Last Of Love Novels & Stories

Kenchiki tearfully lectured his beloved as he held his hand, as his voice grew softer and softer and until it was quiet, his only regret was that he didn't get to tell his beloved he loved him one more time. Yoshiki sadly held the cold hand of his lover, his warmth disappearing from his body as his soul disappears from the world, he hugged the body into his and breathed in his scent one last time, his wonderful and foolish lover only knows how to lecture him how to not stay up to watch violent TV shows, the poor man never gave up on that. He looked at the eyes and face of his lover and kissed his lips one last time before laying his head on top of his lover and taking his final breath before

"I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you." A/n: Hey guys. The next chapter is the last one. I hope you love it 😘 Love y'all ☺️

It must have been a while since I became her friend, I couldn't blame her for knowing when I'm stating a fact or not. "Of course... you guys, know the fvcking truth." I leaned my tired head on the headboard of the bed, wondering if they would think I was crazy while looking up at the wall and smiling. "Because I already promised to myself that Eli will and shall be my last love. No one else but him." "I couldn't see myself loving anyone else the way I loved Eli." My tears betrayed me completely as if it was a big flood flowing from my eyes. "I just left with no option..."

The sounds of the last battles wane, replaced by a crushing, deafening silence… And then the soft chirping of birds, and waves crashing against the nearby shore. “Look at us,” I whisper, holding his gaze. “We’re dying. I hate that for us.” His lips part, but he’s quiet, letting go of a breath as the corner of his mouth ticks into the softest, smallest of smiles. “I love you,” he whispers, squeezing my hand. His last words. “I know,” I breathe, smiling painfully. “I love you, too.”

she confessed honestly looking into his eyes trying to make him see that she is ecstatic and she is not regretting loving him even at this moment too. "It's true love mamma ...... Because even at the last moment of my life I can't think anything other than loving him" her mother burst into new stream of tears by looking at her smiling daughter. "Nandini u r going to be fine ..... We r going to live together forever. ..... Just don't lose ur patience" he was hating her for making him useless like this. "Manik u r stronger than this my love ...... Please don't spoil my last moment". "And give last kiss to ur wife, Mr husband" she tried lifting her injured self up but she couldn't.

She subtly moved half a step forward, putting distance between herself and Stephen. A shadow of resentment quickly flashed through Stephen's eyes. Then he put on a smiling face and greeted me warmly. "Alec, you're back. Come and try the sweet potato porridge that Jasmine and I made together." Stephen never once acknowledged me as Princess Jasmine's husband. His intentions were obvious to everyone. And I suddenly realized with a start that today was actually the Olten Festival. As the saying goes: After Olten comes the New Year. But I would be staying in this year forever.

Lucien looked at Luna in despair. He had never expected her to say something so heartless. "We spent countless days and nights together. Is there really not even a place for me in your heart? If you love Julian that much, then why did you come after me? Do you love him so much that you'd even give up your own child?" He shouted until his voice turned hoarse, but he did not receive even the slightest hint of sympathy from Luna. The last update the system gave me about Luna was this. She sent Lucien overseas and ended the pregnancy.

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

With solid evidence of his affair and endangering our child, the divorce was granted. Outside the courthouse, Julian looked ashen as he apologized, "Delilah, I'm sorry. I was a terrible person to you. Is there any way we can work this out? Does it have to end like this?" Before I could respond coldly, a woman's voice interrupted him, "Julian, how dare you ask Delilah for forgiveness now? You're embarrassing yourself and us!" I looked up to see Julian's mother, Irene Olsen, storming over with his father, Matthew Carter, who had clearly learned the truth.

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.