A True Love Stories Novels & Stories

She looks so fragile in that moment. So this is what he likes? My eyes snap to hers. The look in her eyes says otherwise. Love? “I’m not sure you’re capable of that, Sharon,” I say. “You only know how to love yourself.” Silence settles between us. Cold. Final. “We’re over,” I say, pulling the ring off my finger and throwing it at him. I pick up my purse. My luggage. And walk toward the door. “You’re unlovable, Anastasia,” Tristian says behind me. “Men don’t like women like you.”

“I don’t believe a single word he said. Because I know men like him. I know how they twist the truth, how they paint themselves as the good guy and make the person they hurt look like the villain, just so they don’t have to take responsibility for their own mistakes. And then I saw you. I watched you work hard every single day, even after you left him. I watched you stay kind, stay soft, even when people are cruel to you, even when life is so hard you can barely stand. There is no way a woman like you would ever leave a good man without a very good reason.” Tears finally spilled over and ran down my cheeks, hot and fast. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. No one had ever defended me like this. N

Love is something special we all deserve to be loved ,we come across bad people but our human nature allows us to love again.Nomatter how hurting it might be sometimes we move on and love again. Loving feels great ,makes one so happy,it makes one explore more.We all want to love and be loved everyone deserves happiness.This story is about a graduate by the name Lucinda who is going to get a job at a firm who never believed in love until she met a very good looking man who gave her true love.He showed her that really love shouldnt hurt,he had his imperfections but he tried so hard to be good for her always she finally fell in love and since then she believed in love.

“Okay, then explain it to me again, because from what I remember you telling me about it, it’s just about how like love is like a sticky note.” “Close,” I begin explaining, “he said that love can be written on crumpled stationery, written on sticky notes wedged between the pages of a book or stuck on a fridge door, or baked into the edges of a chiffon cake. The point is that love takes different forms but the common thing about is that people like talking about it. Kind of like how we always end up interacting with it in some way, and we are all obsessed with it on some sort of level.”

But I'm breaking into pieces and it felt so familiar. This scene is just like when my mother died. I'm seeing myself to him. My poor husband. I'm sorry for leaving you alone but I left you a great gift. They will surely love you as they long for a parent's love. Give them all the love they deserve. Through them, you will be filled with love including mine. "You will always be in here." I pointed where my heart is located. My eyes are getting heavy. I'm really sleepy. "In our next life.... Let's have a.... Diffe...rent plot of love story. L-let's find each other." He caress my cheeks and kissed my lips.

I responded. "This your killer shape, I'm obsessed with it and your beautiful face. I keep wondering what is a goddess doing in a place like this," he said, admiring me with lustful eyes. Of course in the last two years since I started dating there has been no real love all they did was love my body. Not my heart, my soul or even intelligence. All of them loved my body and when I didn't agree to have sex with them there would be a break up soon, not out of anything I'm being accused of but just because I didn't feed their fantasies.

Love and family. THE END

Marcus from hiking gives the first toast. "To Elena and Damien. Who prove that the best love stories aren't the easy ones. They're the ones where two people refuse to give up on each other. Where they do the work. Where they choose each other again and again and again. Congratulations, you two. You've earned this happiness." Clara goes next. "To my sister and her husband. Thank you for showing me that real love requires courage. The courage to stay. The courage to be honest. The courage to believe that broken people can build beautiful things. I love you both."

One True Love Copyright © 2018 by Linda Kage This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses or establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book—except in the case of brief quotations in reviews—may be used, reproduced, or translated without written permission of the author. Contact Information: linda@lindakage.com

The impact was just right, David and Christine slowly drifted apart. Sam was also keeping a close eye on Christine's family arranging any blind dates for her.If he saw any potential love rival coming in his way then he would find a way to inform Christine's family on that guy's bad qualities.It was not like that all such guys had bad quality but is not there a saying , everything is fair in love and war.He would give fake news to her family.After doing all this, he got to know that she has a close male friend from high school.How could he keep his head cool?