Love Is War Novels & Stories

It was like a sports competition between two teams. "The feud is over," Lila said, tilting her head. Her father had told her that they must make it believable that the feud had ended because that was the only way that they could get Skyline to acknowledge their efforts. "And that is the reason we are getting married," she added with a smile on her face. She knew the situation was not convincing, but that was the best she could help herself with. "We are marrying for love; who says enemies cannot love each other?" Levi chimed in an exclaim that was not necessary.

The man asked curiously, his Spanish accent is obvious. "I call it the love Ring. it's Unique for getting stuck in the hands of your lover. If it's true love...then it can't be taken off" Dane smiled. it was smart enough of using a love-related Tool to get to him. He was a famous Spanish designer known for his outstanding work of Couple and love products. This would certainly tickle his fancy. "Oh then... that's fascinating" Mark smiled, certainly captivated. *********** It was a total bummer to arrive at a fancy party in a cab, and Kate couldn't help but be a victim!

Anyone and everyone could be a risk to you, no matter how old, how big, or how small the person was. This war was one that we needed to win, for both family and love. This was a Love In The Mafia Wars.

The frustration and desperation in his voice as he looks away is so raw and I crawl over to sit in his lap and take his face in my hands and force him to look at me. “I love you too,” I say and see sadness in his eyes as a tear escapes down his cheek. “How can you say that after everything I’ve just told you?” “Because it’s true. Because even though we have literally everything against us, I still want to try. I want to fight. Because this is worth fighting for; you’re worth fighting for.” “No, I’m not, Violet! I can’t give you a happy ending. It’s just not in the cards for me. My life is too messy. You’re already too involved. I’m not good for you. I don’t deserve your love.”

Anyone and everyone could be a risk to you, no matter how old, how big, or how small the person was. This war was one that we needed to win, for both family and love. This was a Love In The Mafia Wars.

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

(Source taken from Wiki Diff) More details... Love = now or in the future Loved = in the past See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

" Did you ever really love me Angelo, or was I just like a drug to you until you found your permanent fix?" I knew I had fired shots at Blue . " I'm not using ." " It feels as if you're using me just to pass time until something better comes along. I know what love is and this feels broken..." © #KCMmuoe

He shifted despite the pain and reached for my hand, threading his fingers through mine. “That is not yours to carry alone.” The words hit something fragile inside me, because alone was exactly how I had been carrying every mistake, every death, and every broken decision. As if love meant absorbing all the blame. I let out a shaky breath. “It feels like everything I touch survives at a cost.” His thumb moved slowly over my knuckles. “That is what war does. It lies to you and tells you every consequence is your fault.” I stared at him. “And what does love do?”

"Don't,Please don't make this harder." "It's already hard. At least let's be honest about what we're feeling." "I love you too.I love you and it's killing me because I can't have you. I can't choose you without destroying everything else." "Then we find a way." "There is no way.Our families hate each other. They're at war we're just collateral damage." "We don't have to be." "Yes, we do." I grab my purse, my phone, and leather jacket. "That's what people like us are. We're weapons. Tools. We don't get to choose love over duty."