Love In Disguise Novels & Stories

Kita tried to articulate but didn't quite succeed. Lyle moved their bodies forward as he closed the door behind them. His spoken words were soft and sincere when he conveyed them. “Kita, I love you.” Kita leaned her forehead on his shoulder and then whispered. “I love you too.” With her lips lightly touching his ear, he felt the touch of her lips on his ear that ignited a desirous sigh. Lyle gazed into her midnight eyes, and she gave him the green light. He runs his fingers through her hair, taking deep breaths of her aroma and whispering in her ear in a fiery tone.

"The world out there is wicked, I want you to be smart, I want you to always strategize, you will find out a lot of things when you leave this realm but remember not to trust anyone. People can sell you out, people are unbelievable, remember all I'm saying now because it would come in handy. Don't forget to always disguise yourself. Till you fulfill any mission of yours, disguise yourself. Soon dear, soon you'll leave this realm and fulfill all your plans." "Do not let anything distract you, true love exists, but true love is rare to find. Don't let any youngman deceive you, you have to finish your mission first. I recall when I met a lady, she was really beautiful, her beauty alone attracte

I took a slow wobbly step, away from Mother Dearest who seemed to be confused and slowly losing trust in her source. If she was the Goddess of love, the a package complete with heartbreak, pain, jealousy, uncertain happiness and depression would naturally accompany the title. And surely where there is love there is war. "Wait don't leave Elizabeth I am supposed to take you to the meeting Hall." She still panics though I barely took three slow steps. "Why should I believe you? And if you think you can win my trust with the disguise of my mother it does you no good." I slowly turn due to the pain but it lets me appear disinterested while perfectly hiding away my curiosity.

"I know what you're thinking, Isabella, but I swear to you, I only hid the truth because I loved you. I didn't want you to reject me just because of my title. I wanted you to see the real me, to see that I wasn't like all the other aristocrats." Isabella stared at me, her eyes colder than winter. I could see the disgust on her face, the way she looked at me as if I was something foul and vile. It was like a dagger to my heart. "That's a laugh," she replied, her voice dripping with disdain. "You think I'm going to believe that? You lied to me, you betrayed me, and now you expect me to just forgive you because you say you love me?" She shook her head, clapping her hands in mockery. "You're jus

Before I could react she hugged me. “ Oh Jai, I am unable to move on. I still love you. Please marry me. I have changed a lot. Just say it once that you love me with a kiss and I will leave you. I will cherish this moment forever.” She whispered to me. She looked at me with pleading eyes. I felt helpless but I wanted her out of my life so I turned around to see if anyone was looking our way. As such it was the deserted side of the garden.

"You blackmailed me and whoever loves doesn't do that..." "It might be. But I've never lied about loving you. And so far I couldn't understand why we can't be together, why you just suppress your feelings... why? It's not like you're going to take life like a prince because you are a man... you continue to live in that disguise of a woman..."

“Agreed. Let’s be honest with each other, Alexander. This marriage isn’t built on love. It’s an arrangement—a duty to our families. Nothing more.” Alexander’s eyes met hers, a flicker of relief crossing his face. “I’m glad you said that. I need to be honest with you, Klarisse... I’m still in love with someone else.” Klarisse’s breath hitched, but she quickly masked her reaction. She had suspected as much, given his reluctance during the wedding preparations and the brief hesitation in his vows. She folded her hands in her lap, keeping her voice steady. “I appreciate your honesty. And you don’t have to worry—I’m not expecting anything from you. This marriage is a partnership for the sake of o

“You’ve never looked at me like that, Tamer. Not in all the years we’ve danced around each other.” He rubbed a hand over his jaw. “This isn’t the time.” “No,” she snapped. “Because you’re too busy playing the loyal fiancé to a woman who doesn’t even love you.” His silence was confirmation. She exhaled a bitter breath. “You said it yourself—this was about the company. About the Andersons winning back what was stolen. That she was a tool.” “Maybe I was wrong,” he said quietly. There was a long pause. “I loved you, once,” Elise whispered.

Their tender exchange unfurled within the halls of the mansion, a poignant depiction of unanticipated love intertwined with the echoes of unspoken truth and unwavering companionship. As they navigated the complex terrain of their rekindled love, Jace and Marvis delved deeper into the labyrinth of their emotions. "Marvis, the resonance of our unyielding love has surpassed the echoes of our tumultuous past. It's a testament to the healing power of unspoken truths," Jace affirmed, his voice buoyed by unyielding hope. Marvis, her eyes reflecting the depth of their shared love, echoed his sentiments with an unwavering affirmation. "Jace, our unyielding love signifies the triumph of healing and un

But today his wife, disgustingly saying this name, with hate in her eyes. A sharp pain he felt in his heart seeing that emotion in her eyes, where he used to see love only. He blinked and moved his emotions back and masked his hard expressions again to handle the mess happening in his life. This can't be handled by love anymore, nor is not this patient kind of a person.