Love Comes To Those Who Believe It Novels & Stories

"Caily, please listen to me, I promise you I will do better from now on and I won't just..." "Dylan, please, please." I shut my eyes, feeling my head throb with a dull ache. "Just direct your promises to the one whom you truly love." "And that person is you, Caily. You have to believe me." "Love comes in actions, not words. The one you showed those actions towards was Kate, direct your promises to her too. Dylan, I am really tired." my frustration eventually seeped into my voice, overwhelming the plainness of my earlier tone.

She spoke gently to his grave She said “and if life ever happens for us again “ Fight, fight for what you want, fight for the people you cherish, fight with your whole strength. You were such an amazing man and the little time life gave us chance , you gave me life. Poor orphan that had no family, you gave me hope , you redeemed me and I felt home was you. Even in your grave I will forever love you… She whispered, “Thank you for loving me, even when love lied.” She placed a small notebook at the base of the headstone.

The rest was history. “Everyday for the last 10 years, I woke up with the same hope. Hope that Theo would be standing by the door to invite me into his life.” Ruth spoke through tears. Dana listened patiently. She didn’t feel that Ruth was a bad person, just misplaced feelings and misguided intentions. She even felt sorry for her. It would have been best if Theo could find feelings for her. But love can’t be guided or designed, it just happens. That’s the magic of it all.

He knelt beside the bed and willed me to listen to him "You must have forgotten that I agreed to marry you, be with you for better or for worse. So what is this is the worst? I said I was going to be with you and I want to fulfill that promise I made to you on our wedding day, in front of the priest, in front of your friends. Mei I used to think being in love completely wasn’t possible, I used to think love couldn’t make me feel like I was floating in love clouds… but with you… I know love is real and every day I fall deeply in love with you.

Christian Express his vision to Roose. "You cannot understand this because you will have many people who believe in you and you will believe in them. But people like us have very few people whom we can trust. People like you can also buy people. To believe in yourself or to believe in them, but few people like us are destined. Those who can give us love in life, can give confidence, can give us hope to live."Roose words irritated Christian this time.

Maisie came closer to me and hugged me around my abdomen, her hair smelt of pineapples and cherries blended together and with my left arm, I began to smoothen it, slowly. "You know, right from when we met in Bulgaria, during the race, I knew fate meant for us to be together, forever", she whispered, her eyes moving from my eyes, to my lips, my eyes again, my neck. "I felt that connection like... like I had met the one, but now, forever seems like such a short time, I'm dying, and we might not escape this".

And Caelith is the shortest road to everything you’ve always looked for. I don’t know what to say, because the image hurts — it’s so perfect it’s painful. It’s the life I always wanted, but never believed I could have. The kind of happiness that only exists in other people’s stories. — And what if I don’t love him? — my voice comes out small. He watches me for two or three seconds, and there’s so much certainty in his gaze I barely need more to believe him. — Love comes with time, — he says. — It grows out of peace. When the heart finds rest, love blooms. All you have to do is say out loud that this is what you want. And everything else will be erased from your heart.

He cleared his throat, reconsidered clearing it, and then went ahead. “My sister,” he said, “is proof that God loves a comeback.” Laughter. Murmurs. A few soft “amens.” Rory’s voice grew steady. “She taught me that love is not a lottery ticket. It’s a garden. You don’t win it—you tend it. And when frost takes it, you curse the sky, you brew some chicory, and you start again in spring.” He looked toward Ava, who looked up at the tent ceiling because it was easier than looking at the people who loved her or the man who might.

Mary stopped again, her head going upwards as if she now was praying. She lowers her eyes and starts again. “She had tears in her eyes, ‘You are my creation’ she said. ‘As I cannot undo the curse that witch did, I can lessen it. You, Serafino, will show love but never have it yourself till the day that a non-believer in love falls in love with you with her whole heart. Then and only then will your curse be broken, you Brian, you will find love but it will be ripped away from you, making you unable to love again. You will find love where you would never want to find it, but as she breaks down your walls around your heart and then, when the day comes that you admit to truly loving her, not you

I lifted my hand to his cheek, a soft smile tugging at my lips. “Why wouldn’t I trust the man I love?” He pulled me into his arms, his shoulders shaking slightly, like someone clutching a precious treasure they’d almost lost forever. A few warm tears fell onto my face, our hands entwined in a silent promise. (The End)