Lost Love Book Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 6: HER CONFESSION It’s better to have loved and lost than to have never experienced love. ~Humeyra HUMEYRA'S P.O.V I had a feeling that I would be heartbroken today. I might never see Hamdan again. For the past few days I have spent every moment missing his smile, his voice, and his wise comforting words. I miss him.

I think I am in love. -Devon Knight There was an ache in my chest as I read the last line again and again. He had been in love with her, he had made himself vulnerable to her and given her his heart and she too was taken away from him. I felt like my heart was breaking along with his. Something wet slid down my cheek and I cursed softly. Life has been so unfair to you, Devon Knight. You deserve so much more. I turned the page only to gasp as I saw the blank pages which were gouged with deep claw marks as if he had tried to destroy the book. There were no entries after that.

around someone else's house, late in the evening?" Vivian laughed a bit, "Ah, so now we're talking about what? Are you trying to divert the issue here, Jonathan?" Jon looked at the glass window at his left, the rays of the sun shining through and into the cafe. "No, Vivian," he paused for a bit, then continued, "I am trying to ask you if it is right to help someone break into someone else's property," he said calmly. Vivian was shocked, her eyes enlarged and her jaws dropped, not knowing what to say. "I am sure your father did not know that you drove his G63 onto Noughton's apartments in St. Vincent." He leaned forward, placed his elbows on top of the table, his face now closer to hers. "Or

I ask with venom lased in my voice. “You love.” “Hell no! We’ve already been through this, I don’t and I never will belong to anyone!” “Oh yes you do! And that person is me love.” He says with a little bit of an edge to his voice. I look him in the eyes and say, “Only in your dreams.” and walk away.

"After all these years… this place hasn't changed one bit." Noah stared at me, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Yeah, the place hasn't changed. But we have." I turned to look at him. He averted his eyes. "Tiffany… it wasn't until I completely lost touch with you that I realized just how much you meant to me. I don't know what came over me back then… why I was so obsessed with Carla." I stayed still, not a single expression flickering across my face. He gave a bitter laugh and went on.

I grab the book off the shelf and drop to the floor, right there in the aisle. My fingers tremble as I flip to the end. I already know what happens, but I can’t stop myself. Luke Thorne, the immortal hockey star. The one man who ever loved like he meant it. And the heroine fails him. I stare at the final panel, my tears dripping onto the page. “She let him die,” I whisper. My throat closes. “She let him die alone.” I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child.

He chuckles a bit before he continues again, "Who would have thought that I'll marry you that day? My first love, the only girl I've liked since I was five until now, remains you alone and the only one, Athena. It was you who was able to make me vulnerable and willing to do anything just for you. I don't care if you change. I still love you and will only love you." "You know what? If our love is a storybook, we would meet on the very first page. I guess the last chapter will be about how I'm thankful for the life we've made, Athena. And if we had babies, they would look like you. I want them to look like you, it'd be so beautiful if that came true. Athena, you don't even know how very speci

The bookshelf which was once filled with her favorite books was now nearly empty with one or two books lying here and there, rest of the books were either torn in half and were lying on the floor or they were burned and were now nothing but ashes. The photo frame holding a picture of him and Liza gazing at each other was now broken and shards of glass were strewn across the floor and the picture itself was now ripped just like his heart. He wondered where the love which was filled in the eyes of the man and woman gazing at each other in the picture had faded away leaving nothing but a blank look. The pain of betrayal had crushed his soul; it had cut him deeper than any knife could. Along wit

Maria’s eyes softened and uttered, “You don’t have to—” “I do,” I interrupted. “You saved my life. Let me return it by changing theirs.” I replied. Carter nodded smiling.I settled back down on the bed, the warmth of their kindness sinking into my bones. I’d lost everything… again.But I hadn’t lost my fire.And now? With my enemies thinking I was ash? Now I get to chose what version of Lovia rises from the ashes and it definitely won't be this version anymore.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.