Famous Love Story Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her breath hitched. "Finn?" she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of hope and heartbreak. "Is that you?" The figure didn't move nor answer. She scrambled off the bed, her vision swimming as she rushed toward him. She threw her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. "It’s really you... you came home. You miss me, right? You finally realized I’m here?" She started trailing her hands over his firm chest, her touch frantic and starved. "Do you have any idea how much I hate this? How much I hate you for leaving me alone in that bed? I’m your wife, Finn. I’m right here..."

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

A girl asked behind Imogen. "I was just looking around" She answered. "Alright, take your time, miss" The girl smiled and left. Imogen wandered around the bookstore, looking at every shelf for a book to read until her eyes found one. "Longing For A Woman" She called out and reached for it, but a voice stopped her and took it before she could. "Longing For A Woman, written by Emma stones, is a story that tells the tale of two women falling in love and parting," A man said while Imogen moves back, a bit uncomfortable.

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He hooked his finger on the spine of a particularly old-looking volume and removed it, extending it toward her. Lily gripped the book in her hands, running her palm over the old leather cover. It was a book of retellings of classic Greek myths. She opened the book to somewhere in the middle, reading the header on the brown, aged page. “‘Orpheus and Eurydice,’” she read. “A love story,” he commented. “A tragic one.”

That woman nearly destroyed me once. Never again. I walked toward the large window overlooking the ocean while old memories slowly returned. Selene and I were high school sweethearts. Back then, I was stupidly in love with her. Completely obsessed. She was beautiful even as a teenager. Long blonde hair. Perfect smile. Every man wanted her. But she chose me. At least, I thought she did. Everything changed after graduation when she found out she was pregnant with Amelia. I still remember the fear in her eyes the day she told me.

“It's true. We've been together for a while now. I hope you find the one you're looking for.” Still rubbed off words, Barbara left them. “Umph,” said Jules, unwinding her arms from Leo's neck. Leo found himself reaching for her again. “Come, Alofa.” Wordlessly, she went, and she didn't correct him on his use of the endearment. He pulled her into his cool-down room. “I told you not to call me Alofa.” “I'm sorry. I can't seem to help myself, ” he said, now coming to kneel in front of her, voice eager with yearning. “I want to call you Alofa now and forever. I just want a chance. Just one.”

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

For now, I would try to relax. While choosing from some of the novels that Karen left here, I was glad that I still knew how to read. Mom said that what I picked was the one Karen kept on reading beside me for the past two weeks. My friend told Mom that it was indeed my favorite love story. It was about a romantic couple that stood the test of time. The guy hurt his girlfriend so much, but in the end, love proved that it conquers everything. The woman was able to forgive him for what he had done. After all, the past would be forever in the past, and nothing or no one could ever change that.

It seems a good place to be. He steps behind me and kisses the side of my temple. "Nope. This is just the beginning. True love stories never end." END OF VOLUME FIVE: HACK This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The author recognizes the trademarks and copyrights of all registered products and works mentioned within this work.