El Amor Verdadero Existe Novels & Stories

"You can do whatever you wish, but I will still say the truth Veronica. You can force the love, but it doesn't last for too long. Only true love prevails.if you continue doing this, you are definitely going to pay dearly for it." "I don't fucking care. I want Dante to listen to everything I tell him. I want his love to be just for me alone, and wherever he lays his hand on his mate, Victoria, he should feel hotness similar to larva. He should love me alone and nobody else."

So dangerous, so beautiful so so. I never thought l could ever in my lifetime ask for something like that. But if l have to die this moment l should thake this only chance to take this opportunity. It is better to die this way than regretting when l am a spirit that l did not even date. For most when we are far in this century where love is no longer an achievement but something so normal for normal people. I felt his breath on my neck as it mingled with mine. Watching him look in my eyes with an expressionless face made me want to try it more. He is looking so damn hot. Ughh l wish we were in a club right now..

said Vania "I love you Vania and I think it's not enough to be 1 or 2 years old to realize that you've fallen on your soul mate, you just have to look into her eyes and guess it." said Zed "Oh, is that really you talking?" asked Vania "There are only two of us it seems to me." answered Zed "Hmm, it goes straight to my heart. But I prefer that we still give each other time before considering the best and the worst" said Vania

It was raw, unpolished, and filled with all the emotions he couldn’t say out loud. Lara froze for a heartbeat, caught off guard by the intensity of it, but then she melted into him, her hands instinctively rising to his chest. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her palms, matching the rapid beat of her own. The kiss wasn’t perfect, but it didn’t need to be. It spoke of everything Hades couldn’t put into words—his fear, his pain, his desperate hope for something good amidst the chaos of his life. When they finally pulled apart, his forehead rested against hers, his breath warm against her skin. “I… I don’t know how to do this,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

Ann is acting as if nothing is happening and I am glad she is not pressurizing me to tell her what is happening. Two nights ago, I was trying to convince myself that there is nothing between Antonio and me so it will be easy to say the same thing to others who are suspicious of us. But now, I know and I can not deny the fact that there is something between us. Something beautiful. Springing up like flowers. This is my Father's definition of true love. True love is like a flower that needs to be watered with trust, faith, understanding, patience, loyalty, and honesty. If it is not watered, it might die but when watered, it begins to grow daily.

I still couldn’t tell after five years of this man driving me around if he actually liked me or not. As I opened the door, I could hear her laugh. They were in the kitchen. The sight in front of me made my heart sad. He had his hands around her waist, smiling at her with the most caring look on his. They hadn’t realised I was back yet. So I snuck past the door. I was about to make my way upstairs when I heard the words that changed my life forever.

“But who kissed me?” “Hey!” Smile dropping, Allera swung out to slap the side of his arm. “I did, you buffoon.” “You?” He swung back to her, his eyes wide. “But… How? You already had a one true love. And your mark… It’s gone.” A sly grin took over her features. “It’s not unheard of to have multiple true loves, you know. Rare, but not impossible. Losing Jazon might’ve made my mark disappear, which in turn didn’t alert me to you when we met, but the power behind true love doesn’t stop just because there’s no mark.” With a shrug, she sent us all a bemused grin. “And here, I always thought it would be cool to have more than one true love.”

"No matter how I treated you before, you always forgave me. Why can't you forgive me this time?" Her last words turned into a desperate scream. This time, Carter didn't reply. When he finally spoke again, his calm gaze carried a faint sadness. "Because I've realized that I might have loved the wrong person for the past eight years." He had fallen in love with the Misty of eight years ago—not the Misty who had become unrecognizable after marriage as she grieved the loss of Zach. His words were like a dagger, cutting straight to the heart. He had ruthlessly brushed off their past eight years together.

In the end, he lowered his guard and said in a cold tone, "Avery, it’s enough!" Seeing that I still remained silent, he stood up in frustration and even let go of Scarlett's hand. "Can you stop being unreasonable? I told you that Scarlett and I are just friends. If you stop watching those short videos about whether a man truly loves you for just one day, your mind won't be filled with all the nonsense in a romantic relationship. It's really annoying." Speaking calmly, I tried to make myself clear. "Last night, I encountered a murderer in the demolition area and almost lost my life. Do you believe me?"