In Search Of Love Novels & Stories

He wanted to point out the obvious—that this was his home and she was just a guest here but instead he said, “You are searching for something, Lori. That trip to Paris, to here, your two degrees you haven’t put to use and now motherhood. How long before you realize Tyler isn’t it? That he’s just another phase? How long until you decide you don’t love me anymore, that I was nothing more than a distraction until you leave and start searching again? What happens to Tyler and me then?” Loraine turned around to look at him. “I found what I was looking for at my best friend’s wedding, even though I ran because I thought you’d think I was a freak after how I reacted. But I came back, and I got Tyle

She began to play a medley of different songs it started out with the violin being played first “I set on a narrow way many years ago…hoping I would find true love along the broken road….but I got lost a time or two…what my brow kept pushing through…I couldn’t see how every sign pointed straight to you….Marry me…today and every day….marry me…if I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe say you will….ooohh…cause God bless the broken road that led me straight to you…heart beat fast…colors and promises…how to be brave…how can I love when I’m afraid to…fall…watching you stand alone…all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow….my head’s underwater, but I’m breathing fine…you’re crazy and I’m

"We have to find her." The search that ensued was not merely frantic but frenzied, filled with a wild energy that was fueled by the most primal fear and driven by a love so profound it defied comprehension. They combed the forest with a desperation bordering on madness, every nook and cranny, every hidden path, every secret place they had once explored with her. They called out her name until their voices cracked and broke, each utterance a plea, a prayer, a scream of raw anguish.

I WANT THEM FOUND NOW! His best trackers come back two days later and looked at the king. Your highness we could not locate them we searched and searched for two days and nights straight. They can not just vanish. Sire we do not think she us even in this state with the Princess anymore. Well I DO NOT CARE HOW LONG IT TAKES YOU WILL NOT STOP LOOKING FOR MY DAUGHTER YOU WILL FIND HER. At this memory Diana had to look away. She looked up at Thomas pleading with her eyes for them to give her a few minutes.

His family. ******** "Jagg". Ashwin back hugged Jagger who was standing in the window. "Yes love". Jagger turned to him to look into his warm chocolate eyes. He kissed his plump lips once. Before looking again in his eyes. "I Found Love. I found love when I expected it least". He whispered the same words that once Jagger said to him. Jagger felt his eyes pooled up with happy tears. "I Found love too Ashwin. When I expected it least". He ghosted those plump lips to seal the deal.

I’ve missed her like crazy, and from the way she’s wriggling her peachy butt around in front of me, she’s missed me too. I need to know if she tastes the same. I need to know if she’s still got that tattoo. God, I’ve looked for love, but I never found it again. She makes me feel raw and hungry and insatiable. I’ve missed that so damn much. That special spark is hard to find. It’s an overwhelming feeling that means you’d do crazy things, just to have them whisper your name. Like us fucking down here at the other end of the house while our dates for the night start to wonder where we are.

want to know you, I want to talk to you, I want to love you, if you want, if you can, if you still can, after all these years, after all these lies, after all these fears, after all these flights, if you want to be my daughter, if you want me to be your mother, if you want us to be a family, if you want us to find each other, to talk to each other, to love each other, to live, at last, after all these years, after all these lies, after all these fears, after all these flights, together, for good, forever, no matter what happens, no matter what we do, no matter what we say, no matter what we choose." I look at him, I look at him and I know, I know it's not Viviane, that it's not my mother, t

Theo bowed his head, fixing his attention on the stone. I think I made a mistake again, but I couldn't blame myself. In the real world where billions of people are breathing the same air, you cannot find the right one if the right one is still hiding. Yes, they say that if you seek, you find, but what if you seek but you can't still find. Lost things can be found, maybe not you but by others. It is impossible that if you things get lost, it totally disappeared. It is impossible that if you can't find anything, it doesn't exist. Maybe the reason why you can't find the right one is that that person is not ready yet. Not ready to be discovered. Whether it is a fictional character or the one tha

“I told you. Now it’s your turn.” I pushed his arm away and spun out of his grasp, once again running my fingers through my hair as I struggled to put the words together in a sentence that was so simple. “What is the problem, Brenda?” I stopped and close my eyes. “You’re addicted to sex”—I opened them again—“and I’m addicted to love.” He stopped. Freeze. His eyes widened a tiny amount. Enough that I noticed it. “I’m addicted to love and people. I get addicted to the sounds of people’s voices and the touches of their hands. I get addicted to their habits, their quirks. I am in love with love.”

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.