Love Is Fleeting Novels & Stories

She huffed in annoyance, "You're no fun. Anyway, you know who's coming back to town?" "Yeah, I know. That's why I'm asking, isn't it?" Her gaze narrowed at me. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, my dear Camiela." "That's not the full quote, my dear Shirley," I mocked. "Then what is?" My gaze fell to the floor as my elbow hit my purse, causing it to tumble onto the ground and send all my belongings pouring out. I groaned in annoyance and stood kneeling down to pick it up. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit—"

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 really love you, Abby exclaims. Debbie felt the sincerity of that voice and it must be Abby. How she wish that is it her. ‘Look Alexis, I don’t know you and I’m so sorry. I’m in love with someone now.’ Debbie excuse herself for a moment. She cries and walks out the garden. Abby follows her and whispers again. ‘Why you’re crying? You’re not alone. I’m here for you and embrace Debbie. Come on, sweet, can we have dinner now? ‘

Even though I want him to love me immediately, and to love me the way I love him, ay hindi ko pa rin maiwasan ang maghangad na sana'y mahalin niya ako ng nasa tamang proseso. Because I believe that, wanting and dreaming for a thing that you wanted to last longer than it should, is needed to take a step by step process. And that's what I want. Dahil hindi ko gugustuhin kong mamahalin niya lamang ako sa loob lamang ng kaunting panahon. I might loss my sanity if that happens. Ngunit kahit ano ang maging resulta no'n, ay bukal sa loob ko pa rin iyong tatanggapin. That's how I love him. I love him foolishly. "Oh! It's near twelve in the afternoon." He said while still looking at his watch. " Come

"Love doesn't exist, Dean." Dean raised his eyebrows, watching me with skepticism."You really believe that?" I nodded with sureness. "Love is-it's simply a fascination. It's an idea. It's lust and infatuation that lasts until a certain point but it's never certain and it's never something that is meant to last so why-why bother relishing in it? It's temporary and comes with-so much pain and wasted energy. All this time you spend worrying about something, caring for them, just for them to- leave and become a stranger, or die."

My hands shook a little as I placed the ring on his finger. "Now to share the flame." Stoic continued, but I had no idea what he was talking about. Stoic looked at Nate, and Nate gave him a nod. A permission to do something. I watched intently as Stoic placed his hand on Nate's chest and pulled out a purple flame from him. I had never seen such a thing. "This flame represents love, passion, life, and commitment. Now they will be tied, sharing everything in life." Stoic split the flame in two; they were much smaller apart than together. Stoic then shoved one half of the flame in Nate and the other in myself. I felt odd for a moment, just for one moment.

This one was slow, tender, full of affection—not lust. For a fleeting moment, our love felt like an escape, a brief oasis from everything that awaited us outside. The calm after the storm of our passion left us unsteady, unsure of how we’d face the turbulence of reality. To be continued…

Maria replied with a sad tone. “What do you mean hold?” Daria asked again but Maria seemed hesitant, “I’m sorry if am offending you” Daria drew back. “No it’s fine I actually had a terrible experience with love” Marisa paused asking for another refill, “I fell in love with the most beautiful man I had ever seen, but he wasn’t in love with me at the time we met, my friend seduced him” she paused again. “And they had a fall out leading to his disappearance, so hear I am, unable to find love again”she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have, and breathe life into the person who took it in the first place. Laken stole my breath. She was my gale-force wind, and I will gladly give her every breath I have just to keep her safe, alive, and mine. If I have to live without her then I don’t want my breath. I don’t want anything but her. I will go to hell and back to get her from the grips of death.

Everyone inside her chamber cared and loved her more than she could ask for but the only person she wanted the most, did not love her the way she wanted him to be. Apparently Lou Che did not know what to do. He just stood there and looked very confused. Everyone was crying and technically forced him to consummate his marriage with Li Xi Shi. His body reacted strangely too. He guessed the effect of the love potion was starting to make him aroused. Lou Che looked deeply at Li Xi Shi’s teary eyes. That moment he was starting to cry too. All the things he held inside his heart bursted out uncontrollably. “I cannot…. I cannot….” He cried. He shook his head and made Li Xi Shi wail.