Love Is Love Amazon Novels & Stories

With love, Great.

he said, taking her hand in his. Tears welled up in Max's eyes as she looked up at Red. "I love you so much," she said, her voice filled with emotion. The rest of us gathered around them, cheering and clapping as Red got down on one knee and pulled out a small box from his pocket. "Max, will you marry me?" he asked, opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. Max nodded, tears streaming down her face. "Yes, yes, I will!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around Red's neck.

"I love you too" ----------------------------

I say as we head to our getaway wrapping my arms around my loves and pulling them close. THE END

Value self. Amen. Your love, The Friend

I glanced up at Jace who stared at us with a raised brow then I whispered to her. "I'm actually in love with Lee Dong Wook who played the role of Lee Yeon from the Kdrama series Tale of the Nine Tailed...but Jace will do" "I like her ", she said to Jace then returned to her bed. "How did you people....", I pointed at the both of them, my finger moving back and forth. She looked nothing like Jace so she couldn't be his kid...so was she? "He kidnapped me", Noel deadpanned earning a glare from Jace.

Now think if the two are really lovers, it's well-matched! But anyway, Uri guessed he had a dozen followers, maybe lining up all over Los Angeles. Uri was a man but also admitted that Alex was indeed very attractive, not to mention his family or talent, only by appearance also enough for others to hug him day and night. Uri stared blankly at his large, sturdy back, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his chest. He didn't know how to describe this feeling... it was a feeling of security, sobbing, longing to possess something... or it could be... stir.

A phantom billionaire who was running from his own empire, just like I was running from mine. "Well, Mr. Cross," I said, walking back into the study and dropping into the massive leather chair. I opened my laptop, pulling the document back onto the center screen. "Looks like I'm not the only one wearing a mask." I highlighted the title I had typed just an hour ago: THE MECHANIC'S WIFE. I hit delete. I typed a new one, the keys clacking like a drumbeat. THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET.

I step out of the car and approach slowly, fingers tracing the engraved letters: “Olivia Kingsley, beloved daughter, wife and mother, always in our hearts.” I kneel, resting my hands on the cool stone. A bouquet of fresh lilies, her favorite, rests against the base. I had picked them up on the way here, the soft fragrance a small comfort amidst the storm in my chest.

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”