Novel & Cerita Love Innocence

It was easy for Artemisia to understand that pity, the creature understood what he was saying, but the young woman still felt that the world was unfair. She was the protagonist of that story, at least in the story itself she could have a happy ending, just one damn moment of happiness. It hurt more to accept that, reality was like a slap full of anger and recklessness, leaving her face red to mark the shame of such innocence. Innocence, stupidity, false hope that had never led Artemisia anywhere but pain.

Till now she has only ran away from him then how can things take turns like this. She has no idea who Mikhail is, what his life is other than scaring people, what are his thoughts, how he talks to other people, how he thinks and how he looks at things. Till now he was a murderer and rapist for her but Lovina proved her wrong. She thought he didn't care but he saved her from those men. She is not able to recognise him. She has no courage to go to him because she knows that she might faint the second she stands in front of him. Even if she doesn't then how will she ask him to marry him? Will words come out of her mouth without meeting the blackout.

Alois Devaraux, the first Emperor of Heaven who is known for his excellency in crafting weapons, set his own foot on the land of mortals to bring peace and execute the wolves using his very own hands. Meanwhile, in a far away mountain located in the land of mortals home a woman who fell in love with a wolf, Callista Cournellier. Upon searching for a Comfrey amidst the forest, she stumbled upon a man whom she thought of as a hunter, Louis Valentine. Their meetings did not end in this and they eventually got married. The woman soon bore a child in her womb. The gender is still unknown but a decision has been made to call the baby Anastasia if it’s a female, or Gavin if it is of the opposite ge

And she gave him a very thorough and unforgettable lesson. Angelica was looking out the window at the beautiful landscape and was enjoying the sweet scent of the roses that worked its way through the slightly opened window. The beautiful view and sweet scent helped blot out the ugly scenes and scents of that faithful night. Since that night Roderick had been courting her with sweet poems and bouquets of hot house flowers. He never touched her or invaded her space, he always had a smile ready or he'd laugh at the slightest notion. He acted like he didn't have a care in the world, but she knew that wasn't true. She heard him discussing business with the steward and with some other gentleman th

Having just found herself being deceived by her true love and lost faith in the whole world, it’s difficult for her to feel bound by shame or any other kinds of moral standards. “Have a good trip,” She spoke softly to the cute little boy, and then printed a deep, gentle kiss on his forehead. The little boy Eric symbolized all her happiness, all her sweet simple dreams in that narrow, smelly but warm and cozy hotel. Now her dream woke up and everything was gone. From now on, she won’t be that kind, simple, innocent Amelia anymore.

The tenderness in his touch would no longer carry the weight of detachment; instead, it would be an affirmation of a love that dared to defy societal expectations. As I lay there, the scent of morning permeating the air, My imagination painted vivid scenes of a love story untethered from the shadows of secrecy. I envisioned a Bruno who, free from the shackles of societal judgment, could openly acknowledge the depth of their connection. In this alternate reality, their love story would unfold like the pages of a romance novel, filled with passion, understanding, and a shared commitment to overcome the challenges that lay ahead.

"Even though she has a temper, mood swings I loved her," "I'm willing to sacrifice my all, for my sister by heart even not by blood." Geneva said while walking, Geneva thought that she overcome all her difficulties in life thanks to Cindy that strengthens her, They both fighting in a situation wherein not having a father to feel love, "What is this? Is it a true gun…" said Geneva while Cindy pushed her in the highway with her, Geneva seems too scared by in the middle of a lot vehicles, different vehicles that can kill them,

I knew she was the last person to turn to, but Chloe was the only one who would take me in at this hour, I didn’t want to go to a hotel, I needed to be with someone. She sat me down gently and placed my head against her bosom. It felt good. It felt relaxing. I raised my head slowly, and my face was really close to hers. I placed my lips on hers and kissed her. The kiss moved from slow to fast, really quick. Lois wouldn’t mind, after all, last night was a mistake, and this was a loveless marriage, and I meant nothing to her.

The girl looking back at me was different. “No more naïve Mrs.,” I said quietly. “I’m the heiress of the Avila Cooperative.” “And I win.” Pain burned behind my eyes. Betrayal by love. Betrayal by proximity. At least Dad still had someone loyal. Mr Peter. I didn’t. I opened my drawer and took out my red lipstick. One by one, I cut out the men in suits from the photos. I pasted their faces onto the mirror. Under each face, I wrote:

' He mouthed her darkly, but she refused to budge from there. She may be present there physically, but her soul was falling into the bottomless pit of sorrow and devastation, and she rubbed her hand on her chest to ease the invisible pain. Her vision kept blurring again and again, she had to blink, and the tears dripped down as she stared at him, shattered. How could he? Innessa flinched when someone bumped into her. It was a man, and a blonde was kissing him, eating his mouth. It wasn't just any blonde. It was the same girl Issac was running away from. Was... Was all of that a lie, too?