A Perfect Love Story Future Novels & Stories

The only thing holding her back was the fact that I was her future son-in-law. I scooped her up and placed her on my lap. A wave of pleasure instantly washed over me when I felt her on top of me. Victoria twisted and struggled. “What do you think you’re doing? I’m your future mother-in-law. This is so messed up.” Her body rubbed against mine as she struggled and writhed. That made me feel even more pleasure. I held her down firmly with one hand and slid the other along her neckline.

And I couldn't agree less, I found my perfect man, a perfect love, a perfect house and a perfect family. He was my Perfect Find. Thank you for reading. How was the story? Do well to leave a comment. (Air your mind or buy me coffee)

"Emma, you were always worthy of love. You just needed to feel safe enough to accept it." Emma felt tears of joy and gratitude as she looked at the man who had been her editor, her advocate, her partner, and her proof that authentic love was possible. "Jake Morrison, thank you for showing me that the best love stories aren't about perfect people finding each other they're about imperfect people helping each other become the best versions of themselves." Jake's kiss tasted of celebration and promise and the sweet satisfaction of dreams that had not only come true but had exceeded every expectation. "Emma Chen, soon to be Emma Morrison, thank you for letting me be part of the most beautiful lo

“I spent my life chasing the wrong destiny. And when I finally let go, I found you. I don’t promise perfection. I promise truth. Growth. And a future I choose every single day. Will you marry me?” For a heartbeat, time stops. Then Mira laughs, crying and laughing all at once. “Yes,” she says fiercely. “Yes, you idiot.” The cheers that follow are louder than before. Kael looks stunned as she pulls him up and kisses him. I feel something warm bloom in my chest. Redemption doesn’t erase the past. But love can rewrite the future. Later, when the fires burn low and the music softens, Liam and I stand beneath the moon again. His arm wraps around me easily now, natural as breathing.

“I love you, Nox, and I want you to mark me.” His thrusts slowed as his eyes widened. They darted between my own, lit with soul-crushing disbelief. “You love me?” I ran my fingers over his jaw and nodded, “Always have, always will. Even when I hated you, I loved you. We didn’t have the best start, but I think I can finally let go of the past now. When I used to picture the future, I was either dead or imprisoned. I don’t want that anymore. I want a future, and I want it to be with you.”

Fuck. My lame protestations fell off into nothing. “The future is just a….very long time.” I said after a minute. “If you’ve already got someone, then I want to find my someone as well. That’s all.” “No.” His flat response struck like a whipcrack. “...No?” “No.” He nodded curtly, “You are not leaving. You are marrying me as Luna. There is no other future that is acceptable in this scenario.” “Doesn’t that strike you as unfa-.”

The perfect picture of love. And that’s when the problem hit me. Because the perfect couple was the last thing Reid and I were right now. My stomach twisted as I unfolded the pitch letter, the words practically glowing off the page. “We’d love for you and Reid to showcase our newest collection. Your love story has captured so many hearts — this campaign feels like the perfect fit.” I closed my eyes and groaned. The internet really had no idea.

And they were looking at a love story so powerful it had destroyed a billion-dollar empire and was now taking the remains and building a shelter for the world. Clarkson had not presented a business plan. He had presented the truth. And in that quiet, sun-drenched room, as his employees looked from the ghost of the empire they had served to the two men offering to provide them with a purpose, the choice became impossibly simple. The past was a spreadsheet. The future was a love letter. And one by one, they chose the future. ----

I'm willing to take a chance with you Aaron. Hope you save my heart from a break up! Or will you be the reason for my heart to shatter? It's either first or latter. Don't worry Isabella. Everything will be fine. It always has. The future is unpredictable. That's why everyone visualize their future with fiction than reality. Let my husband be the prince for me in my future. With that I fell into deep sleep! *****

Sean sees Angel in his future, but it's not the other way around. "What must I do to make you want to be my wife?" Sean whispered while removing the hair that was blocking Angel's beautiful face. "I love you with my whole life, Angel. Don't you feel that?" Not long after Sean said that, he opted out of their room. He knew his silence towards Angel was childish, but he couldn't pretend he was okay. This wasn't a refusal, and Sean still had a chance until Angel gave a definite answer. But he still needed time to calm down.