Good Bye My Love Novel Novels & Stories

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

Slowly, she turned back, her face wet with tears, her voice trembling but steady. “I loved you once,” she whispered, her words like shards of glass piercing the night. Alex’s breath caught, his eyes widening with fragile hope, waiting for her to finish. It was clear her mind was made up even though there was still fragments of yearnings of her past feelings for Alex, still pulling at her. But then her voice hardened, sharp with the weight of her truth. “But that love died with your neglect.” Her words struck like a death sentence. Alex staggered back on his knees, his chest heaving, his mouth opening but no sound escaping.

His cloudy eyes looked at me, filled with something that felt like regret… or maybe longing. In the end, he did not come over. He only asked a little girl nearby to bring each of us a rose. They were wilted, probably picked out of a trash bin. The girl passed them to us and said, "That man over there asked me to tell you… he's sorry. He's going to die." Thora looked at the rose in her hand and asked me, "Mom… is that Dad? Is he going to die?" The little girl who delivered the message looked confused. "What does 'die' mean?"

"Goodbye, for now, my love. Please, remember me. I love you." My eyes hovered above the word "enter" on my IPad's keyboard, and I close my eyes, take one last deep breath before pressing my finger on it. I felt the sudden pain, the impact of the fire that engulfed the place as Dr. Jhero and the whole facility explodes. But then the pain immediately vanishes, as darkness swallowed me.

She thought, " Ok, before sunset" He nodded, "deal", and she nodded back. He then rose and left. She realized that all eyes were on her and that made her feel proud. That day, she made a good and quick sale. As she headed back home with her tray held inclined to her flank, she began to think about her relationship life so far. She realized she was so clingy, that she was maneuvered easily. She wanted to be careful next time, but it seemed her heart was already crossing the line for this new guy.

I am tongueless and felt deserted. His tears keep dropping on my face. "I'm sorry, Ylisha. I love you but goodbye," he whispered and I can't feel my body any longer. It started to become weaker. So, before I lose consciousness. I smiled at him and told him, "Don't cry, I'm the one who must say sorry, I love you too," I whispered in a very weak voice, and blood began to flow out from my mouth.

Hello everybody!! Thank you for reading this book. I appreciate the time you spent on this journey with me. I feel a mixture of emotions now—both happy and sad. Happy because I successfully completed this book, and sad because the journey has come to an end. The lesson of this book is that true love is strong and marriage is precious. Try to understand your spouse, take their hand, and face life's difficulties together. Please follow me and stay tuned for my new book. [Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Fogiveness] With love, Jeje Romanzoo

he asks again before taking another notice on the book. "okay, I recently finished reading Love Between Us. it is romance novel about a girl or let say a woman who got betrayed by her best friend and husband, but falls in love with another married man but he ends up breaking her heart by leaving her and moving to a different country after his wife died. She became a spiteful woman and literally hated men" I rant to him. " Well and how did you feel about the book" he asks

"Attempt 100: If he still doesn’t care, and my parents still don’t love me, then maybe I’ll stop trying since no one in this world sees me." Tears welled up. Had I really loved him this much? Was I really that broken? Maybe forgetting was a gift. I placed the journal into my suitcase. This part of my life was going with me, but it wouldn’t define me anymore. Then, my phone rang. "Zoe, don’t forget to attend Yvonne’s birthday party the day after tomorrow. Bring a gift," my mother's voice instructed. I started to protest, but she cut me off. "8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late."

“Hate lasts longer than love. The only thing I want is never to have anything to do with you again, in this life or the next. “If you manage to survive this, don’t ever show up in front of me again, Yaron.” Then, I pulled my dress free from his grasp and walked away without looking back.