Long-lost Lovers Novels & Stories

she laughed a bit while taking the pieces of the jewelry off the box, one by one. Her mobile phone rang, and it was her friend Adrianna. "Hey, love." she greeted her friend, placing the phone near her left ear. Adrianna answered from the other line. "I heard you were with Jon," Vivian smiled a bit, "Are you two dating again?" she was very confused. "I won't say that at this point. But will try to get him back," Vivian assured her friend. "Are you currently staying at his place?" Vivian placed the phone near her right ear this time. "No, I'm at the hotel." she stood up and walked near the window. "I haven't heard if he's dating anyone yet." Adrianna laughed, "Woah, haha. Tell me, you've got p

Pisces Erianto and Aquarius Erianto were now staring at their daddies’ peaceful, good-looking, eternally-handsome, and somewhat smiling faces inside the glass casket. “I hope so… Look at them, Pisces Sweetheart… They’ve been hugging each other like this, in this similar position for more than twenty years. Yet, they never get bored; they’ll never be fed up with each other; and they’ll never leave as well as abandon each other. This is the so-called eternal love.”

The two lovers kissed again this time sliding their tongues against each other as they explore the depth of their passion oblivious to the people around them . To the lovers it was a hell of a night, one of those nights you will only find in a fairly tale book ,they were fated to destiny ,fated to live their lives happily ever after.

"You know what, I'm done with hearing your excuses! Go on living in your dream world where you are perfect and everyone else is out to either get you or make your life miserable! But have you ever asked yourself why you can't keep anyone close to you for an extended amount of time? Or am I wrong that the longest you've ever had a relationship with anyone besides Jazz was numbered in weeks? That none of your friends from high school or college or your previous job even send you a birthday message on f******k? Have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe, it's not everyone

Someone else said, "How pitiful! Which woman is foolish enough to take such a good man for granted?" Christopher looked thin and frail. He was dressed plainly in white, and he looked lonely and pitiable. Everyone sighed for a moment, then a burst of chatter suddenly erupted from the crowd. "Someone finally went up!" someone yelled. Another person exclaimed, "Oh my, they're kissing now!" Someone said, "What a romantic scene. It's just like something straight out of a movie!" Joel enlarged the video and carefully observed the kissing couple on the screen. The man was handsome while the woman looked delicate. It truly was romantic.

"Listen carefully. I have my own life. I won't revolve it around you, nor will I ask for your compassion. "This isn't out of stubbornness or spite; I truly want to build my future with him." I had once bitterly wondered why Jade ended up taking my place, but I came to realize that true love never kept anyone waiting forever. An unresolved story spanning 20 years could only bring regret. Wesley had sacrificed 20 years of friendship for an assistant he'd known for just two months. So, what reason did I still have to hold on to the past?

The burning love I'd once carried for him had long since fizzled, drowned in the relentless tide of time. Five years ago, I'd boarded a plane without a goodbye, so few people here knew I was married now. I just wasn't sure if Karl's words were his own or if Shawn put him up to it. Either way, it didn't matter. I pressed my lips together. "Shawn and I are ancient history. What you're saying doesn't mean anything to me." Karl's jaw dropped, and the room's chatter hiccupped into silence. After all, I chased Shawn for three years, made a huge scene, and nearly got the school leadership involved.

Richard stared at me like a man staring at the edge of a cliff, knowing he was about to fall. Finally, his voice came low, broken. “Then maybe… the only way is long distance.” My breath caught. Long distance. The words were a knife disguised as a solution. And that was how the night ended….two lovers in the ruins of their own making, the promise of a future dangling by the thinnest thread.

Of course, he recognized that locket… He had given this locket to Charlotte four years ago as a token of his love. He had spent an entire night meticulously and painstakingly carving the letters “O & E” on the locket with a small crafting knife. Those initials were short for Orpheus and Eurydice, which represented Bryson and Charlotte’s everlasting love. Now the letter “O” had split from “E”, just like the large crack between him and Charlotte. It would never be whole again. Bryson felt a strange sense of loss as he stared at the two halves of the broken locket.

My twin sister, Vivian Hall and I were inseparable. Then she died. Three months later, I married her husband, Lawrence Peterson. For five years, he only touched me once a year, on our birthday. He made me wear her silk nightgowns. He made me put on her signature red lipstick. He forced me to mimic every detail, from the exact way she brushed back her hair to the soft sound of her voice in the dark. "Lift the corners of your lips," he whispered against my skin, his breath burning hot, his words ice cold. "Vivian never smiled so cheaply." He pulled me closer, burying his face in my neck. "Do you know why I only touch you tonight?" he breathed. "Because tonight is the only night I