College Love Stories Novels & Stories

I smiled, selected a romantic film with a same-sex storyline, and sat down beside him as the movie began to play in soft hues across the room. The film unfolded through four short stories, each portraying love at different stages and in varying forms. The first story centered on two eighteen-year-old high school students, each quietly noticing the other from afar, bound by the awkward beauty of young attraction. In the shared spaces of their school, they observed each other, hearts fluttering yet hesitant, neither daring to take the first step. They existed in a delicate balance, close yet distant, until graduation loomed, and they finally confessed their feelings. Only then did they realize

It'll surely reveal a huge portion of my back. While I'm dressing up, I can't help but process the fact that Adam has never been in love before. Is he saying the truth? Or he's trying to make it all up? He can't be lying. I know for sure he has sincerely said that. One can never make up when it comes never being in love. If they have been. They will say the truth. It would be such a shame to lie for such a thing. It brings out a nervous piece of shake inside me knowing I have been but I totally forgot the feeling. It's not kike it would be the same with Adam. People have different ways of falling in love with it. I hate to even call it falling. I rather say I'm feeling in love.

That’s a beautiful story with a happy ending D. I : "We really missed your wedding D! But I am happy that you got your first crush! Now should I say first love?" R : "That's definitely a childhood love! The waves between them are so strong! That’s why they got pulled into a marriage!" M : "So finally you had a love marriage with your dad's approval! Our college seniors and other department boys that came after you are going to curse you! Hahaha!" D : "Manoj, that’s not funny! It’s not a love marriage! It’s love after marriage! And never

I don't even want to see the look on Lucy's face right now. Hello. I haven't been bothersome with the author's note, I know a lot of readers don't fancy that but that doesn't mean I'm not going to ask for the votes and comments, please, that's literally all that w*****d writers ask you in return for the hours they spend on writing. (Except for the paid ones) I'm presently sixteen and it's hard to keep up with writing and carrying on with my teenage life. Y'all can relate. But here I am pleasing you, I hope you like the story so far, I promise it gets better.

"You know I don't care about men. I have no desire to find love. What's love anyway? Just a way to make a woman depend on a man so he can break her heart." Natalia had fallen in love during her first year of college. She was still hurting from the loss of her parents when a senior took an interest in her. She had been so lonely that she was blinded by the attention he had given her. After they'd been together for a couple of months, she decided to give in to him and have sex. The same day she was planning on surprising him, she was checking her social media account, which she was rarely on. She found a post of his where he was tracking how many freshmen he could have sex with before graduati

Not that it was too easy but was better than standing at a gaming stall all day talking to people and acting all polite. Their minds didn't function exactly alike but it was the smartest choice for people like them. The play organized by the college was about love. How it goes on and on even in afterlives. The story was about two soulmates in the present who fall in love despite their circumstances. They have a glimpse of their past lives, each time with different faces but the same feelings for each other. They both realize the truth through these glimpses of their past life that they never end up getting a happy ending, being cursed of living only for a few days happily after they confess,

Not a survival story. A love story. Finally, Fully Ours.

"Very okay." His eyes sparkled. The same eyes I fell in love with years ago. Only softer now. Filled with peace. We looked toward the house. Toward our children. Toward the life we'd built together. And I realized something. The greatest love stories aren't the ones that end after the wedding. They're the ones that continue long after. The ones built through ordinary days. Through challenges, forgiveness and growth. Through choosing each other over and over again. Liam reached for my hand.

“But most of all hyung, love is not an idea, it is something that you can feel. Never be in love with the idea that you are still in love with the person.” These words from Stefano keep playing in my mind like music. Am I?

"He's a definition of prince charming. Sweet, caring and everything a girl wants in a guy he has it. I met him at college and already date him for 3 years. I was happy.. really happy and I thought he's the one but turns out he cheated with my bestfriend Emma." "Like and Love will always hurt you in the end." "Not always. It makes you happy and make your life have more meaning to it. All your best friends already married and here you are still single." I turned to him. "I'm not capable of loving someone, people told me that I'm loveless, merciless and some people even asked me if my heart is dead." "You love your friends, am I right? That's love, why you're afraid not being capable?" "You don