365 Days Of Love Novels & Stories

Now we just had to survive the second half. Thirteen more weeks. Ninety-one days becoming sixty-five. Sixty-five days of stillness. Of trust. Of choosing to believe this would work. I could do sixty-five days.

she added, rereading the will. "62 days..." I sighed. "What did you say?" Kathe asked. "I'll be 28 in exactly 62 days. I'm single. I have 62 days to get married." "But... with whom?!" Kathe said, as she slumped back into her chair. I was speechless. My mind is racing. "Where am I going to find a man to marry in 62 days?"

"Kai said he loved me today. For the seven hundredth time. First time for him. Seven hundredth time for me. And I wonder: does love count if only one person remembers it? Is repeated first-love real love? Or just an illusion I'm creating for myself? I don't know. But I choose to believe it's real. Because if it's not, then what am I doing this for? What's the point of two thousand days of suffering if the love isn't real? So it's real. It has to be. Day seven hundred of real love. Even if I'm the only one who remembers days one through six hundred ninety-nine." My heart is broken. Shattered. Destroyed. She questioned if our love was real. Because I couldn't remember loving her yesterday. Or

"I hate that rule. I hate that you can't stay here. That we have to say goodbye at nine like we're pretending not to be in love." "Sixty days. That's all. Once the divorce is final, CPS has no reason to restrict us." "Sixty days feels like forever." "Then we make the most of every day we have." He kisses me. Slow and deep and full of everything we can't say. From the living room, Ivy calls out. "Are you being mushy? Because if you are, you should know I can hear you!" We laugh. Pull apart. "She has radar," Lucien says.

He let out a dry, humorless laugh and leaned back, studying me with disbelief and curiosity. “And for the fun of it,” he added, “sixty days, Madea? You’re asking for sixty days like you think you can make up for the love that didn’t happen in five years. You really believe two months can fix what never existed? Or are you just trying to prove something before you let me go?” “Sixty days, right? You have them,” he concluded. There was no warmth in his agreement. No softness. Just a transaction. A countdown.

I couldn’t stop looking at it. “You’re staring.” “I know.” “Regretting it?” “Never.” “Good.” I kissed her hair. My phone buzzed. Bennett. Congratulations on 365. Then another message. Day 366 tomorrow. Asshole. I smiled. Whitney looked up. “Bennett?” “Yes.” “What did he say?” “Tomorrow is three sixty-six.” She smiled. “He’s right.” “Unfortunately.” I put my phone away. For years, I thought endings were dramatic.

When your legs don't work like they used to before" she began "And I can't sweep you off of your feet" He continued. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70 And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23 And I'm thinking 'about people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe just the touch of a hand Oh me I fall in love with you every single day Oh darling, place your head on my beating heart I'm thinking out loud

The next morning, when the holographic message appeared with the day’s schedule, it simply read: “All three of us. No rotation. The entire day belongs to breaking you open… and putting you back together.” Aurora smiled softly to herself as she prepared for them. The contract said one year. But her heart was already negotiating for forever.

"She mumbled with her teary eyes as she look at him, he just stare at her with emotionless look.She came all the way here just to hear his judgement , insulting words? Her tears fall down and she quickly wipe it. She looked at him with anger and pain in her eyes. BOOK 2 365 DAYS OF LOVE AND HATE LINK- https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000002260 PREVIEW *Daily update*"lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins ""This 365 days will a hell for you my love ""This 365 days will be haven for my husband " preview " Put your clothes on and get out. " He said coldly making tears formed in her eyes. " , are you serious? he stop and face her with his pok

RAMON 60 Days. 60 Days To make her fall Inlove. To marry her. And then finally, To kill her. The boss assigned me to her. She was my fifth assignment. And then I met her, and she was so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect. Her dark eyes, her massive dark hair, her curves, her flawless skin... And I was supposed to kill her? I knew this was going to be hard. But what I didn't know, is how hard I would fall for her as each day passed.