Love Library Novels & Stories

Justin. Love? Is it really possible for me to fall in love with you? Or not? Because I know in my heart that one sorry from Lia, then I am willing to forgive her and forget our past. Forget all the heartaches that she has caused me, Forget all the pain I felt that night. “But most of all hyung, love is not an idea, it is something that you can feel. Never be in love with the idea that you are still in love with the person.”

this treasure of love I cherish within my soul how much I love you♡♡♡ you'll never really know you bring a joy to my heart I've never felt before with each touch of your hand I love you more and more♡♡ whenever we say goodbye whenever we part I know I hold you dearly deep inside my heart ☆☆ so these seven words I pray you hold true forever and always I will love you♡♡♡ . . . you will be my first and last love for this life in my heart you will be forever . . meanwhile in the dark sky two love cupids evil angel and good angel evil angel : why are you looking depressed

I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship. My mom loved my father so much and I watched everyday as it wrecked her. He was so undeserving of her love. I turned my head to look at Bowie again, and somehow, I don’t think that fear mattered here, because she deserves more than I’m giving to her. I wanted nothing more than to tell her how I truly felt but the words just wouldn't come. So instead, I whispered the only thing I could. "I'm right here." She stirred slightly, burrowing deeper into my chest, and a soft murmur escaped her lips.

"P(love) = lim(n→∞) [Σ(moments of understanding × acts of kindness × shared vulnerabilities) / time] × choice" Elena read it three times, her vision blurring with tears. "You created an equation for the probability of love." "Based on what I've learned from loving you. Love isn't random. It's built through understanding each other, treating each other with kindness, being vulnerable together, over time. But the most important variable is choice." Dominic pointed to the final term. "We choose to love each other. That's what makes it real." "This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me." Elena slipped the ring back on her finger. "Not just the physical ring, though it's gorgeous.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

I say pulling her into my arms kissing her forehead. We lying down is a peaceful silence as we embrace one another after this long day. A silent promise that we will love one another through everything even if we at our weakest. The we have spent getting to know each other felt so fast , as if our body and soul knew each other from a previous life. I couldn't ask for any other life than this right here. "I love you ma, and I'm ready to build our legacy together" I say bringing her lips to mine, kissing her deeply as I promise my loyalty to her. With that we fall asleep within each other's embrace

Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionery. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't

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

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.

"Like in the movies?" Emma looked out at the garden. She looked at the bronze statue near the rose bushes—the man and the woman sitting on a bench, looking at the horizon. "More," Emma said. "Movies end when the credits roll. They loved each other through the boring parts. Through the sick parts. Through the parts where they wanted to give up but didn't." She leaned forward. "That's the secret," Emma whispered to the children. "Love isn't a feeling. It's a choice. You choose it every morning when you wake up. You choose it when you're tired. You choose it when you're scared."