Love Pfp Novels & Stories

said Liam with interest. ‘Okay, it’s time to make an impression. I will impress them all with a short story. I read all about their family. Lily likes kind and loving guys. She likes BTS because of their kind and polite attitude. Her ideal type is someone like Park Jimin from BTS because of his angelic nature. Lee Jaemin will become Park Jimin for you! Actor Jaemin on the move’ thought Jaemin while smiling humbly.

Small choices mattered more these days. She sat at the kitchen table wearing one of Owen’s old t-shirts, knees pulled up, watching steam curl from her mug. Morning light crept through the window, pale and tentative. She wondered when their love had become something that only lived in photos. Frozen smiles. Arms wrapped around each other for the sake of memory. Proof that at one point, this had meant something.

Meg replied with compassion. "You can't treat me like a criminal. My only mistake was to love." Meg put the spoon to the patient's mouth, who refused the food. "I'm thirsty. Give me some water," she asked. Meg placed the glass of water gently against the patient's lips, who drank all the liquid in one go. "What's your name?" Meg asked, trying to establish a connection. "Lilly," came the reply, with a curt tone. Meg pulled a red, juicy apple out of her pocket.

SUSAN Susan's phone wouldn't stop buzzing after Bode posted her pictures from Linda's birthday at the club the other night. In fact, that is her most-liked post on the gram and she still can't get over the fact that people would rather admire half-naked girls than fully clothed ones. She is bewildered as she reads comments upon comments from people who she assumed to be ghost followers and even some of her friends who only remember she exists whenever she posts a cute picture. She scoffs and laughs as she reads Bode's caption to her picture again "this guy is a fool!" Her phone buzzed again, this time it was Henry liking all her club pictures and adding possessive comments on each "Mine" "My

I was happy for him, but when I turned around, I found myself looking into his eyes, shining like a sky full of stars. “Chloe, I like you. Will you be with me?” It was the first time Felix called me just by my name, and it was the first time I realized how beautiful my name sounded. I smiled and said, “Okay.” Just one word, and it completely unraveled him. He pulled me into his arms, and the rapid beating of our hearts gave us away. So, when I made my birthday wish, I had one selfish thought. “Felix, I want you to be safe and happy, always.”

I was too angry to talk to anyone at that point of time and just prayed to God to make me disappear from this selfish world. The anger that was bottling up inside me from yesterday’s evening left me thinking if something was left in my life or if everything had just faded away. It's already been a week since I broke up with my boyfriend. He started to frame me for things I never did. A PERFECT PSYCOPATH. What I find the most interesting is how much people prefer rumors above the bond they share with someone and the same happened to me. The most heartbreaking moment in someone’s life is when their most trusted relations just fade away when you need them the most, and I suppose that’s how life

" You mean aside from the fact that Louisa and Hunter share a strange resemblance in both features and personalities?" I reject any personality resemblance between my baby and that monster. " Their looks are common genes" I tried to argue. " Fine then what of other similarities? Like their interest in art? Or the preference for the color black? Or the strange attraction towards cupcakes with only blue sprinkles?." He is really observant to have noticed all these, because even I never noticed the sprinkles. " Art is a general talent and Louie doesn't like black that much" that's a lie, Louie's favorite color is actually black.

Emma pov My heart sang in joy. I smiled and nodded my head at him .he really want me back is it dream , I can’t believe , He smiled at me saying “ i will show you a place come with me ” he spoke walking out of the house . On the way he purchased a huge bouquet of apricot floras and handed it to me “for you my love “ I smiled and took the bouquet . When he reached the spot...my heart fluttered so wildly. I held the flowers in my arms while we passed through a quiet terrain...

Levi maliciously: as he points his eyes up: No, but I can't wait To finish his words with a wink to hit him lightly on the chest and speak shyly: pervert. He smiled at her shyness to hug her tightly and lovingly as he spoke: I love you..I adore you, Anastasia..You became a part of me..And I am nothing without you.. The other one turned to talk: I love you too, Levi. He moved away a few inches and then kissed her deeply and lovingly from her lips. Everyone applauded them happily while Thomas stood looking at them both happily and sadly at the same time..

“But can you just kill the love that is within people?” “See un-loving someone is an art, I don’t help people to kill the love within them I just help them detach that feeling of love from the person they are feeling it for help them to transform the best times they spend together into a beautiful memory that they could revisit anytime they want and feel a sense of happiness rather than regret, It helps you celebrate the love that you once shared but also gives you strength to stop yourself from going after that love by imagining it as a fairytale which would never happen again” “Wow that’s just so much philosophy for one day”