A Love Letter Novels & Stories

"Come on. Because he did a couple of hokey things?" "Hokey things? Pepper, he sent you flowers that the place you love the most is named for and handed over his heart. He got you on the top-rated destination show on television. And, unless I miss my guess, I'd say he has something to do with the flood of reservations." "B-but why?" "Because he loves you, and he feels like a cheap trick for what he did." She smiled at Pepper. "Come on, honey. Give him a break. At least call him."

As for Anastasia, she was sitting on the bank in front of the river with her diary and writing these words in it: "It was, at first, a myth. But it became a reality.. the most beautiful truth that has passed on me.. He came to steal my heart and he succeeded in that.. We went through many difficulties together and succeeded in overcoming them.. A lot happened to realize that we are for each other.. Levi whom I adore more than myself.. who entered my life suddenly My being was distracted..now he is my husband..and inside me is a piece of him..what I realized in that life is that love may come to you at any moment and any place..and it does not matter the nature of the one who loves you..the m

More tears streamed down as Hazel slowly tore the letter open. "Hey Hazel Simons. Who do you think this is? One of your many secret admirers? Or a guy you have a crush on? Hey! You are not allowed to crush on any guy apart from me! I'm really writing this in the silliest way ever after all this is the first time I am doing it. It's me, Axel, your handsome and hot guy. Pretty head, I love you. I love you a lot. I have always loved you right from when I could recognize your face. You think of me as a bully, I know that but I am just doing that so I can stay relevant in your life for as long as possible. But hey! Are you this dumb? You can't be just a pretty head like I call you. You should hav

he said, breathing heavily too "What's so bad in trying?" She replied. "I'm sorry...I thought I had no chance anymore when you didn't give a single reply to the 99 letters I sent" he said. "Just tell me something to calm me down right now...I think I'm not in my right senses" she said "I love you genuinely I can swear anything, I love you, Yolanda... She pulled him to the nearest corner and caged him to the wall, kissing him hard instantly.

I say as we head to our getaway wrapping my arms around my loves and pulling them close. THE END

“How did I know you wouldn’t have kept the invitation card?” Because he’d immediately threw it in the trash bin? Of course, he wouldn’t tell her that. “Send it and I’ll see you on Thursday. I love you,” he said after a short pause. “I love you too, son. I’m so very glad you’re coming.” He hung up the phone and looked down at his phone. Thursday. Hell. He was supposed to meet Anika on Thursday. Finally getting to meet Anika. He'd planned meticulously so as not to appear overly concerned.

When you left, I listened to it all the time to give me a moment with you, even if it was just in thought. I’d give anything to see you smile because of me, to hold your hand and keep you close to me and kiss you with all the love I have locked up inside all of these years, until my very last breath, I will Love you Lelanna and my heart will always be yours. I know there is a strong chance you don’t feel the same. If you don’t, then please forgive me for burdening you once again. Always yours, Layton.” I slumped on the bed, the letter still grasped in my hand as I tried to let his words sink in… he loves me...he.loves.ME....HE LOVES ME… WOW!

Actually, that sounds like a lot better plan. I’ve got him, and he’s got me, and the love we’ve got is the kind no one can take away. Oh, and I still write him letters. They’re still straight up filthy. The End.