Farewell My Lovely Book Novels & Stories

"I'll remember our game earlier... forever!" Jack smiled shyly. He turned and faced Mifha and hugged her tightly. "Did I play to impress you so much?" Mitha nodded and then licked Jack's chest which was still open, because the shirt he was wearing had not been fully buttoned. "I'm going to miss this." "Sure, I'm the same," said Jack, starting to get carried away with sensual temptations from Mitha but his mind was no longer calm. Not because of the lust that returned to its peak, but because of other things that still lead to Reo.

I said, and meant it, "I don't want you to get bored of it just yet." "I'll never get bored of it." He opened his eyes and the emotion that shone there nearly made my knees buckle. "I love you, too," he whispered back, the most glorious words I had ever heard. I leaned in and kissed him. Finally. It was short, and sweet, an implication that we had all the time in the world. So I pulled back, looking at the boy who made me want to really live, looking into his eyes which swam with a thousand shades of blue, and said, "Let's go home."

Come back to me…" His gaze burned with such intensity it almost seemed to scorch him. Serena could see his bloodshot eyes shimmering with tears. Forrest followed closely behind, dressed impeccably, but the exhaustion on his face was evident. He held a bouquet of vibrant red roses, and his shirt was now buttoned all the way to the neck, something he'd never done before. With a smile he thought was his best, Forrest stepped toward Serena, trying to please her. "Serena, I prepared these roses for you. Do you like them? I know you love roses, so I bought a piece of land in the south of the city and turned it into a rose garden just for you. Will you become the lady of that garden?"

After the trip, I’ll think of what to call you that’s not ‘diary’ or ‘journal’. So, yeah, I’m still your girl, with a tinge of delusion and anger, Nectar Diza Lupin. PLAYLIST. Golden Brown (Elliot Sutton) Slowed Best Part – The Very Last Dance. The End. APPRECIATION. I just want to say a big thank you to all the readers who have seen my book worthy of their time; who have spent coins and voted for the books. Thank you for reaching this stage, and for finally saying goodbye to this book baby of mine with me.

The Perfect day. Some say "True love is like a rare gem, once it is found, it can never be truly lost". As I look back on my life and my years of living in England, with the one who has always held my heart. I feel the faint heartache and yearning. I remember that day well, the last day of my life. I sat in my lounge chair, enjoying the cool air of a London morning, on my balcony, looking at my beautiful wife and with a warm feeling of contentment fill me. I still remember our words that morning, it will forever be in my soul.

She didn’t feel awkward or nervous. They were awkward around each other at first but then it was all okay, now they talked to each other without feeling awkward and that was great. “I know you saw me yesterday.” He spoke, she who was writing in her register now, dropped her pen and looked at him. “In the graveyard, I know. You’re probably curious about why I was there right?” There he goes again reading my mind. She thought, too shocked to even speak. “Everything in a good time, Lillian. Trust me it’s always better that way,” he said, without waiting for her to confirm whether what he said was the truth or not.

No matter how much you try to make up for it, you're no longer the man I once loved. "Every time I see you, I remember you and Kristy together. I feel disgusted. I've already used a magic potion to break our true mate bond. We'll never be true mates again." I pulled the severance letter from my pocket and handed it to him. "This is the severance letter I wrote. It states that I am officially no longer your mate. You're free to choose any she-wolf as your Luna. From this moment on, we're done. Let's never see each other again, okay?"

I heard Jonathan's sobs behind me, but I didn't look back. When the welcome speech for the event ended, I was invited to say a few words on stage. As I took my place, the lights converged and fell on me. Half a year ago, I was trapped in a loveless marriage and played the role of a wife whose heart was broken by her husband every night. There was a time when I thought I wouldn't make it through to see the next day. However, I hadn't realized how big the world was until I left Jonathan, the root of all my sorrows.

Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters. Thank you for allowing me to share this story with you. May the essence of Perfect Love lingers in your hearts long after the last word. With all my love, Clara J. Stari

I lay there, entranced by his peaceful visage, feeling waves of love wash over me, until the gentle embrace of sleep claimed me too. ~~~~ Hey there lovelies, I hope Y'all are enjoying this book. Please vote and comment if you do. I'll really appreciate it.