Love From The Past Novels & Stories

"I love you for the man you are now. Not the man you were trying to be before. The man standing here right now. For the man you're becoming. For how hard you're trying. For the life we're building, piece by piece. I love you for the rest of my life too." They just stood there for a minute. In the garden. Under the fairy lights. The night air felt cool on their skin. But the moment felt warm between them. The future felt so close they could almost touch it. The past, with all its pain, felt far away, far behind them, where it belonged. The love they had found again, the second time around, felt real and solid and true.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

"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.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

"You call this stalking redemption? I don't need your guilt-driven babysitting. You owed me loyalty. You owed me faith. Not this... this obsessive shadowing!" His chin dropped to his chest. "...I'm sorry." Bella inhaled sharply, forcing the lump in her throat down. "Stop trespassing in my life. Just... disappear." She spun on her heel before he could see her eyes glisten. Damian remained rooted, arms limp at his sides. Tears blurred his vision as his nails bit into his palms. "Then tell me," he whispered to the empty space she'd occupied, "how do I stop loving you?"

so many answers he assume to hear. "I love you." I said and give him a smack on the lips. "Maybe that's enough answer for you not to look back in the past and keep torturing yourself." I said and wipe the lone tear in his face. "I will always look back in the past baby...the pain that I caused you, the physical, mental and emotional trauma I've putted in you...those were always the things which will be reminder to myself to love you further and more." "Cloud...we should forget the past because if we still bring it back, we will not be happy in the present and we will just only spoil the future."

With Much Love. Elvira🤍

I love everything he does and I will never get tired of them. "This... Is us. Me and you. It's you I love, Ashley, not anyone else. Not Heather, not Karina and not any fucking girl from my past. That's what they are, baby. They are my past, and that's what they will remain. You... You're my fúcking present. " He grunts as he keeps his pace fast and rough. I lift my head slightly and press my palm against my mouth; muffling the screams that fall from my mouth.

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents