Long-distance Lover Novels & Stories

That love didn't require constant proximity to be real. At least, that's what I told myself. The truth was, I didn't know if long-distance would ultimately strengthen or break us. I just knew we were both committed to finding out. And somehow, that commitment felt more important than the certainty I'd once craved. We were building something without guarantees, without a clear roadmap, without knowing if it would work. We were just showing up and choosing each other, day after day, call after call, mile after mile. And maybe that was enough.

We were completely alone. “Relax, Moissanite,” he whispered, leaning just slightly closer, voice low and rough, only for my ears. “You look like you’re in so much pain, but I know you love it. Love feeling marked. Love knowing I’m the only one who can make you feel this broken and this perfect all at once. Look at you… can’t even sit properly. Every time you move, I know exactly what you’re remembering. How I stretched you open. How I filled you until you couldn’t take anymore. How you felt me deep inside you, every inch of me.”

He repeated the words over and over again, finishing with expressing the depths of the love that he had for me. Instead of being filled with elation upon hearing his words of devotion, I remained heavy hearted. What had just happened? This was not the romantic rendezvous that I’d envisioned when I set out to contact him after work. How could things go so wrong? I looked up the alley to see if anyone witnessed what we’d just done. Relief poured forth when I saw no one.

she likes it there. “Jan I am going there for college” as she said that I felt my heart ache. I knew she wanted to study there but she once told me that she decided against it in order to be with me here as we both know that long-distance won’t work for us, we’re inseparable. “What?? And you decided it without even telling me” I was angry I felt as if I am nothing to her. “And we’re together every day why didn’t you tell me before?” I asked. “Jan, I am not here to discuss me travelling” she looked down again “I am here to breakup with you” as she said that I felt my heart shatter to million pieces. “What? Why? I know that long-distance is a terrible idea for us but we can still work it out

Not a monster like me. I'm sorry for not being good enough. I'm sorry that we're going to be strangers again and for probably not seeing each other again. I want you to be happy... I would love to see you with children one day... I will see you from afar. See how beautiful you can always be. I will always remember you as a beautiful butterfly flying over my dead soul. Be happy for me. To the person, I love the most, Liam

But, little did she know, Raylan stayed silent because he just couldn't bring himself to talk comfortably after 5 years of running away from home. The waiter brought out their coffee and cake. Their hands reach out. Lydia took two straws while Raylan took two spoons. They naturally brought their order to the table near the window and sat down. Without a word, Raylan put one spoon next to Lydia's cake. Meanwhile, Lydia plugged in a straw to Raylan's coffee. Even if they hadn't met for 5 years, each of their actions are still smoothly matched. 5 years at that moment seemed like nothing to them.

he collected a glass of champagne from the waitress that passed us by “I loved a girl once, genuinely” “I don't love Lorenzo, don't get ahead of yourself” I fixed my gaze on Lorenzo and Cheyenne who were now slow dancing with each other “Yes, but you feel something deep and special for him” Haze moved closer to me. “Even though you're too stubborn to admit it” he chuckled. “I'll continue with my story… I loved a girl once, I found myself doing things for her I never thought u would ever do for anyone… you won't believe, I began learning how to cook because upon my stalking, I figured out she liked guys who can cook”

Do you know this feeling when you should not do something but you did it anyway? This is what I feel right now. I try to do everything to stay away from him. But no matter how much I try I find myself close to him Every time I feel him close to me. Every time I smell his cologne Every time I feel his breath on my skin. Every time I feel his touch on my skin I feel the Passion lighting between us. Lighting my body on fire Wishing For more

The hardening between his legs, the way his fangs elongated just from her scent, alerted him to just how inviting she was to him. She felt it to. The heavy scent of her arousal wafted towards him, pungent yet sweet. Ripples of desire washed over her flesh, cheeks flushing. Yet, she denied it. Of course she would. They had only just met. Being immortal, Malik had learned long ago that life was fleeting. It was best to simply take what you wanted, when you wanted it. But with Annabelle, Malik found himself unable to take what he desired from her. He ached to hear words of acceptance fall from her tongue. Until that moment, he would do nothing to break her.

, I tell him in a firm voice. Throughout my life, I've never thought of another man. He is my childhood love, my teenage love, my adulthood love and he'll be the same always. "Don't you get bored? With the same person", he puffs the cigarette, glaring at me. "No. He never gave me a reason to get bored with him", I shrug. "Long-distance for five years, no?", he chuckles. "I can't believe you never hooked up with anyone else. People need satisfaction. It's not possible in long-distance relationships"