And Love Is The Name Novels & Stories

“Sei tutto per me, Amore mio.” As we sat there, enveloped in the warmth of our conversation, the weight of each name settled upon us. Isabella, with its timeless elegance. Gia, with its vibrant energy. And Mireya, with its profound sense of wonder and gratitude. Each name held its own allure, but it was Mireya that resonated deeply within our souls. We remained there, just holding each other in silence as we were driven home, knowing that we had found the name that encapsulated the essence of our journey. Mireya—it became the symbol of the extraordinary love that brought us together, the love that now created a new life.

She said in a sad tone. "Tori." Amber called when she realized that they just had an argument for no good reason and even though they weren't mad at each other, she had just made her best friend sad. "I guess mine's okay because I always haven't believed in love but you, you are Tori, lovely Tori, who fucking loves love and it's disappointing that you don't love love anymore." She said watching Tori look at the paper in her hands like she was reading them but she obviously wasn't.

In every picture of the two of them, the love appeared genuine, and there was no sign of the lie which Mikee tirelessly insisted he was living with her. "There are times in life when you have to do things, not for yourself, but for the people around you. Loving Sandra is easy, even easier when I imagine it's you that I'm looking at and not her." "Me? Ha. Like I believe that." I could fall for his words, not when this was goodbye, and not when I was leaving without having told him the secret I was supposed to have told him. "Believe what you like, Aria, but I love you." And it's surprising just how much damage those words can do to a person.

The first picture is their two hands holding each other, as you can clearly see their wedding rings, then the background is the super many padlocks. The next picture on the collage is the two of them, the girl is bowing and the guy is kissing the girl's forehead, they are holding hands and they look super sweet. Next photo is them locking the padlock on my wall and the last photo says it all, kissing they and the background are the padlocks. I also read the caption and hashtags in the post before I uploaded my I*******m. "Our love for each other will be forever locked." Then my padlock icon.

I love you. *

Wait a minute, he is on a date and his love book is missing so could it be. He smiled as he put one and one together. "My name is Love. I am the god of love and what about you." He gave a gorgeous smile to Giselle who blinked. "My name is Giselle. I am...." "Get lost. We are a little busy right now." Hyun wrapped his arm around his bride and pulled her to a side while the god of love saw them leaving and then took a sniff. "A h... l o v e... i s... i n.. t h e... a i r."

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 ? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 🤭

Love and family. THE END

L-O-V-E That would be the center. That would be the first thing our baby saw above their crib. Not power. Not money. Not legacy. Just love. It took longer than I thought—because I wasn’t in a hurry. And maybe for the first time in my life, I didn’t want to rush anything. The next morning, I left the nameplate in the nursery, propped on the windowsill. When Isadora saw it, she didn’t speak at first. She just stared. Then she reached out, touched the grooves of the letters, and said, “You made this?”

Love you all💞💞 Brought to you all by Authoress Kamara. Kisses💋💋. Muah💋💋.