Apocalypse Love Story Novels & Stories

His light disappears to be replaced by dragon scales and wings as he begins to metamorphosis. Lucifer and I thrust and parry as I try to stab him through the heart. Somehow, he manages to trap me in his arms, his breath caressing my neck as he mutters, “I love you, and I will love you after death.” A crack forms in my eyes at his words, but I continue to struggle in his hold. “You are mine, Apolliana. If I had stayed in heaven, I would have made love to you and taken care of all of your needs as it was my right.”

The cosmic ballet accelerated, a whirlwind of emotions propelling them toward an inevitable collision of hearts and destinies. As they hurtled towards the cosmic climax, their love became a beacon in the tumultuous cosmic storm. "In this dance of destiny, our love will illuminate the cosmos," vowed the Male Lead, sealing their fate in the pages of the cosmic saga. The nexus, now a witness to their fervent romance, guided them towards a fast-paced crescendo that promised to etch their love into the very fabric of the universe.

He said. "Baby, how are you feeling today"? "I am fine". Replied Angela. Bryan continued in an apologetic mode... "My love... please kindly let go of what has been transpiring between us. Please..." "Pls remember the good old days of our love that we shared together, and all we went through before we finally became man and wife. The trauma...the pains...just name it"! "You know I love you so much, and I am not feeling comfortable, hurting and putting you in this kind of condition. It does not go well with me". He said and continued in tears...

he said in a tone that reeked of amusement. “He’s not inadequate. He’s also not former!” I cried out. “No, my love. There is a code … a law if you will… amongst vampires. Impregnating a mortal is as good as marrying them. He may have been your lover, but he is no more. You belong to me, my beauty,” he replied in a firm, yet sultry tone. “What? What are you… What?” I stammered. My mind was reeling. “No! You can’t… no… I… we love each other.”

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.”

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.

Our breathing finally slowed and he rolled to his side. He kissed my cheek, then rested his face close to mine. I looked into his dark eyes, they pulled me in like a black hole, magnetic. He smiled, “Be my girlfriend, Vittoria.”

Aphrodite hovered nearby, barefoot despite the falling debris, her body luminous, lips painted like the fires above, hair drifting in the currents like it obeyed a gravity all its own. “You should’ve stayed dead,” Vaethea hissed, dodging a wave of molten light that liquefied a drone midair. Sparks showered like raindrops on cracked asphalt. “And you should’ve stayed kind,” Aphrodite replied softly, cruelly, flicking her fingers and watching a whole office tower crumble into granular dust that scattered like sand in the wind. The streets below were a chaos of collapse. Civilians ran, some trapped beneath overturned vehicles, others screaming into digital voids as their comms failed, signals l

he cried. I felt Lorenzo's shoulders shake as I stood there immobile. I shut my eyes tightly as I tried to stop my heart from sinking back in the mud. Two years ago, I was dreaming of this. Lorenzo, crying in my shoulders, apologizing and regretting all the d*mn things he did to me. Two freaking years ago, I imagined him crying his eyes out while confessing to me how much he loved me. It seemed to be just wishful thinking, but now that it was happening, those dreams had already vanished and I was no longer asking for it anymore.

Lydia exclaimed not wanting to believe as she was shocked. "Why are you shocked, I thought you said you didn't love him when you broke up with him some years ago, so it's natural for someone else to like him as you didn't like him," he teased his daughter. Lydia's face turned red from embarrassment, she had felt shocked when her father had told her that Alex and Rachel were lovers, she still had some faint feelings for Alex so she was shocked, although she could not describe the feelings she had towards him, she felt it was love, during the last four years, she realized how greatly she had missed him, cause after their graduation, she and James had separated going their different ways, even