Lost In Love Book Novels & Stories

all I could say, I saw a door and I walked up to it as I opened it, I walked in seeing it filled up with books, it’s a huge room, this must be the library, I walked out as I closed the door gently, huh I am hearing a voice, it’s coming from down the corridor, I followed the sound of the voice until I reached the last door, I took in a deep breath as I placed my hand on the handle, I twist the door knob as slowly and carefully as I can, I pushed the door open and I peeped through the door, I saw a man, his back facing me, come in Amelia, I gasp as he said my name, I know you are there, he said, I walked into the room closing the door, how do you know my name and how do you know me I said, he

E N D O F B O O K 1 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* BOOK 2: SHADOWS OF MY DARK PAST *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* “Can true love mend all the heartaches brought by the painful past?” The story follows the life of Diane after knowing the truth behind her forgotten past. How will she opt to continue living her life if the man whom she has gotten rid of—chooses to stay beside her?

The flashes of her laughing, jumping and the moment I took her in my arms was blurring my vision. I took a step back and I was about to fell but I balanced. The person that came to my mind first was Abhi. I started walking towards her. While walking towards the way to her chamber. whatever I did to her made me shed tears. To whom, all that sin I did to her, said me that she didn't need me anymore. I felt like why I was not just a simple person who can live alone with the people whom I love. For the first time, I felt like a lost Prince but not lost in the war, Lost in Love. I felt like I lost the only war of my life. My mother was not happy with me, My sister hated me and I didn't know even

The one who said he’d never hurt me. But I realised that man never really existed. He was a character in a story he sold me — and I bought it. One night, I stayed up crying while he slept beside me, dead to the world. I stared at the ceiling, thinking: This isn’t what love is supposed to feel like. I remembered how I used to pray for a partner who’d protect my heart. Who’d walk beside me, not ahead or behind. Now, I was praying just to feel okay in my own relationship.

I heard Jonathan's sobs behind me, but I didn't look back. When the welcome speech for the event ended, I was invited to say a few words on stage. As I took my place, the lights converged and fell on me. Half a year ago, I was trapped in a loveless marriage and played the role of a wife whose heart was broken by her husband every night. There was a time when I thought I wouldn't make it through to see the next day. However, I hadn't realized how big the world was until I left Jonathan, the root of all my sorrows.

"I don't know what to think about it. I'm broken by all of it, but I just have it tucked away in this part of my heart that I keep under lock and key, you know?" "Yeah, I totally get that. Every disappointment. Every fuck up and failure. Every loss I've ever had is behind the same type of door." I ran my fingers down the side of her face and took a shaky breath. This is what love felt like. Exhilarating and scary as hell. Clayton throwing me to the sharks almost sounded like a joy ride compared to the thought of loving and losing the woman in front of me. "It's the only way I know to keep moving forward and not giving the fuck up."

"I used to hear people say that those in love have negative IQs. I didn't believe it before, but now I do. In this game of love, I've lost. I can't be as indifferent as you, nor can I walk away so easily. You, wise as you are, know when to retreat, and cut ties when things get out of control. Foolish as I am, even though I know you're avoiding me, running away, I still want to hold your hand. Because I've lost the ability to step back. I can only be a foolish person who waits for you to return. In this game, I love more, but I don't blame you. I know you have childhood traumas, you have your constraints, your constraints. Wherever, whenever, I've always been here, waiting for you to come bac

“I am Steven Adams. And the very one you heard about, I wanted to find love, and someone who would love me for me not because I’m Steven Adams. But the truth is I wasn't okay with how it ended. I lost the woman I loved so much because I was acting up and turning myself into a loser, and in the end, I didn't find true love because we married under circumstances, we didn't marry because you wanted to marry me, If you weren't pregnant, you won't accept to marry a loser like me, you did because you didn't have a choice. So what was the gain of doing it in the first place? I’m trapped with a woman I don't love and a woman that doesn't love me. It was just a contract after all.

She was the love of his life and losing her shattered him. I know what it feels like to lose someone who owns your whole heart. Noah didn’t die, but I still lost him, and losing him was brutal. When he chose Chloe over me. When he cut me out of his life. When he married her... It was agony I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.

Clara answered her mother. "That's where you lied cause the love is shattered. Clara, " Evelyn called on her. " Have you take a look at yourself. Have you imagine how you look ever since you got in between this brothers. Your statures, you nature everything about you took a different shape, I wonder what have become of you." You lost weight, look at yourself my dear," Evelyn examined her. " This is all about me, it has no business with you mother. Am fully aware that I had lost weight. But for the one I love." She answered.