Love Is The Sweetest Thing Mga Nobela at Kwento

Arthur jerked her back to reality. "What is true love like?" She asked in a low tone. Arthur smiled. "Some will say when you can't stop thinking about someone,when he puts a smile on your face,when he makes your heart beat rapidly,when he drives you crazy,when he makes you feel complete,blah blah blah blah..." Arthur sounded so poetic that it made her laugh. The way she smiled,Arthur could swear he had never seen her like that before. "But for me, love is the sweetest feeling you'll ever experience." He gazed at her deeply.

Ruby sincerely asked. Irene sighed before making an attempting to answer the question, "I am sorry, I have heard such word before, but I don't you can ever live without Loving. Love is a sweet thing. It even matters to you most especially. You haven't turn to wolf, then who knows maybe falling in love, thinking about his nude would make you shift just immediately."

The day might have been crazy but I got to end it with the sweetest word ever. "I love you. . ." I whispered again.

"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach for more; that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds" How can this girl always manage to pluck the exact feeling in my heart? -

"Is this what love has done to you? Turned you into... this?" His expression didn’t change, and his voice remained low. "Boss, what I’m about to say—I want you to hear it as advice from a friend, not from your assistant. Love is not a weakness, no matter how much you’ve tried to convince yourself it is. It is not something to fear or hate. It is a necessity, like food or shelter. Sure, not everyone gets to experience true love, but when you do... even if it is just for a fleeting moment, it changes everything. It gives life meaning. Peace. Fulfillment.

I flashed him a knowing smile. "Power is far sweeter than love ever was. Don't you think?"

As long as he loves me.

Love really is a beautiful thing, and I’m so glad that I’ve finally found my forever person. The End.

She wondered if any of them were still out there, living stories she hadn’t finished. Raegan pulled out her phone and opened her Notes app. The cursor blinked at her, patient and expectant. For a moment, she hesitated, fingers hovering. Then she typed: This is not love, not the kind I dreamed of. This is staying quiet to keep someone from leaving. This is setting myself on fire just to light the way for them. She stopped, heart racing. Her throat tightened. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t polished or gentle or safe. But it was hers.

He was getting suspicious now . What did she say to make him like this ? She quickly racked her brain. Oh God ! She had made a terrible mistake . How had she slipped through her thought and said it out loud ? Oh gosh "Err I thought everyone loves sweet things ??!" She made a face and prayed that he bought it . Micheal couldn't be easily fooled like that . "I guess? Though I don't think so . Not everyone loves sweet things but I do . I love them so very much , even my mom had gotten scared before . " Micheal chuckled