Love And Stars Novels & Stories

He smiled down at me, his radiant grin filling up my heart. "I love you," he uttered, and my heart beamed in response. "I love you," I whispered, bringing his face closer to mine. "My moon and stars." Our lips met, and I felt his smile against my own. As our kiss deepened, a sudden burst of fireworks illuminated the night sky, filling it with a kaleidoscope of colours. The mighty moon watched over us, a silent witness to our love and the promises of a future filled with joy and endless possibilities.

No. "No." My eyes were clouding but he wiped my tears off before it can even fall. "What's the sense of me being here without you?" He fell silent and he just stared at me, making me forget about all the other things for a while, even the thing about his and Axel's deal. For now, it's just me and Adam. "Why can't our love story be just a romantic comedy just like what you said." He sighed and I giggled. "I won't ask for any other else."

Then I fell asleep, tucked into him. My eyes shoot open when I remember the last detail of last night, I told him I love him and he said it back. He really said it back, he loves me. I turn around in his arms and just look at him. I trace every single line of him face. He has light freckles across his nose, and really pretty eyelashes. He has more facial hair than normal, but I don’t really mind. He has a little scar on his chin and I’m definitely getting the story behind that. He had his nice pierced at some point and he has both ears pierced. He also snores a little bit, which I think is absolutely cute and so totally him. Then I notice the cut on his eyebrow, I frown. Did he get that last

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

The world seemed to disappear as they continued to kiss, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. As the stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky, Roderick and Cynthia held each other close, content in the knowledge that they had found something truly special in this vast world. Their love was a masterpiece, a work of art more beautiful than anything Roderick could ever paint, and it would continue to brighten their lives, just like the stars above. As Roderick and Cynthia sat together, basking in the afterglow of their kiss, a sense of contentment washed over them. The park, once bustling with families and friends, had now quieted down, and they relished the solitude.

He explains. "What's that star?" I ask, pointing to some random blinking red light that is moving through the sky. "That's the 'I love you' star, it only comes out on very special, ultra romantic nights when there's three big words that need to be uttered out loud." He says seriously, and my heart flutters. Is this his way of saying those three big words to me? "I guess it's out tonight because it knows you have something you need to tell me, Claire."

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

Claire paused, shuddering as she said, "It's over between me and Stan Gosling. I didn't keep his baby either… So can't we just start over? I promised I won't ever hurt you anymore…" All I felt was exasperation. "So, you came looking for me because you realized no one's bothered to take your crap?" "No! I really love you!" Claire cried even harder. "Don't you remember?! You promised that you'd always stay with me back at university…" "I do," I replied calmly. "I also remembered working overnight just to bake a cake for you, only for you to hand it off to Stan. "I also remember that time I felt like I could die from a high fever, but you told me you're busy shopping for new clothes with Stan.

Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything. I struggled to push myself up, but it was futile. The guests continued stepping on me as if I didn’t exist. By the time I managed to lift my head, all I could see was Regina laying her head on Jared’s shoulder. Fireworks erupted in the air, streaking gold across the night sky. “I love you, Baby,” Jared said softly. My chest constricted. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart or my body that hurt, but I couldn’t take it anymore. My vision darkened, and my eyes rolled back.

“Forever, even in silence.” I remember our first night together, the way he trembled when he touched me, how he made love to me like he was discovering religion for the first time. He kissed every part of me like I was made of prayers. When it was over, he pressed his forehead to mine and said, “I will never let anything take you from me.” Funny how the world makes liars of lovers. Noah didn’t ask about his father much. And when he did, I’d give vague answers. “He was strong,” I’d say. “Smart. A man of big dreams.” All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie.