London Love Novels & Stories

*“My dearest J, If I could go back, I would choose you every single time. I see your face in the morning light, hear your laughter in the silence. They told me it was wrong. That we were wrong. But how can something so true be a mistake? I should’ve run after you. I should’ve fought harder. I should’ve been the man you needed me to be. I write these now because I never stopped loving you. Yours, even when I’m gone, Kenneth.”* I couldn’t hold the tears back this time. They came like the tide steady, unrelenting. The love we lost wasn’t just memory. It lived here, in ink. In confession. In regret.

"You call this stalking redemption? I don't need your guilt-driven babysitting. You owed me loyalty. You owed me faith. Not this... this obsessive shadowing!" His chin dropped to his chest. "...I'm sorry." Bella inhaled sharply, forcing the lump in her throat down. "Stop trespassing in my life. Just... disappear." She spun on her heel before he could see her eyes glisten. Damian remained rooted, arms limp at his sides. Tears blurred his vision as his nails bit into his palms. "Then tell me," he whispered to the empty space she'd occupied, "how do I stop loving you?"

Castle of love Episode 43 🏰❤❤🏰🔞💪 Please like before reading 👍 ****************************** (Meanwhile) (Paul goes to Paris house) Mr Smith: My prince, Good evening Paul: How's your evening going Mr Smith? Mr Smith: Very well Paul: Where's Paris, she should be ready for our date by now Paris: (from the hallway) I'm coming. (Paris enters the living room dazzling in a bright red short gown with silver earrings and necklace and her hair up in a bun)

“My mother set you up with my brother. How do I know you didn’t screw him? You seemed pretty into him at the dinner.” “You really are a son-of-a-bitch,” she hissed. He took a long drink from his beer. “I’m in love with Theresa and I intend to marry her. If you try to mess things up for me, you’ll be sorry.” “I’m dying to know what it is about Theresa that makes her so special,” Linda said jealously. “She’s better in bed than you are, for one,” he chuckled. “Speaking of bed. Did you expect me to take you in there when I got here? Is that why you’re dolled up like that?”

he groans over the phone and I chuckle a bit. "I'm not exactly making fun of you, I'm just pointing the truth out. Just make sure to be careful and not let all those London girls get in your head." I tell him. "Oh you bet I'll let them." he laughs for a while before continuing to talk, "Anyways just have fun and stop being so nerdy okay? I miss you guys so much." "We do too. Come visit during the holidays though." I tell him dismissively. Long phone calls are really not my thing and even though Lewis is my best friend, the rule counts him in as well.

“You know, for someone that always has a comeback, you’re awfully quiet.” London chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck.“Just tired, I guess.” “Uh-huh.” I don’t believe him. I never do when people say that. Tired is just code for emotionally overwhelmed. Or trying not to explode. We walk another block. Then I ask, “So… do you even have a girlfriend?” London stops mid-step and coughs like I just shoved a piece of steak down his throat. I laugh. I can't help it. “What the hell, Cam?” he sputters. “Where did that come from?”

The view hit her again—Manhattan spread out below like a glittering map, Central Park a dark green patch in the distance, sky bright and clear after last night’s rain finally ended. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Lila: You alive? Did you consummate the contract yet? Asking for science. Evelyn snorted. Typed: Alive. No consummation. He slept somewhere else. Lila: Coward. Or gentleman. Hard to tell with billionaires. Lila: Also your mom called me. She saw the fireworks on TV and got “a feeling.” Call her before she calls the FBI. Evelyn groaned. She’d planned to call her mom today. Explain the “whirlwind romance” story they’d agreed on.

I ask as London slowly eats her fill. "Yes Maxim was born at 10:40pm weighing 6lbs 7 oz 19 inches long. London was born at 10:47pm weighing 5lbs 3oz 18 1/2 inches long. Both were born on January 6th" Daddy reads from hid paper. London finishes eating right as I yawn. Daddy takes her and the burp cloth to gently burp her. Link has already placed Maxim in his bed as my eyes start to feel heavy.

"In this world, the luckiest thing is that I Love You, and you happen to Love me too" Dennis understood Alden's silent words as he thougt while staring deeply at Alden. "MINE", Dennis's eyes said and Alden heard it as his eyes responded to him, "YOURS" And then their eyes said, "OURS". 🍑The End🍑 ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

“ Sunday, 10 June 2018 (20:16) Canary Warf, London London, something about the city always drew me in, but never in a million years would I have thought that I’d be living here. The apartment is nice, Ayc seems to like it and we have a wonderful view of the city… It’s not home though, it’ll never be