Love In A Library Novels & Stories

“Porsche naman. Hindi na mabiro. Balik na nga lang ako sa pagiging Pambansang Bestfriend ulit. Pa-kiss nga ako.” Life is hard and scary so you need someone by your side, whether that someone is your friend, family, partner or all of them. So is love, kaya ang love ay hindi puwede sa mga taong duwag dahil ang takot ay ginagawa nilang excuse pero ang totoo ay tamad silang mag-effort mag-take ng risk, at ipakita ang sincerity nila para sa kanilang minamahal. -OH MY END!- Bonus: Tips Para Maka-Move On sa Kabiguan Ayon sa “Love is a Horror Story”

Hey everyone, I'm The Tigress. This is actually my first book. and I really hope that you all love it. I think the Hispanics are really sexy and romantic and Spanish is a language I want to learn so bad!!!. Please keep reading and I love interactions in the comments, let me know your thoughts and feelings. This book is everything: Love, drama, betrayal and everything naughty and kinky in between ( if you are into that) Just sit tight and enter this beautiful world with me. If you love this, I hope to write more. My stories reflect who I am a lot.

~ Elena’s POV ~ The library was always a calming place for me a small refuge from the chaos of my thoughts. The air carried the faint scent of old paper and polish, a comforting mix that made me feel safe. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting golden reflections across the shelves and the open book in my hands. It was a romance novel. The kind that made you believe in love the soft, consuming kind that wrapped around your heart until it ached. I’d always wondered what it felt like to be loved like that. To mean the world to someone. To find my forever.

Within that warm, amber hush, the room seemed less a chamber and more a living thing breathing quietly with memory, study, and solitude. It was a library befitting a royal, she walked through the library, her fingers running through every surface, she had always liked books, especially romance novels. They made her happy because they made her think of what could be. She didn't think she would ever be loved or deserved love but maybe that could change, as quickly as the thought came she pushed it away. A huge sigh escaped her lips, what was she doing here in the library of her enemy, going through his books and quickly her mind went to the kiss they shared yesterday, “What did he mean by it”

"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?"

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

His presence alone made my stomach twist, my heart hammer, and every nerve ending tingle. “Been thinking about you, Yas,” he said softly. I leaned in instinctively to his voice, my breasts brushing his chest accidentally. “You were gone… with her.” I murmured, my tone dropping at the last word. His eyes didn’t leave me, but I could see the storm of frustration in them. The quietness in the library amplified the tension– the rustle of pages from nearby tables, the distant hum of the AC, my own pulse thundering in my ears.

His grip was so tight I thought he would crush the bone. "Liliana, you're lying, aren't you? You loved me for ten years!" "You're just using him to get to me. You don't love him. You love me." I yanked my hand back. "Yes, so you did know how much I loved you. Is that why you felt so free to trample all over me?" Bruno struggled for words. "And Carla, the girl you raised... can you really abandon her?" A pang of pain shot through me. I remembered the day everyone had pointed their fingers at me, and I gave a self-deprecating smile.

Cace’s eyes widened as they turned golden brown, I knew my words sprouted his wolf and my wolf drove me insane as I jumped on his body, he held me leading me to the library, “I wondered why he brought me here” “You choose a library among all the places in this house”I smirked as I looked around. “I’ve read all the books in this library, three consecutive times which is why I decided to bring you here, no one would hear a word but we would be recorded by the books in the library” “You’re really wild with your thoughts Cace” I opted to kiss him, I initiated the kiss but I never knew how he changed the tides. He really wanted the books to record our love making as we slammed around the shelves,

I needed a little more time to burst free from this rope and get out of this room. “This one should do too, she has such fierce eyes. She must be very beauty and her black hair too, I say he will like her.” Blaise said, and Ryker nodded. “Take her away.” Ryker said and the guards dragged the wolf out of the room. “That’s two out of five ladies, what about this one?” Blaise said and pointed to the lady next to me. “She is pretty endowed around the chest area. I am sure he will like her. I heard he is a party man, he likes them big. Alright take her.” Ryker said and the guards dragged her out of the room.