Love Again Novels & Stories

She said. "Well,with the little I've learnt about love,I know love means forgiveness,if you love someone you have to be ready to forgive because there's always a high possiblity of being hurt and broken hearted. Most of the greatest love stories you've ever heard about will show you that love comprises of Forgiveness, tolerance, commitment,trust,loyalty...and whatever shit I don't know about. Point is,the guy wants to make amends, trust me, I've seen it in his eyes and I know he really wants you back,just give him one last chance"I told her. "I don't know Liv...this is...."

He whispered between his hugs. He wipes my tears before he lets go of my hug. I didn't notice that I'm crying again. "Guys, let her blow the candle first before that" Alana stop the boys which made me laugh. In all, Alana is kinda and strict. I am strict also but not like Alana, She's so strict! "Blow" They uttered that's why I close my eyes to make a wish. I hope someday, I can be free and let feel the love that they're saying even if it's not existing for me.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

Go on. What is it? I'll say it tomorrow. Good night buttercup. I still miss you ❤ 😑 Fine. Goodnight Dylan. And I don't still miss you. 😂😂 You really insist on Dylan. Alright then. 💔 don't be harsh 😂😂 😂 Okay, I might miss you. ❤ ☺☺ My greetings to my baby. Tell Louie I still love her. And I love you too. Sure would, she'll like that.

I really messed up this time. Please Don't hate me Noah. I need some more time. ***** Love ❤️❤️ moniagnes

Nora asks startled "Lovergirl! It is only sweet at the beginning, you better shine your eyes and don't get swept away by the flood" she smirks her tongue irritably at Nora who mocks her in return "Beef this much? Better go and text Richard, Tito, Dino, or what is that your albino dude's name?" Tade snaps quickly "He is a white Liberian, not an albino! Get the difference"

Outside the hotel, James looked at the scene, smoke escaping from the last window and a small crowd of people huddled in the doorway. The drive to the Campbell mansion had never been so long. He longed to meet Meg again after all these months apart. He would finally get that tight noose around his neck and breathe again. She was as vital as oxygen itself. He needed to beg for her forgiveness and declare his love. Not necessarily in that order. He would say that he loved her, that he had always loved her, but he had been a fool.

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.

Agatha whispered in my ear, her arm sliding around my waist as we paused in front of the main wall of photographers. "I love you, Agatha," I murmured back, leaning my head against her shoulder for a fraction of a second, completely unbothered by the flashing cameras capturing the intimate gesture. "I love you more," she replied softly. As we walked through the grand glass doors of the theater, leaving the cameras behind to officially watch the premiere of Love Triangle, I knew our journey through the storm was finally complete. We had fought through manipulation, heartbreak, and a literal hell just to find our way back to each other. But standing here, secure in her arms, I knew that every s

Mariah's voice quivered with tears as she felt helpless, miles away from the violence unfolding around him. "I love you, Mariah," Adam said, his voice filled with a deep and profound emotion. "I love each and every part of you. You were the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. I was blessed by God himself when our paths crossed. My love, keep living for me, okay?" Tears streamed down Mariah's face as they both reminisced about their shared moments, their love, and the bond they had forged. "I love you too, Adam," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.