Love For Autumn Novels & Stories

Hang-fucking-over. I hate it. I was never one to hate the world. In fact, I love mother earth, being under the scorching heat of the sun with sweat gliding down my skin. Even the snow on the mountains that would chase my breath away the higher I climb. I love every season but autumn is my favorite one. It turns the landscape into burning orange, red, and brown until all the greens are gone. Now, I hate the cold wind that’s passing through the slightly ajar balcony glass door. It’s so damn cold, freezing my broken heart that needs healing.

It came directly from his heart. This is what I wanted for him right? For Mr Reid to help so he could be free and I'll end up with Mason. But why does it feel so wrong? Why am I having a choked feeling deep inside? Someone turned on the mini stereo in the room locked away by R.City began blasting through. If I got locked away, And we lost it all today, Tell me honestly. Would you still love me the same? If I showed you my flaws, And if I couldn't be strong,

She moves on quickly. The fresh air was just what I needed to clear my mind. I've never had so much drama in my life before. It was always just packed business and war, more pack business, homeschool Treena and more battle. I'm leaning over the balcony overlooking my mother's garden. Lily's, sunflowers and my mother's favourite gladiolas. The scent still lingers even in the cool fall evening. I am reminded of how my mother danced in this garden with Treena in her arms and my father drinking his coffee. I am lost in my own memories when the sweetest scent fillings my nose. Mate! I turn to see my beautiful Lucy standing in the doorway. "Am I ever going to get a birthday dance?" She gives me th

Only after being with her did I realize what mutual love was. In the eight years with Ivy, I had never felt a single ounce of love reciprocated. When the right one appeared, the feeling would be clear, as vivid as a rainbow. Fortunately, I met Autumn and she taught me what love truly was. “Jules, let’s pick a date for our wedding. I want to have a baby with you.” Autumn said to me with a flushed face while we were on our way home from a date. I smiled and took her hand.

Autumn replied, her eyes never leaving the text, though her heart had begun to hammer against her ribs. "When are you going to accept that my uncle is head over heels in love with you?" Chloe’s voice lost its playfulness, becoming quiet and serious. "I keep telling you, Autumn. Everything he is doing—the party, the protection—it’s because he loves you." Without a word, Autumn stood up. Her throat felt tight, and the walls of the room suddenly felt like they were closing in. "Where are you going?" Chloe asked as Autumn headed for the door. "You won't let me read in peace!" Autumn called back, her voice echoing as she marched up the grand staircase.

Their love story was one for the ages, a testament to the power of connection and creativity. As they hugged, Akira whispered, "I'll paint our love story forever." Taro smiled, knowing their love would be a masterpiece. *The Wedding* Their wedding was a beautiful blend of traditional and modern elements. Akira's art studio was transformed into a stunning venue, filled with flowers, candles, and her vibrant paintings. Taro's colleagues and Akira's friends gathered to celebrate their love. As Akira walked down the aisle, Taro's eyes sparkled with happiness. They exchanged vows, promising to love and support each other through life's joys and challenges.

I squeeze her hand and continue. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever met who can challenge me in a debate or on the track, Autumn. You’re brave and stubborn and opinionated as hell. Not to mention, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I love going on adventures with you, I love training you, and I love just hanging out and watching movies with you. I wouldn’t change one hair on your perfect head. I love you, Autumn. Will you marry me?” Autumn slowly lowers her hands covering her mouth. I stare into her hazel eyes and watch them glisten as a small tear trickles down her cheek. A small sob escapes from her chest.

Kylie rolled her hips and they found a new rhythm. She was drunk on both alcohol and pleasure. Feeling powerful and wanted in a way she hadn't known she could. When the song ended, Mason spun her around and looked into her eyes, his hands still on her waist, steadying her. He could see the lust and desire in her eyes. Her breaths were coming hard and fast. She has never been turned on by a dance before but she wanted to feel him again. Feel his rock-hard body against her. Feel him with every grind she made. She wanted his hands everywhere not only on her waist.

She loves Aidan so much and gives what she can give other than sex. Autumn remembers Aidan telling her that they would just do it after their wedding. She used to think that he was too sweet and a gentleman to think about it, but now? She laughed bitterly in her mind. This is Aidan’s loss. She knows she's more than enough and she's a complete package! She's a wife-material and she always shower Aidan with love. No matter how complete package a woman is, if the man gives in to temptations, she can do nothing.

"But..." Stellar started to protest, but Autumn gently took her hand, her eyes soft and full of warmth. "Honestly, it’s because I really like you. I know it’s our first time meeting, but I can’t help wanting to be good to you. “Just take it, alright? It’s my way of showing how much you mean to me." Stellar’s heart tightened at her words. Because the truth was—she felt the same. She felt a kind of care she had never quite experienced before from Autumn