A Short Love Story Novels & Stories

Iman stuck her tongue out at him. *Flashback ends* Love teaches you many things, but separation turns you into a complete different person. The guy, who never had one sip of tea before, now his day doesn't start if he doesn't have a cup of tea. When the tea was ready, he pour it in three cups and went to living room. "Poor girl, I really feel bad for her. Her husband passed away in just one year of her marriage." When Dabir entered the lounge room, he heard Aima.

The deejay chuckles with his own jokes. "Mhm? Well, I wouldn't say that. Everyone has a different story. However, first love is what we've like to remember the most. Whether it ends beautifully or ended with a tragically, we create it the ending of our own love story, and mine is not much different than others." "Mmm~such a beautiful speech... no wonder you are an artist. So, Miss Shen Xue Mei, is this painting that you've won at The Art World Award is something from your own love story?"

“Porsche naman. Hindi na mabiro. Balik na nga lang ako sa pagiging Pambansang Bestfriend ulit. Pa-kiss nga ako.” Life is hard and scary so you need someone by your side, whether that someone is your friend, family, partner or all of them. So is love, kaya ang love ay hindi puwede sa mga taong duwag dahil ang takot ay ginagawa nilang excuse pero ang totoo ay tamad silang mag-effort mag-take ng risk, at ipakita ang sincerity nila para sa kanilang minamahal. -OH MY END!- Bonus: Tips Para Maka-Move On sa Kabiguan Ayon sa “Love is a Horror Story”

We held each other like we were the only people in the world. And then we kissed. Softly, at first. Then deeper. Desperate. Hungry. She whimpered into my mouth, her hands tangled in my shirt, and I knew—I knew she still loved me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Clara watching us from a distance, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears and a goofy smile on her face. When our kiss deepened and Lisa pressed her body flush against mine, Clara turned and ran off, laughing through her tears.

But when she is so close to him he can't restrain his feelings. Aadi lowered his head and captured her soft rose-like lips. When Kriti felt his cold thin lips on her, she blushed and slowly closed her eyes accepting his kiss. He slowly craned her neck to a side to dominate the kiss and his hand traveled to her thin waist. She circled her arms tightly on his neck and clutched his shirt. He was sucking her lips like candy, he pried open her lips to explore more inside, sensing his tongue, she opened her mouth to give him more excess. His kiss was not rough or fast, it was calm soothing, and gentle, full of love and assurance. His warm embrace and cold lips were calming her nerves and she was d

Febri is a simple figure who is far from handsome and ideal for Sintia, Febri is the son of an official in the city of Sintia, even the teacher or school principal is still a family that Febri often uses as a shield if Sintia wants to break up. It's true that Febri is dear, indeed Febri is kind to Sintia, but arrogant and stubborn and restrained for Sintia who is not free to choose friends, friends and even TTM. 3 years, like it or not, like it or not, being special friends with Febri. The high school love story that Sintia hoped for didn't go according to her dreams and only became an illusion. College, is the third opportunity to know what is called true love. And opportunities are open be

{Dear Readers, I'm Apologying for adding this short story here in this book. Actually I am lacking 3k words in completing the words target that's why I did this. "Bond of Hearts" book is a short story of two chapters of 6k words. Both chapters are merged in one for you to read. Please forgive me for this. Enjoy. Thanks for your time love and support. Lots of love hugs and kisses from ShineeSunshine} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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maybe not just friends more than friends but less than a couple! I knew one thing from a very young age I wanted a love story of my own like my parents. My parents' story was quite fascinating for me. My father fall in love with my mother in Delhi when he was going to the "Supreme Court" for some work. Back then my mother was a school teacher at a school in Delhi. They met in a restaurant in Delhi, the place was crowded at that time my mother was waiting for Malhotra uncle and my father was waiting for his colleague. Apparently, only one table was available at that time and there was raining outside so, they had to share a table and Baba started the conversation with Ma, Ma was nervous at fi

“ they’ve been married for 30 years, till today they are still so inlove “ Tom whispered, that’s amazing, that’s the kind of love I want, I turned to look at Tom on my side he was looking at me too, with assurance and encouragement in his eyes, I smiled, we don’t need to say the words but we both know what we have in our minds. .” Oh my Sir and madam we didn’t see you there" Maria exclaimed with a blush on her face, I had the urge to laugh but I didn’t want the poor women’s face to turn redder than it already is, Antony’a eyes were on his wife they had a hint if laughter, such a sweet man. Tom introduced me to the couple they were friendly and easy to get along with, we had breakfast togethe