Love Again Book Novels & Stories

At least now I know why they looked familiar, they were the people in the drawings on Hunter's bedside table. " It's nice to meet you Mrs McConnell. Love." I tried to sound cheerful but I failed woefully. " It's nice to meet you too hunny. I've heard so much about you from my husband. In due time, we do need to have a little chat" Mrs McConnell said, then added a wink as we shook hands. Another talk? " Hey, you're my brother's secretary right?" Love asked as she extended her own hand for a shake. " Yeah" I replied as I shook back.

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

Dear Reader, Thank you so much for doing this journey with us. Simon, Paige and myself are grateful for your love, votes, comments, referrals and kind wishes Sadly, we've come to the end of this beautiful love story. You all would agree with me that Paige is one hell of a lucky lady a d Simon is so blessed to have her. If you enjoyed their love story, then you would love my second book, "YOU ARE MINE FOR KEEPS." The next few pages are free chapters from the new book.

Through Lily, Emily learned that love was not a finite resource but an infinite wellspring from which one could draw strength and solace. With newfound courage, Emily allowed herself to love again. The love that blossomed between her and Lily was different yet equally profound. It was a love marked by compassion, understanding, and the shared experience of loss. Together, they navigated the intricate dance of grief and healing, holding each other's hands through the ups and downs.

“Now, I finally understand what my mom used to say about the love she and Dad shared. I admired it all my life… and now, I get to experience it myself.” I sighed, overwhelmed. “I never thought this would happen to me. I was so ready to leave this world, carrying only pain and sorrow. But God is so good. He gave me the chance to be with you.” Then, almost in a whisper, I added, “Honestly, I had no reason to marry you. What for, when I already knew how my story would end? And yet, here I am, Mrs. Colleen McLahlin. Learning to love with my whole heart.” I smiled and pinched his cheek, unable to resist. He smiled too, looking devastatingly handsome in that moment, and I couldn’t help but playful

he answered, and this just made me even more curious to ask him more questions. “Even though you can order it, but then it would take days for it to get here and you need it right now, so you had to come here,” I answered, giving him an explanation, and he nodded in agreement, immediately locking in. “What’s the name of this book?” I asked, and he swallowed. “Just an old classic historical romance book; Rebellious Love by Maura Seger,” he answered, and I slowly nodded. “Okay then,” I said as I took slow steps away from him.

She’d lit up, eyes bright, voice warming as she explained how she’d stumbled across a battered library copy in high school and had been chasing that feeling ever since. He hadn’t forgotten the way her eyes danced as she described it. Or the way her voice lowered just a touch; reverent, almost shy, when she said, “It made me feel like I wasn’t alone in my head.” That sentence had stuck with him more than he cared to admit. So when he found the book tucked into the corner of an old used shop on 9th, half-hidden between a philosophy text and a faded paperback romance, he’d stopped cold. The spine was cracked, the pages dog-eared, margins scribbled in by some stranger years ago. Someone else’s h

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters. Thank you for allowing me to share this story with you. May the essence of Perfect Love lingers in your hearts long after the last word. With all my love, Clara J. Stari