A Real Love Story Novels & Stories

She was well built,with tender breasts,a small waist and curves that made you see she was an early bird when curves were offered in heaven. She came from a village in Maseru,the capital city of Lesotho.It was in this village where she found love,or so she thought.For some people,finding love at an early age felt like one had worn a lottery.For some,it wasn't.Dinny had become a fool in love without even noticing.She had vowed to love her partner until the fire fades,the flame of their love.

And I couldn't wait to finish my book. Publish it… And share it with all of my beautiful readers... No fake love story this time. Nothing over-the-top... But a raw and real love story. My love story. A story worth telling. To empower men and women. To make them realize that they didn't have to change themselves to be loved. A real man or woman would love them for who they were.

Our happiness today was in no small part due to their love, support, and sacrifice. Thanks to them, we could now live the love story we truly deserved. _THE END_

You're in the middle of this fake marriage. "I don't regret it..." Edan raised his face and looked Angelica in the eye. "I don't regret anything, Mom..." Because my marriage isn't fake... I really love her... I'm in love with Alma. Angelica's eyes widened in surprise if she didn't expect it. Did Edan say just a second ago that it was all fake and now he said he really loved her? There were many questions, there were many doubts in Angelica's heart, yet her mother's instinct told her that it was no longer a question of protecting her son's interests, but her heart.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

This is real. It’s not just sex. It’s love. Twisted. Immoral. Doomed. But love, nonetheless. And I’m not letting it go. Ever.

Love and family. THE END

she began, “you were supposed to be a distraction. A firefighter with a smile too steady for a girl who lived half in her imagination. But somewhere between the brigadeiro, the burned toast, and the nights we stayed up talking about everything and nothing… you became my home.” Her hand shook a little, but she didn’t look away. “You taught me that love doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be real. So I promise to be real with you, even when it’s messy. I promise to make you laugh when life feels heavy, to feed you even when I burn the toast, and to love you in every language I know, for the rest of my life.”

The road to our forever was never easy, but we are almost here; we are finally at the end. Everything and everyone around me disappeared the moment I saw him standing there, looking all hot and gorgeous and waiting for me. It was exactly what I had envisioned. The man I've fallen so deeply in love with is staring right back at me with tear-filled eyes as his best friend taps his shoulder. These are the usual scenarios in the movies, aren't they? But this time it is not for any show, it is my real love story.

Ridhima said as more tears slipped from her eyes Her mother understood that something concerning her love life has happened. "Ridhu, I didn't lie to you about love that doesn't care about perfection or beauty. When love happens nothing matters if your partner is perfect or not. Let me tell you a story then you will get what true love is" Her mother said