Love Burns Bright Novels & Stories

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter 019: McCarthy v Rodrigo. Spencer was so shocked to find out that Bruno had been working with Mr Rodrigo feeding him information about his business and personal life. Spencer grabbed the gun and aimed at Bruno's head, Bruno begged for mercy and pleaded for his life shaking as the gun was facing in between his eyebrows, sweat dripping from his face, and a cool shiver down his spine. “what have I gotten myself into?” Bruno thought to himself.

Side by side, she linked, pulse steady, my tide, your fire. The loft held them, candles dimming, furs soft, wildflowers’ scent wrapping their vow. Below, Mara sharpened her blade, Jasper carved, Lila mapped, Cora prayed—the pack’s heart beat on, but here, Sam and Kevin burned, their love a sensual flame against the dark, a spark for the battles ahead.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

The mark of pain and retribution. When she stepped back, she let out a breath and stared at the glowing metal like she’d just exorcised a demon. We gave him a few seconds. Let the pain marinate. Then I pulled my gun. Rueben looked at me with the last shred of strength he had left. His voice was nearly gone. “W-why…” “Because you thought you could hurt what I love and walk away.” I offered the gun to Lovia who took it without hesitation. She looked Rueben dead in the eyes and whispered:

"Tell me, Tucker, what was I to you? Was I merely a stand-in for someone else? I poured my heart into loving and understanding you, yet all I ever got in return was indifference and contempt. "And now, out of nowhere, you say you regret it and want to 'make things right.' Do you honestly think I still need that?" A flicker of pain crossed his face. His throat moved, but I refused to hear another excuse. I cut him off coldly. "Tucker, don't say another word. Your promises are empty now. I was never the one you truly loved." The moment I spoke, a strange calm settled over me, as if all the pain and bitterness were finally slipping away.

“Remember the sun! Remember the life inside you! BURN HIM!” Suddenly, Naelis’s light became brighter and more blinding than ever before. It wasn't just golden anymore, it was a white hot fire that felt like the sun had touched the earth. The power surged through her veins, making her eyes glow with a light so bright that Lihont had to shield his eyes. The golden wave began to overpower Lihont’s shadows and darkness started to evaporate and disappear into the air. Now, Lihont was the one being pushed back, his boots skidded on the stone porch, and his shadow leg began to flicker.

That’s why his darkness lured me in, because my darkness wanted to be freed. There was no denying anymore that I love him, I love him beyond anything you can possibly imagine. I wish I could run back, and tell him that but it would be of no use. As he said, he could never love me. And now, he hated me. How funny that my darkness is what makes him hate me, while it’s his darkness that makes me love him. Yes, how funny. To be Continued......

Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. Love may be invisible, Although it's right before your eyes, Love can leave you empty, Love can make you whole. Love can make or break you, Love is in your soul. ....

Yes," she answered. People she used to be with almost every day before. After lunch or maybe at late afternoon she would do that. At hours when people are relaxing after works. It's still morning so she will be going to horse riding first. And on the plateau she loves to go. She's there at the stable. Pegasus is the only one she wants to ride but it has an illness the veterinarian said. "Pegasus is also getting older," Mang Castor explained. "It's okay. I'd rather choose Star," she replied. The heat of the sun was still nice when she reached the top of the plateau. Just like how she spent her whole day before. She suddenly imagined Jake in its appearance as it handed red rose flower to her

my voice now raising in volume. “Then fucking show me,” she practically screamed at me. “What could be so bad or terrifying that you do which would leave me traumatized? What’s to say that seeing what you do, I mean actually do, doesn’t kick start something inside of me to be like you are? You have no…” I couldn’t take it anymore. The anger was fueling how I felt about her. I couldn’t love her. Love was a weakness that someone could use against me. The way she stood up to me was so fucking hot. I felt like I was going to explode.