Ketulusan Cinta Novels & Stories

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

Smith squinting her eyes on my hands. The corner of my lips lifted a bit as I gladly showed her my empty ring finger, while I lifted my flute to her, “No plans,” I chirped. I felt a soft lips pressed on the side of my head and the ‘perfect man’ chuckled beside me but never denied my statement either. “You're both accomplished and at the right age to settle down. Too in love with each other as well, if I may say. That's why I don't understand what's taking you so long,” one head shook while looking at us quizzically.

She questioned while adjusting her hair and checking herself in the mirror. “You look good. However, why did you select white? Black is a favourite color among those in the pack.” “I love to stand out. I also wore white for another reason. You will see at the party.” While driving, Titus tried to resist the urge to look at her but kept his eyes on the road. He tried not to look at her despite being tempted by the scent of her perfume. Tyler had said he was in love, but he doesn’t even know what love is. He has never even experienced love, so how can he be in love. What does it feel like to be in love? He turned to Selena. “What is love?”

Emotionally, physically, mentally, and significantly. Nothing mattered. Not even what we shared in our past. Like magnets pulling each other despite our efforts to fight it, the universe manipulated it all and when we gave in, a new love was born. Something that was more than infatuation, something that was more than desire….like lust—faintest shade of love. “I will always love you,” Silvio muttered placing a small kiss on the corner of my mouth. My eyes closed. Feeling his lips touch mine, my whole body shuddered. Every time he kissed me, it felt like the very first time.

I smiled gently at Linda and replied, "No point in asking questions without meaning." Linda remained silent for a long time. Finally, she looked up and said to me, "Lewis, I truly loved you." I scoffed and turned away. The three words "I love you" are only beautiful when you're in love. Otherwise, they're the most useless words in the world.

She looks hurt before speaking “Okay a walk would be good lets go get some fresh air” What part of space does she not understand “Harlow I’m going alone I need space to think!” My impatience is clear now. you would need to be on another planet not to get how I am feeling. Her eyes water and tears flow freely down her cheeks “From me? Why?” It sounds like a whine. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to push down the immediate cruel response that wants to come out. I was sure my love was strong and assertive not whining and weak, a little voice inside whispers your love is, what a strange thought to have.

I saw him smile that day and perhaps that’s why I believed in their love. “What is love, Halsey?” this is such a cliché, a common question, but at the same time it can kill you. no one knows the right definition, perhaps I don’t as well. In the beginning I told Zeus that he’s obsessed over Aurora, however, he was in love with her all along. How funny, Zeus was in love, without even realizing it and I took his lover away. “Love is… pain, hurt, disappointment, love is waiting…” she looked at me, my eyes fixed at her grey eyes.

He mumbled staring at Bella with soft eyes. "I love Bella maybe my love is selfish. Maybe just to have her I am hurting her but this is who I am. My love for her is not just simple love. It's something stronger. Something obsessive, something crazy, something needy, something that I can't even name it properly," Sarah pursued her lips letting him continue.

“I... I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I laughed bitterly, “Didn’t mean to? You destroyed me, Kahel. Everything we had, everything we were—it’s gone. Because of you.” He took a step forward, but I backed away again, the pain in my chest only deepening. “Luxuria, I love you. This... this doesn’t change that.” I shook my head, my heart breaking all over again. “You don’t know what love is, Kahel. You wouldn’t have done this if you did.”

“You got the object right. But you missed the meaning. You missed the emotion. You missed the fear behind it.” The woman’s face hardened. The mask slipped slightly. “A detail,” she snapped. “A trivial mistake.” “No,” Kiel said. “It is the difference between a copy and the real thing. Love is not perfect. It is flawed. It is human. It is messy. And you are too polished. Too precise. Too cold.” He walked toward me. He stopped directly in front of me. He looked deep into my eyes. “I remember the fear in your hands,” he said softly. “I remember how you could not look at me when you gave it to me. I remember how you breathed a sigh of relief when I smiled. That is what I love. That is what makes