Novel & Cerita Love For Autumn

"Don’t lie. We’ve known each other for years. I know you’re dying to say something." I raise a brow at her, and the moment she averts her gaze, her mouth opens—ready to spill whatever's been choking her all morning. "It’s just… I can’t believe you’ve fallen in love. That’s not like you. It’s crazy to think there’s a person with real feelings hiding behind that cold exterior." "What are you implying, Scarlett? Of course I have feelings. Just because I don’t show them doesn’t mean they’re not there." "You’ve got them very well hidden," she mutters with a pout.

he said. “Thank you?” He stepped closer, studying her like he was memorizing details for future interrogation. “You’re sure about this.” “Yes.” He nodded once. “Okay. Then I’m done worrying out loud.” From Alex, that was basically a blessing. When he left, Autumn was alone with her reflection again. She touched the diamond on her finger. Love, she reminded herself. Not power. Not whatever strange currents she still felt threading through the world sometimes. Just love. Somewhere deep beneath Chicago, something old shifted.

With the sharp stench of coal smoke and dead leaves strewn across the cobblestones the October wind blew through the Bowerys windswept streets. In 1847 New York was a city of contrasts with the glare of gas lamps futilely trying to drive back the darkness of the empty alleys. With her thin fingers feeling for warmth in the tattered fabric twenty-year-old Eleanor Blake pulled her wool shawl tighter around her fragile shoulders. Despite everyones advice she chose to walk home alone after leaving a fun party at the Harpers a family of longtime friends. An internal conflict had caused her to decline her hostesss offer of a carriage ride home despite the pleasant evening being interspersed with l

"I don't think he was cruel," Autumn tells me, sitting down next to me. “It’s all about revenge, Autumn! About nothing else. I hate him. And I love him at the same time. And I dream that everything will end because all these emotions are crushing me. In general I'm fine, but there are days when I just can’t cope with this shit, I see mates in love and then I get angry. What did I do wrong to be denied the right to love? ” I said, bursting into tears.

"Anyway, that's it. I've already given you the money. You can do what you want!" "Mom --" Liu Liu's cry was high and sharp, even broken. She hugged Liu Cui's arm, and Liu Cui was staggered by the sudden force. "Mom... please..." Liu Liu screamed and hugged Liu Cui's arm. It seemed that what she wanted to hold was not an arm, but a home she could never return to. He is grumpy but loves her father. Although he prefers sons to daughters, he will still take good care of her mother and her naughty brother.

I was glad to see that she was not one of those people to hold onto their anger and irritations. “Well, I’m glad it was you then.” I looked around the area and realized she was right. Only someone used to this area would be able to pick something out. Everything seemed so ordinary. The grass in the field was beginning to brown as the changing of the season progressed. Soon, the air would become chilled. Autumn was my favorite time of year because I liked the cooler weather and Blaze loved running through the forest with the dying leaves crunching under his paws. Again, I was thankful for the nature spread throughout our territory. This would suck.

"And Autumn?" "Autumn is a victim, she claims to love Xavier but not enough as she fell into Mahalia's manipulation so easily but then again, I won't blame her, her brother was dying and she needed to save him, Mahalia was the only one who could. She said and I quote "I won't trade my brother's life for some puppy love" she loves Jared too much but he's nothing but a ludicrous flirt. Here we are!"

When I was alone, I went back to my room and searched for the script. "Love is like spring, where flowers bloom and bring different colors. You have to watch them with a bright smile. Everything will disappear, but love will never. It will be with you on foggy winter nights to comfort you, to keep you warm. In summer, love will share the warmth. Autumn will always come, forcing the flowers to die, and trees will be left alone, but it will never be sad because it knows autumn never lasts for long." These beautiful lines were on the script. I wish love was what they describe in books. But it is far from it.

I said, staring at her softly. “Kavan, I am afraid of losing you,” Autumn said as she moved closer to me, snuggling me. “I am not going to leave you for anyone this autumn. I am yours, and you are mine,“ I said, drawing her closer tightly. We both hugged passionately, not wanting to let go of each other; we were acting like we were going to disappear. I wanted to be in her hands forever. “I love you, Autumn; don't ever doubt that,” I said, whispering softly in her ears. “I love you too, Kavan; promise you won't ever leave me,” she responded.

“I think I’m in love with you, Autumn.” Her bottom lip trembles and she falls into my arms, her warm tears falling on my bare chest. The unknown emotion I feel when I’m close to her, is this love without the Fated Bond attached? It’s not all-consuming or forces me to make choices I wouldn’t normally make… It feels warm and comfortable… the feeling of ‘home.’ She wipes her tears and lets out a small chuckle. “I guess I was meant to find you on that road, hey?” she says, turning her gaze to me. “I think I’m in love with you, too.”