Just An Ordinary Love Story Novels & Stories

"And it was real. I'm not saying it wasn't. But the dramatic feeling — the event of it — that was about me. That was about what I wanted a love story to feel like." Lena said nothing. "What I know now, that I didn't know then, is that the feeling that means something is much quieter than the event." Her mother looked up. "It feels like: of course. It feels ordinary. It feels like something you already knew." A pause. "He left because he had confused the two things. He stayed as long as the event held, and when the ordinary came, he thought the ordinary meant something had died." She folded her hands on the table. "The ordinary was the whole point."

The last thing she would want is to run into anyone in her state of undress. Joe waited for Zoya downstairs while she went up to her room to shower and change. When she came back freshly showered and dressed in one of her comfiest pyjama sets, over tea and biscuits she narrated the story of how she kissed a stranger in the rain and how someone who saved her from drowning turned out to be the same stranger. Joe listened with rapt attention, giving all the appropriate responses and after much teasing, they called it a night. As she went through her nightly routine, she settled into her bed with thoughts of love on her mind. This must be love, the one she's read about and dreamt about all her l

Love? Myra remembered how she had rejected Jake the night at the old house, but she couldn’t absorb how he readily told her that he loved her. It was like she was dreaming. How was it possible he was in love with her? Especially with the missing three years from her memory, it made her question what was the truth. Putting one and one together, yes, they were married, but there were just too many puzzle pieces that confused her. Jake stopped the car just outside a serene-looking park. She didn’t recollect anything in her mind about this place, though the ambience stole her attention. J&M Park. Jake and Myra. A cheesy enough name indeed. So, Jake owned this place, she thought.

But she has a deep secret from the past, when those secrets will be revealed, nothing will be the same, everything will change beyond her imagination. Misti all in her life wants just one thing and that is a perfect, normal, happy love story like her parents but she does not know that when she will fall in love her love story will not be a normal one rather it will be AN ABNORMAL LOVE STORY!!!!! A lot of danger she has to face along with the very challenging situation. She will feel the pain, betrayal, she will lose her trust in this journey of her abnormal love life.

"There's something deeply wonderful to be said for that too," Sophie said softly. She walked over to the low stone bench nearby and settled onto the warm sunlit surface to watch them work. "Doing something entirely ordinary, badly, together. I think that's actually most of what real love turns out to be, once you strip away all the dramatic, painful parts." Rowan paused, looking up from the dirt at her words, a thoughtful, reflective shadow crossing his face. "Is that how it feels for you now, with Dominic? Ordinary, underneath everything else?"

Race wrapped himself around her as their lips met, and he kicked the door closed. He sat at the kitchen table, watching her eat as he remembered that first night. They kissed and talked and kissed some more for hours, falling back on the sofa in his suite. He couldn’t remember how he controlled himself, but they did not have sex that night. She told him she wasn’t that kind of girl, and he believed her. He didn’t want her to be that kind of girl. By midnight, he was half-way in love with her and her blue eyes. By 3 A.M., he was completely in love with her and never wanted her to leave. She fell asleep in his arms, and he awoke alone the next morning, but he’d already tasted the fruits

"Is it true that we look like that to other people? Do we look like we’re in love with each other?" Once again Louise nodded with full confidence without pretense. "Those of us who have seen the relationship between you and Mr. Archer, you do have an incredibly great love story—" "Don't compare your story to mine, Loui. Archer and I aren't that deep. At least that's what he thinks. Besides, do you really want a story like mine? Pregnant with a rich man's child but unable to decide for yourself what you want to do? Your story may not interest you because it doesn't have extreme ups and downs, but ordinary love stories are the best. It's precisely those ordinary love stories that will surely b

The love remained. And the story? It kept going , beautiful and ordinary and theirs.

“Your family is a big deal, Natasha. Everyone knows it. Let’s not pretend this love story is real. It’s all about your family money. Natasha’s heart started pounding. “If you were broke,” Michael continued harshly, “would I even look at you?” The words hit like a slap. Natasha stepped closer, her voice low and venomous. “I think you’re lying. What’s Arjun got on you? You wouldn’t be acting like this if something wasn’t going on.” Michael’s jaw tightened. “You think you’re loveable, Natasha,” he said coldly. “You’re just a lonely princess living in your father’s mansion.”

Didn’t like how she no longer rushed to reassure him. He picked up his phone and typed: Do you still love me? He stared at it. Then sent it. Across campus, Diamond read the message. Her heart didn’t flutter. Didn’t panic. Didn’t melt. She just looked at the words quietly. For a long time. Before replying: Why are you asking? Josh’s chest tightened. That wasn’t the answer he wanted. That wasn’t the answer he expected. That wasn’t the answer he was used to. And that’s when it finally hit him. Diamond wasn’t slipping away loudly. She was slipping away silently.