Library Lover's Mystery Novels & Stories

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

Words say she put a curse under it that said that only the chosen ones would see the secret passage and go through it to meet their lover. But why is this a curse, right? Well the problem here is .... Once you step through it and possibly find your mate, you're given two chances : You either take your mate and live like vampires for all the eternity or with you mate beside you find the cure and live like happy humans forever... And blah.. Blahh. Blahh. Stupid legends, not that I believe but my mom still thinks that this mate thing is real. And about the end of the story... The witch and the human... I'll tell it to you next time. " The keeping up with the Kardashians goes on".

The baker took the bread out and placed it on a windowsill to cool. It was a small thing. But it was a crack in the perfect grey. Morpheus stared at it, his expression unreadable. "Then I met Ashiel," Liora continued. She told him of the protector with the burning touch. The forbidden attraction. The desperate, dangerous love that grew in the shadow of destiny. She spoke of the Bloodbound Oath, of shared pain and shared strength. Ashiel stepped forward. He didn't speak. He simply looked at Morpheus, and let the god feel the truth of his love for Liora. It was a fierce, stubborn, immortal love. It was not quiet. It was a storm of its own.

The echoes whispered secrets of a cosmic romance, a tale that unfolded not just in the realms of the present but echoed through the corridors of time. The Sanctum of Echoes held not only the mysteries of cosmic forces but the nuanced threads of love that wove through the destinies of those who dared to navigate its intricate pathways. And as the guardians approached the nexus, the cosmic resonance of Elysia and Malachi hinted at a romance that transcended the boundaries of the known and ventured into the uncharted realms of the heart.

CHLOE _"Love is a trap designed to enslave, and I'm the hunter who sets it free."_ Hidden in the cramped, musty closet, I could barely breathe. The situation was absurd—hiding like a teenager caught sneaking around. The irony was thick, almost suffocating. This wasn't supposed to be my life. Yet here I was, eavesdropping on a conversation between my latest lover and his real obsession. Alanna. Always Alanna. Even in the darkness, the mention of her name made my blood boil.

he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. I smiled, turning to nuzzle his chest, inhaling his scent that now carried hints of mine, a subtle blending that felt like home. In the quiet of the cave, with the world outside forgotten, we were simply Sam and Laura—alpha and omega, lovers bound by more than instinct, by a love that burned brighter than any full moon.

Hello Everyone. I just want to use this opportunity to say thank you for reading my books and for those of you who support it... Thank you a million more time and readers are just as special ☺️. The Mafia's Lover has come to an end but don't be too quick to Jump the boat because it's not over untill it's over. So without Further Adieu, I am proud to announce the sequel of the Mafia's Lover. THE MAFIA'S DAUGHTER.

Lizzy turned her body around after confirming that what she saw in the reflection of the mirror was indeed Connor, the lover she loved and missed so much. She never thought that her lover would come at this crucial moment. The girl ran into the young man's arms with sobs, her arms wrapped tightly around the young man's neck.

The agony of Mirabella not longing me has brought a rather unfamiliar thing to a heart that drums at a faster beat but with a lot more ache behind it. Soon I find myself in a dark and secluded park, one of those parks where couples dwell at night looking for a romantic spot to do what that lover does down here. Therefore comes the name, lover’s lane; it is not much a lane, but most definitely the perfect place to reap destruction. I need to get Mirabelle out of my head. She simply does not wish to go; her scent, yet her presence lies thick in my head.

I loved the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my Girlfriend was. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend was Mafia Queen! **** Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) -Ongoing Her life was full of misery and pain until she found out about her mysterious lover on the day of her thirteenth birthday. That person started to take care of her from a distance. What would happen when she gets separated from her mysterious love?