Falling Lovers Novels & Stories

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The day after my twin sister died in an accident, I married her fiancé, the man who was supposed to be my brother-in-law. That very day, Mark Zeller printed thousands of copies of my sister's death report and told everyone I was the real murderer. Because of this, everyone despised me, and my parents immediately disowned me. After we got married, he was constantly in the tabloids with his flings and brought countless women home. He'd make me stand by the bedroom door, listening to them making love. Then, after he was done, he'd make me take photos of him and his lovers in bed. I silently endured it all. My only request was to have a baby with him. Mark scoffed. "Gloria Hale, how can y

Over and over, he hit spots only he could manage to find. As I crashed, I opened my eyes just in time to see Kai falling over with feral intensity. He yelled my name before he collapsed on top of me, consuming me with his mouth. All consuming. And then it hit me. I knew what we were. Lovers. But did it make the situation any better?

“Jack- damn- wait!” -- They managed to catch up with Jack and get the ring back. Although disappointed, he said he understood because it was a gift from her ‘lover’. Althea was plainly… Speechless. She shoved the box again to him and shouted that he should go and sell it right away. She also drilled it in his head numerous times that they are NOT lovers. They never were and they will never be.

They pretended not to care and they told themselves that where there is love, there is a way. As if it was not enough when it was time for holidays they had to sneak around so as not to rise any suspicions since they knew they needed time to introduce their families to their new lives in a polite way. On the other hand they wished they could just divulged the news and face the consequences after. People in their communities were hating each other to the core of their bones. They were not even allowed to visit each other not under any circumstances. So, Romeo and Julius had to sneak around to see each other. It became a habit for then to visit each other during the night.

An hour later, I can feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks. I just read an upsetting story and it made me cry. Why would she leave him like that? It's a novel made by an author named Hope, a romance, a slice of life genre. Volume one is about how the blind girl and her man fell in love but in the end, the girl disappeared, she left him! Without even saying goodbye! Is that what happened to Adam? He just left me hanging? I snorted while my tears occupy the spaces in my eyes. We aren’t lovers, why am I even relating myself into this? I heard the door creaked and it was my Zach.

I never imagined the two of them would use work as an excuse to spend every night together. They stayed in the office, in hotels, in the car… Even in the home Zayne and I shared as husband and wife, they left behind traces of their affair. For the sake of our family, I swallowed my pride and pain. I tried every trick in my book to win Zayne back. Looking back now, I realize I was being ridiculous. Once a man's heart had drifted off elsewhere, it would never return. In my previous life, I deliberately got myself completely soaked in the rain so that I would run a high fever. I did it to stop Zayne and Reagan from going on that business trip to the border.

I wanted to drown out the ticking of the clockwork heart with the sound of our breathing. The intimacy was explicit in its vulnerability. We weren't just lovers; we were the only two witnesses to a world that no longer existed. In the heat of that room, surrounded by the white silence of the Alps, we weren't the Shark and the Saint. We were Julian and Clara. We were Jinyan and Panni. We were the only thing left of the fire. I felt him shudder against me, his forehead resting on mine, his eyes dark with an emotion he couldn't name. He looked terrified, and in that terror, he was more beautiful than he had ever been in the Macau neon.

There was a flutter neither of them could control, but also a comfort that made time seem to slow down. As they slowly parted from the kiss, their foreheads rested together, their breaths still mingling. "I love you," Rafael whispered. Aurora gave a faint smile. "I love you too." And that night, the sky became a silent witness to a love that continued to grow-despite doubts, past wounds, and untold secrets. Amid all the burdens on their minds, they still found comfort in each other beneath the quiet night sky. *_*

--- THE LOVERS' NIGHT Arthur found her later on the hill, overlooking the charred sanctuary. “I can’t do this,” she whispered. “Yes, you can.” “I’m breaking.” He pulled her into his arms. “Then let me be your glue.” Under the open sky, the two shared their first night—not in lust, but in desperate love. A sacred consummation beneath the stars, with vows unspoken but deeply understood. Whatever was coming—they would face it as one. --- THE BEGINNING OF THE END In the secret chamber of the Council, the final scroll was unsealed.