Love Is Priceless Romane & Geschichten

"No. But it's the truth, and God, Weston, tonight I think I finally understand how much that costs you to give." He reached for her hand — not the calculated, camera-ready gesture from the press conference, not even the desperate, unplanned kiss from two nights ago. Just his fingers finding hers in the dark of a room that had held more honesty in the last hour than most rooms held in a lifetime, and holding on like it was the only steady thing left standing.

She was my Ex that made me think love was such a cruel thing. Looking back at all those months I dated Lori, it was nothing but pain and sorrow. I loved her with everything I had: my time, energy and resources but I got nothing else in return other than pains and so much pains. I had felt like I would never survive my last encounter with her. Greg was right, Lori treated me light shit, like I was a nobody. The last time I ever got to hear from her was when she broke up with me.

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

Martinis's pov I was lost in her beauty when she came to aisle..she was looking breathtakingly beautiful..her gown was perfectly fitted over her body..her hairs were tied in beautiful bun..she was not wearing too much makeup ..then also she was looking beautiful..indeed she is natural beauty..she came towards me by taking small steps..and I was continuously looking at her like only she exists in my world.... My heart beats were increasing with her each steps towards me...and finally her dad gave her hand in mine..and the same time I promised that I will make her my queen...do I love her..I am not sure..but I will treasure her for my whole life...

"The fireworks for that day must be the most expensive and the best. "Also, go bid on that Ocean's Tear necklace she likes. I'll give it to her on that day." Listening to his words, I lost myself for a brief moment. It almost seemed as if Martin loved me deeply. However, as quickly as the ‌thought appeared, I snapped myself out of it. Looking up and catching sight of the wedding photo of Martin and Julia, I let out a cold laugh. I opened a page on my phone, which was continuously popping up with successful transfer notifications.

If you’re reading this… You finally learned what took us decades to understand. Love isn’t measured by how tightly you hold someone. It’s measured by how freely you choose each other… Every single day. ⸻ Elaine paused. A tear slipped onto the page. Adrian quietly reached over and wiped it away before the ink could blur. She smiled weakly. Then continued. ⸻ There is one final gift waiting for you. It isn’t money. It isn’t power. It isn’t immortality. It’s something far more valuable. A chance to live an ordinary life.

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

I’d told myself I wouldn’t drink today, but here I was again, trying to drown out thoughts of her. The audio played in my head like a damn curse. “I won’t step out of this estate until the money is in my hands.” “If you want me gone, I want more.” “One hundred million dollars.” “Wouldn’t want your precious Jace to be stuck in a loveless marriage, would we?” That last line cut the deepest. Loveless. Had that been her truth all along? That it was all just a transaction to her? I downed the whiskey in one go, the burn in my throat nowhere near the one in my chest. I should hate her. I wanted to hate her. But the problem was—I couldn’t.

Even when it must remain plutonic. “You did so well yesterday, I want to acknowledge the amount of pain you’ve endured. You’re a beautiful Warrior, any man would be lucky to have you as their partner, don’t ever cut yourself down again for anyone.” Every word I spoke was the truth, I watched as she blinked away tears. Like she’d never had someone truly appreciate her. No one had ever loved or appreciated her resilience. “Thank you Henry” she spoke softly “thank you for giving me a safe space to fall apart” her voice quivering “that’s not something I’m used to.” She said with a sadness and gratitude.