I Do Love Him Novels & Stories

Having just arrived at the mysterious and apparently well-put-together Timber Creek School of Fine Arts, a timid nerd by the name of Porter Austin Fulton finds himself out of sorts as much as he had ever been back in his former hometown. That was until he found himself bunking in the infamous Bungalow 13 where the rebellious and the loud had been housed due to a lack of space in his originally chosen dorm. Of the most prominent rebels in the school, The most infamous of the offenders in terms of rebellion and loudness, Conri F. Rollins, or "Conway" as everyone called him,unfortunately for Porter they are forced to become bunkmates and he finds out the hard way what moonlight does to a high profile college wrestling jock.

"Mr.Anan, what if I agree to marry you?", she asked. Anan stood up without saying anything. She gave a confused look. "Let's go and register", said Mr.Anan, leaving her speechless. "Let's keep our marriage a secret", she asked him. He thought for a while. "Until one year.", he said to which she simply nodded. She was a beauty, who had a terrible IQ. But she was a kind-hearted person which made her life miserable. But her life changed after Anan entered her life. Mr.Anan Mishra, one of the top young businessmen and the grandson of the top businessman, Mr. Rajesh Mishra, the founder of "MEDIA SCORE". Mr. Anan was a dream boy to every girl. He was the main content for the paparazzi. And numerous rumors were flying about Mr. Anan. Did she know a tragedy awaiting her... a known forgotten truth is going to change everything...? P.S: The characters and the description is complete fiction. I hope you guys will enjoy the plot without bringing up the logic and facts😁😅💜

Princess Georgette Colucci was blessed by the Moon Goddess. That’s what everyone says. She’s not only a gorgeous young lady, but she also knows who her fated mate is: Alpha Asheron Blues, the future King of the Blues Pack. Their bond brought their two packs together after years of never-ending war. Everyone was happy for them… until tragedy struck. Alpha Asheron died in battle before he could mark his fated mate, leaving behind a devastated Princess Georgette. But the Moon Goddess decided to bless Georgette a second time. Enter Prince Cain Kallistar, the second son of the Kallistar Pack. Georgette’s childhood best friend. He comes back home after years of traveling around the world and it immediately becomes evident for everyone: Cain and Georgette are fated mates. Second chance mates. Georgette has a hard time dealing with the fact that she’s falling in love all over again while she’s still mourning the loss of Asheron… only to find out… Alpha Asheron never died. He’s still very much alive and he wants his fated mate back, even if he has to compete for her. Because that’s what the United Packs Council decided: the two Alphas fated to Princess Georgette must compete for her love. She will decide on one by the end of the month. But how could Georgette decide on just one? She wants them both.

Bianca Drayce is a 17-year-old who lost her mother when she was born and was raised by her father. He always is there for her and showed nothing but love to her. What she don’t is that her father is keeping a secret not only about her mother, but also about her. Sadly, he becomes very ill, and she needed to find a way to save his life. So, with her best friend Calida boyfriend help to summon the demon king Asmodeus to ask him for help, but in return she will give him something in return. Asmodeus is the king of all demons, and his cousin Lucifer is not liking the idea of him being king. Lucifer plans to try to take over hell from him by raising his own army with not only the lower demons, but with the other demons’ sins. When he finds out about Bianca that he even tries to use her against him, by turning him against her. Will he fall into Lucifer trick, and turn on her, or will his feeling for her help Lucifer win hell.

It starts with a cringy encounter. Weird and silly, but that's what sealed their path. She believes a man like him wouldn't want a single mother. Perhaps he craves her experience in sexual activity. She felt herself to have been used and not worthy of much, but he sees her as the most beautiful existence that deserves to be loved. The love, the possessive nature of a mother for her child. His heart that couldn't stand injustice. Her revenge. His support. The quest to become the woman who wouldn't be treated as trash ever again. Their hot sex. Their aim to be one happy family after all their enemies falls… Jealousy… Join this adventure and have fun with this couple. Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

Love is eternal. There is no end. There is no escape from love. Or is there? Clarissa is an author troubled by dreams of a Victorian woman and her family who were murdered in a Mansion on an Island in the middle of Goldwater lake in the picturesque Lake District, England. Writing a book about the family, she is desperate to discover who murdered the young family and does all she can to research the past when the recluse who owns the house refuses to allow her to visit. But her quest for information causes her to be haunted by a violent male ghost who will stop at nothing to stop her and another equally determined to protect her and draw her in to his arms. Can the handsome new owner of the Island, American Billionaire, Brandon Clifford who wants nothing more than to steal her heart, provide her with the answers she seeks to solve the mystery?

"You've undergone IVF six times to conceive this child, Ms. Caldwell. Are you sure you want to give up? Is Mr. Spencer okay with this?" "I'm sure he'll agree." Callista Caldwell's voice is hoarse after a sleepless night. She's never felt more awake, though. "I'll schedule the surgery for a week from now, then." It's Callista and Luther Spencer's wedding anniversary in a week. This is good—she can end things where they started. After booking her flight out of the country, she places her hand on her abdomen. There's a blossoming life in there. She's looked forward to this for the past five years. She never would've expected to give up on it before it could happen.

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?

In a library of an esteemed university a girl was quietly sitting on the chair reading a book about financial management.The girl had coffee brown colored hair falling up to her hips, small eyes which took the shape of crescent moons whenever she smiled ,straight and sharp nose, a well proportionate body and was clad in all black sweatshirt and tight jeans with black boots covering her feet , which was making her look more fairer and more badass. Suddenly the girl experienced a sharp pain piercing her heart, and ran out of the library and there she saw a boy in all black outfit standing with his friends . Her heart urged her to move towards that boy so, she did. With her every step her pain seemed to lessen. She deliberately walked a few steps in front of him and then took some steps back and asked the boy. Honey, Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again? THE COVER IS NOT MY WORK, I TOOK IT FROM PINTEREST THE OWNER CAN ASK ME TO TAKE DOWN THE COVER ANY TIME, I WON'T HAVE ANY OBJECTION!!

A few decades ago, human birth rates started dropping. The federal government tried everything, and they finally introduced a matching program that paired humans with werewolves based on genetic compatibility, hoping that cross-species unions would stabilize the population. High compatibility meant the human could stabilize a werewolf during their heat cycles, which was why the government prioritized it above everything else. The program came with a one-year trial period. I was assigned to the Stone brothers. Every night, I prepared two bowls of herbal broth for them. After a long patrol along the border, it helps restore their energy and speeds up wound healing. The older brother was cold and distant, but he would take the bowl politely and say thank you. The younger one was short-tempered. He often smashed his bowl and shouted at me. I thought I was being fair to both. Until my friend saw it one day and asked me hesitantly, "Do you not think that is unfair to the one who treats you better?" I thought about it all night. She was right. That evening, I came out of the kitchen with only one bowl of herbal broth.