Love Novel English Novels & Stories

 '' Il tuo vero amore che hai visto ogni notte".( Your true love whom you used to see every night.)Nicola chipped with happiness when he observed the portrait for good few minutes. "Yess Nicola Sono veramente sicuro che non sia lontana da me .. mio vero amore ... voglio sentire la Darkest Shade of Love con lei.'' ( I am damm sure she is not far away from me..my true love..I want to feel the Darkest Shade of Love with her.) "Sir..I hope your life...your happiness will complete soon.."Nicola said in his broken English accent. "Ohh..Nicola you should take some English lessons..I feel sorry for you when you can't join me to other countries due to your lack of knowledge of the English.."He laugh

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Monica: "Reynold, I really want that newly released designer handbag ." Reynold: "It's yours. I'll give you anything you want as long as you keep me happy." I scrolled up to find countless money transfers, roughly estimating at least three million dollars, not to mention all the jewelry Monica had shown off on her social media. On her birthday, Reynold had even bought her an oceanfront mansion worth over ten million dollars. In their photos together, Reynold gazed at her with deep affection and tenderness. Meanwhile, I did not even ask for anything extravagant for my birthday.

Their lips met midway, softly brushing against the other teasingly,skimming against each other as though they were almost shy to intrude into the other. I love you.

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.

He looked at her and that's when he realized that he loved her more than anyone else and said: "Sara, I love you and I love you: -Sara I love you and I love you very much, that's why I must have no secrets from you and I hope you understand the situation, this happened at night. After telling Sara everything, she looked at him and said: -Julián, I love you too: -Julián I love you too and very much, you are the love of my life and I understand the situation, that lizard already had it all planned, so why better forget about it and let's pretend that nothing happened.

It was already dark and the streets were silent. The snow slowly began to fall. I love snow falls. Though I am born in Dehradun and have seen snow since young but my love for snow never lessened. Today morning I went to my best friend, Ananya's house. We're friends since kindergarten. Our families also have a very good bonding. Ananya is a fun loving girl and is also a tomboy. She is overprotective towards me and sometimes she behaves like a brother. Whenever I visits her house, the time flies by real fast. Even today I didn't knew that it was already dark. Ananya insisted a lot to drop me home, but I refused her. As my house was not that far from her house. Just 20 minutes walk.

Elena's Point of View The night was a pretty fun one, with Raymond's hands roaming around my waist and my chest. He didn't allow me to slip out of his grip, which showed how much he missed me. He would occasionally mutter, "I love you, Elena," and pull me closer to his muscular chest. The next morning, the sun's rays sprinted down the sky, peeking through the window and resting on my eyelids. “Good morning, love,” Raymond said, his morning breath wafting through the air. A smile curled up on my lips as he covered it with kisses.

The Perfect day. Some say "True love is like a rare gem, once it is found, it can never be truly lost". As I look back on my life and my years of living in England, with the one who has always held my heart. I feel the faint heartache and yearning. I remember that day well, the last day of my life. I sat in my lounge chair, enjoying the cool air of a London morning, on my balcony, looking at my beautiful wife and with a warm feeling of contentment fill me. I still remember our words that morning, it will forever be in my soul.

Love and family. THE END