Love Alarm Novels & Stories

My voice was lazy and dragged as I sat up, I was no longer feeling sleepy anymore, once I am awakened, the sleep always seems to disappear. “That means you don’t cherish our friendship anymore.” She said in a hoarse voice and my eyes immediately dilated. “Wait a minute.” I picked up my calendar and peered at it. “Oh my! It is our friendship anniversary today.” Now I knew why she felt angry, Kelly was a calm soul and never gets angry unnecessarily. ”I am sorry Kelly, it just slips my mind.” “Then hurry up, come over, we are already waiting for you.” She told me and ended the call.

They groan in euphoria, holding each other very tight. Thunder began to rumble as though an abomination was going on. It was followed by heavy rain which was the first rain of the year. The smell of the red earth filled the room. "I'm sorry, Gabby," Brian whimpered as he kept going deeper and deeper into her tight body at a slow pace. His girth filled her up and there was no space left. Gabrielle began to cry and sniff. "Am I hurting you?" Brian whimpered. Gabrielle shook her head.

The sound of alarms is traumatizing. Eve let out a loud groan and aggressively pushed her mobile phone out of her bed. The lucky phone landed on her rumpled clothes on the floor, closer to the bed. "Bloody alarm." she blurted and sat up. Sleep had eluded her and after finally falling asleep around 5:00 am that morning, the disturbing alarm had to awaken her to the reality of life. It was 7 am. Eve had been trying to reach out to her boyfriend all through the night but all her efforts were futile.

Until our plates were full of breadcrumbs. “Your soul isn’t crushed, it’s just misguided.” I couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous that sounds. “Isn’t that the sugar-coated way of saying it?” He laughed at me now. “I called your family, they said they’d be down in a few weeks, they need to sneak into the country, and want to give you time to relax.” He says things with so much power, and honestly these hormones weren’t helping at all. “I need to get some sleep.” I went to walk away when he grabbed my arm and turned me around and said, “You say everyone deserves love. Does that count for someone like me?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, it was something I never expected a man to sa

Angel One thing that I hate more than pink is Monday. I'm not a morning person, and the beeping of my alarm is annoying me as hell. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Shut! Beep! The! Beep! Fuck! Beep! Up!

The way she had responded to him made him crave for her,her cherry blossoms lip was so soft and sweet. He really wished he could get to kiss her again; wrap his arm around her curvy waist, inhale her Rosy smell and watch as she surrender to his kiss. The thought alone made his heart gave a might thud. He had better let go of this thought and focus on something else. He reasoned. Beside, he had Alicia to deal with. Wondering who Alicia is?? Well, Alicia was a drug lordress. She was under him as he was their Damon king.

MAYA'S POV The sound of my table alarm waking me up from my peaceful sleep. My eyes opens immediately, expecting Liam to be by my side but to my surprise, he wasn't here. I saw a note on my nightstand. I grab it and read the words on it. {I'm sorry love, I have to leave you all alone. I enjoyed last night with you. You were so amazing and I wish to do it with you again. See you later. Kisses. Liam.}

Alex's excessive generosity has spoiled them, breeding laziness and ingratitude. Lately, my sexual desire has surged, compelling me to constantly seek male companionship. Each encounter brings a fleeting sense of love and pampering. Unbeknownst to me, Alex's mansion had gradually filled with men, while Grandpa Robert and Gram had long since returned to their new home in Oakhaven. One night, as I lay in bed with two men, my smartphone shattered the silence, jolting all three of us awake. “Mrs. Aurora, there is a breach in our alarm system's perimeter,” Linda's voice came through urgently.

Struggling to sit up, his gaze immediately locked onto the bed next to him. They were wheeling Starla in. Her lashes cast delicate shadows against her pallid skin. Electrodes clung to her collarbone, rising and falling ever so slightly with each breath. “Starla…” Xavier staggered toward her, but a doctor stopped him. He stumbled toward her, but a doctor quickly stepped between them. Suddenly, the heart monitor let out a shrill alarm. Starla’s eyelids fluttered, her pupils shifting beneath them, as if trapped in a dream she couldn’t wake from.

Amelia stirred in bed, groaning as a repetitive sound tore through her sleep. Her hand flew across the nightstand, searching blindly for the alarm clock. “Stupid thing,” she mumbled, pressing every button she could feel. But no matter what she touched, the buzzing didn’t stop. Her eyes cracked open. That wasn’t her alarm. It was her phone. She sat up, squinting at the screen. Kris Fox. And under his name, a flood of messages lit up the screen one after another.