Love For Two Lives Novels & Stories

She knows we didn’t get married for love that I was just trying to give my daughter a stable home while she was looking for the same. Intimacy between us has never been an issue; I’m still alive after all, but there was never any great passion between us, and she knows and has been fine with this. In fact, after the crisis bonding period right after Adrienne passed, the guilt had been so strong that I may have neglected my new wife there in the beginning.

Trevor seemed more energized than ever, especially after I let slip how much I still grieved the child we’d lost. "Mia," he said, his forehead slick with sweat, “let’s have another baby, shall we?” Droplets of sweat fell onto my dazed face as he leaned closer, wiping them away before pulling me into his arms, his movements unyielding and insistent. The force of it left me breathless, words catching in my throat as I struggled to keep up.

Love was worth it. Love was care, and kindness, and hope. Love was romance and admiration, built on attention and effort. It was faith and having trust, even in the difficult times of doubt and secrets and those times where nothing ever seemed so simple. And yet, it was everything she wanted. Through the complications and all the fear, there was nothing more that Liviana wanted than to love and to be loved. And to be loved by two? As much of a dream as it could be, Liviana always thought of it as a bad one. A real life nightmare.

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 80: Promises and Lies Nobody spoke. The hallway seemed to shrink around them. Noah stood frozen in the doorway, staring directly at Seraphine. Not with anger. Not exactly. Something worse. Betrayal. The kind that survives for years. The kind that never fully heals. "You said it was over." Seraphine remained motionless. For once— the woman who always seemed to have an answer had none.

Their endless kisses on the pool and on the sea and their endless love making like they are bound together to be eternity. Her eyelashes fluttered and she looked at him. She looks like an angel whenever she wakes up. Two years ago, when they were living together, he would wake up first and wait for her to open her eyes, just like this. It was so wonderful. Like the first bloom of flowers in the first spring. He would tell her that she's the most beautiful woman on earth and kiss her. Now, he did kiss her, and she slowly kissed back. He pulled back, both breathless and she sighed, her eyes fluttering beautifully.

“That’s what you say before you start catching feelings and writing poetry in the margins of your manuscripts.” “I’m not writing poetry.” “Yet.” “God, you’re annoying.” “You’re delusional.” They stared each other down. Then Niya exhaled a breath she’d been holding too long. “Fine. Maybe I felt something. Maybe I do when he looks at me like he sees all the shit I’m trying to hide. But it’s not real. I’m not stupid. I know who he is. I know this isn’t love. It’s survival.” “Survival can start to feel like love when someone rescues you. Just… don’t confuse the two.”

The current me was undesirable for any man, and my heart ached terribly. Still, I could not understand why Reynold kept me around even though he did not love me. He could have just told me, and we would have divorced. Yet, not only did he take away my ability to have children, but he even cheated and betrayed me, In the end, I didn't visit the doctor. Instead, I went home alone. The mansion was the home Reynold and I purchased when we got married, back when his career was just starting to take off. I could still remember us lying in bed, talking about the future. We had dreamed of having two kids—a boy and a girl—a perfect family of four.

she said on seeing me. "You!! You tried to kill my Jane!! She is critical because of you!!"I shouted at her angrily. "Barry, it's all for good. Now, both of you can be together for the rest of your immortal lives. You both love each other. But, how can a mortal human and an immortal vampire live a happy life? So, I just helped you. I did what you wouldn't have been able to do." she said smiling. I just kept staring at her not knowing what to say.

It was the law of our world, the crude, ancient code that settled disputes over territory, honor, and… possession. She spun around and her eyes flashed. "The hell I don’t! This is my life you’re talking about, Landon! I do have a choice, and I’m choosing not to let this happen. There’s no way I’m going to let the two men I love fight over me like I’m some damn trophy in a game. You think I want to watch you two beat each other bloody because of me?" The two men I love. Hearing her say that she loved Darren too… it felt like a knife sliding straight into my chest and twisting slowly.

Taunt Genta with a laugh. Sensing Kaylila's weakening, Genta loosens her grip. His hands stroked Kaylila's cheek, leaving Kaylila disgusted and looking away. "I love you so much, baby. I'm not going to let you be with anyone else. You're just mine. I'm the one who deserves to have you. I keep you chaste so that when the time comes, I will take away your chastity. You don't think I'm interested in seizing what you have? Very eager. I don't want to see you owned by anyone. You know that. But, you want to get married? With that guy? I'm not going to stay silent. You want to try? Go ahead." Genta's words make Kaylila fearless. The crying is becoming more and more.