Geek Love Novels & Stories

"Nia, what do you think is important for a woman? To love or be loved?" "Loved, sir, because according to Nia that woman is a queen. The queen doesn't deserve to be chased, right? The queen deserves to be chased, the queen can't hold hands with just anyone, right, sir? There are only certain people who can do it." The fierce lecturer smiled, very sweet. "Nia, do you want to be my first and last love?" Jleb! I choked, accidentally swallowing a small piece of ice. That lecturer? Is he sane? Ah, it's really crazy that I'm around him like this.

Like he had been holding his breath until that moment. And in that kiss, I felt it how dangerous love could be when it felt that good. By the third month, we’d made a promise. No matter what life threw at us, we’d fight for each other. He gave me a ring his mother’s, silver and small. It was a secret between us, hidden beneath the sleeve of my blouse. That night, we went too far or maybe we went just far enough. I gave him everything, my virginity. Not because he asked, but because I wanted to. Because it felt right. Sacred. I remember the way his fingers trembled, how gentle he was, how he asked, “Are you sure?” more times than I could count.

In the car, I asked Chase, "The Shaw family has deep roots and power in Weston. Aren't you afraid of getting dragged into this by taking me away?" Chase asked me back, "Aren't you worried I might be a bad person?" I paused. "No, I'm not. You've helped me before." Chase gave a small smile and poured me a glass of juice. "The Shaw family doesn't pose a threat to me. Don't worry." I took the juice and finally had time to look around the car. I remembered Ethan mentioning once that only five of these existed in the world, and he hadn't been able to buy one.

Small choices mattered more these days. She sat at the kitchen table wearing one of Owen’s old t-shirts, knees pulled up, watching steam curl from her mug. Morning light crept through the window, pale and tentative. She wondered when their love had become something that only lived in photos. Frozen smiles. Arms wrapped around each other for the sake of memory. Proof that at one point, this had meant something.

Laughter. Love.

"Clark!" He immediately raised the camera again and started crossing between the moving cars to reach them. Lana's eyes widened. Clark immediately pulled his hood over his head. "Shit." Clark cursed. "You weren't joking about being seen, huh?" Lana asked, baffled. She knew he'd been featured in a few magazines lately, mostly because the media had become obsessed with labeling him one of the most eligible bachelors in the tech industry. But he wasn't a movie star. She didn't realize people actually followed him around like one.

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

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Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

Love. END