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It looked like Nick intended to uphold that tradition with or without Alison’s approval. She smiled as she thought of the push and pull that went on between Alison and Nick. True love often started on shaky ground. At lead it did with her and late husband, Jimmy. They were young when they met and butted heads often before he broke down and kissed her. After that, it was love and marriage. It was her belief that the developing of solid ground from shaky ground was what made for a firm and lasting relationship. She heaved a sigh as she thought of how warm Jimmy’s embrace was on cold nights and how masterful he was in the bedroom. She missed her brave husband who died defending her and the

“Eason, Nyla, and Sarah will be receiving the extra credit. The second-place contestants will receive half as much extra credit as the winning team.” The other students eyed them angrily, and suddenly Nyla felt uncomfortable. Apparently feeling the same, Eason grabbed her arm and turned her around. “Let’s get out of here. I know they have a great library. Let's go see it.” The three of them toiled away the time until dinner in the library, each trying to come up with a more ridiculous book than the others. Nyla didn’t have any clue how she won, but her book How to Make Bikinis for Lemurs was the undisputed champion. It took several minutes for Eason’s giggles to stop.

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

She crawled her fingers towards it and grabbed the book. "Ok, so I am gonna read this thing. Whatever the shit it is called." Shama said taking a deep breath. She opened the book. It was written- "Love is a beautiful thing. But sometimes we don't understand if we are in love or not. So the first thing I am going to tell you is 9 signs which show you are in love. Whenever that person is around you your heart will beat fast." Shama looked down at the garden Ansh was still there. Shama's heart started beating faster. She held her hands against her heart and continued reading.

Something that is abrupt or quick, one that has their love prevailing at all costs. "Sadly in most books, yes." She sighed, not looking happy, "but you see that's not healthy." "So why do you read them?" "We all need an escape, don't we? To believe that these obsessive kinds of love will sweep us off our feet. Dreamy blue eyed gods falling in love with mere mortals." I nodded sadly. Our story is similar quite alright. The bus had come to a stop and as we came down she pressed a hardcover book in my hand and ran off.

Everlasting Love is a book that talks about the undying love of Emeka for Rose who was his school mates. It shows that destiny can never be denied, even though Rose never gave him a chance to prove his love for her, Emeka was still persistent and never gave up, Rose never accepted because of the obvious different financial status quo between them. While Emeka was from a rich home, Rose was from a poor home, as a result, Rose didn't want to associate herself with Emeka in order not to be seen as a gold digger.

THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you all for supporting me. I wouldn't have completed this story without your likes, follows, and comments. Thank you once again. "Love Is An Experiment" is part of "The Love Series." It's the first book in the series. The next book in the series, "Love Is Not An Obsession," is Sarah's story. As the title suggests, you can already guess what it's about. 🌚🌚🌹 I'm unsure which platforms the next book will be available on, but if you're interested, follow my F******k author page (Dzniellaa Ayd) for updates.

I love you," darling. I then answered, "I love you too!." “Cheers to our anniversary!” Then his lips met mine gently, slowly and full of emotion. At that moment, the fluorescent lights, the paperworks , documents , emails and files all faded. All I could think of was the feeling of the warmth of the mouth on mine , the softness of his breath, and the way he made my knees weak, giving me butter flies in my belly. I pulled back feeling shy and my cheeks flushed.

He had a unique way of reassuring me, of making me feel safe, even when uncertainties threatened to take over. Snug in his arms, I allowed myself to wallow in memories, the stories of how we met, fell in love, and built a life together. Every chapter of our story reminded me that our relationship was rooted in love, trust, and mutual respect. As I reflected on those moments, I realized that love was not just a word, but a driving force that propelled us to overcome obstacles and build a better future. My daughter, sleeping peacefully, was a living manifestation of that love, a testament to our mutual commitment.

I’m never like this, I don’t care about others then why her? When we arrived at the cemetery, I was stunned, I didn’t expect her to come to the cemetery. Was that the reason why she was whimpering? And with the way she looked at me today, the tears and pain I saw in her eyes made me wonder if that’s how it feels when you lose someone you love. I have never loved before so I don’t know how it feels. I canceled my plans and drove back to the cemetery, I can’t leave her alone at least not when she’s all sad. When I got there, I saw her seated in front of a grave that says ‘AMELIA IAN SINCLAIR