’s not very gentlemanly to keep your date waiting.” I slowly curled my arms into Jared’s, feeling a twisted sense of satisfaction in taunting Shraf. I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, but in that moment, who gave a fuck?

“You see, I’ve lost count of how many ladies I’ve fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!” “My panties made you hard!” “You think so?” “Yes,” I responded confidently. “Well, I wasn’t hard; I just have a donkey-like cock.” ********* ~Jade’s POV~ 90, 91, 92 This has to be the worst ad ever; how the fuck did I post ads on websites, different websites, to be exact, and yet I haven’t received a call in a week? 93, 94, 95, 96 I always count to 100 every day before switching the damn phone off. “Cheers to yet another productive day, Jade!” I said to no one specifically but myself. I thought people loved phone sex, but

I turned my head to him and looked at him for a moment "Before I met Greg , I had a boyfriend name Jared. We dated since highschool and I caught him cheating on me behind my back for 4 months when we were dating. He dated me just because it was an achievement to date one of the 7 Gold Life's kid. You know how we always made an impact and they used that" I scoffed "It took me a long time to open up to Greg and ended up get hurt in the same way as Jared" I laughed it off

The disappointment must be from getting her hopes up. Zoey replied, "Okay. I hope everything goes well for you." Jared could not stay long on the phone and reluctantly hung up before walking out of his bedroom, slamming the door hard behind him as if to give his parents in the living room a show. "That's right! So what if I'm in a relationship now? Are you saying that I'm not allowed to date even after finishing college? I did you a favor and did not bring home a boyfriend like some people." Jared was the perfect angel at home, but that did not mean he did not have a single rebellious bone in him.

"I mean, I deserve it for teasing you by being too friendly with her but... You're so mean." "I apologize. I was... I was feeling an ache in my chest whenever I saw or heard you two having fun. I thought—" "We were dating? Come on, man. I've said that I don't want to be in a relationship a lot of times. Jackie is a nice and beautiful girl but she's not the type of woman I see myself with." I sighed. "Well, something else happened." "What?" "I kissed her and told her it was a mistake... Ow!" I hissed at the sharp pain on my back when Jared slapped me. "What was that for?"

I began to treasure nights spent with him. We spent most of it with me trying to introduce a new piece of technology to him, one at a time. Introducing him to the camera was pretty fun. We spent the night snapping pictures of each other and mostly just goofing around. It was the first time I could remember hearing him laugh. Life at the Shade almost took on a lethargic pace and the life I lived before being taken there felt like it belonged to a completely different lifetime. I was mostly worried about the girls and how they were coping but they seemed to have accepted that this was their life for now.

A stupid, dark navy jacket. I had kept it. Even while dating Zayne. Even when I told myself I was done. “It’s just a jacket,” I muttered. “I like the color. Drop it.” “Don’t get defensive.” “I’m not defensive.” He smiled slightly. “You both were grieving then. You were drowning. Maybe now, years later, you can actually talk without exploding.” I didn’t answer. Instead, I glanced up. Cade was watching me. Not Jesse. Me. My stomach twisted.

Yes, fate was shit. As much as she'd thought about this moment, it had never crossed Jade Jamenson's mind. As a child, she imagined finding her mate, thinking it would be all sparkle and happiness. Then she heard the story of how her parents mated, and her image of mating changed a little. The beginning of their pairing wasn't so romantic. It was more of a life-saving measure, but each day they grew more in love. At seventeen, she saw the shadow of a man and the long lines of his body. He had turned away from her while looking out the window with her cousin Gina. She even commented on how attractive his backside was. She had never seen his face, but she knew who he was.