Love Revolution Batch Novels & Stories

The girl looking back at me was different. “No more naïve Mrs.,” I said quietly. “I’m the heiress of the Avila Cooperative.” “And I win.” Pain burned behind my eyes. Betrayal by love. Betrayal by proximity. At least Dad still had someone loyal. Mr Peter. I didn’t. I opened my drawer and took out my red lipstick. One by one, I cut out the men in suits from the photos. I pasted their faces onto the mirror. Under each face, I wrote:

They were so far in denial that they’d rather drown in it than admit what was obvious to everyone else. They lived off fighting. Thrived on it. And the only way to get them to finally stop pretending they weren’t in love? They needed one final explosion. A fight so big, so intense, that neither of them could ignore what was staring them in the face anymore. I was more than happy to light the match. The opportunity presented itself later that afternoon, when everyone was lazing around in the living room, the air casual, easy. Except - Leah and Adam hadn’t bickered in hours.

Several years had passed but everything was still the same as if it had just happened yesterday. That's how Alexander always felt after his departure from the Libason family. Yes... everything had changed but not him. Shutting himself away and continuing to feel like it was all just a bad dream. Event after event kept replaying in Alexander's mind and seemed to haunt him. About the revenge he planned, about the Libason family who became his main target, then about the misunderstandings that occurred during that time and finally returned to their respective lives. All are still vividly remembered in Alexander's memory.

His fingers curled against the stone as he whispered: “Charles, Hanna, if you approve, give me a sign.” He carefully wiped the dust from their engraved names. At that moment, a soft breeze swept through the cemetery. The bouquet rustled gently, and a single petal drifted free—falling right into his palm. Xavier stared at it, his fingers closing around the delicate bloom. His heart clenched. Then, slowly, his resolve solidified. “I understand. I’ll do everything in my power.” He exhaled and stood up, his voice steady.

A thank you for allowing me to be reborn to see the errors of my ways. We had to lose each other only to come back again stronger. Newer. Both of us, intertwined by fate, bound by our choices. Our love. And this was only the beginning. THE END

asked Layla with a tease. "I do but I'm definitely not going to turn down a date with a hottie over the fact that I hate the galaxy far far away." Carmen was crazy and Layla loved it. Luckily, no more cute or hot guys came to the coffee shop that day so all was quiet except Carmen getting all excited about her date. She watched way too much romance. Soon closing hours came and they got ready to leave. "Layla, please give these to Azaera when you get home," said William as he handed her a box.

“Forgive me for asking, but why so much money? I don't know why you didn't tell me first” “I didn't really ask him,” Morgana defended herself. “So?” “Do you remember the heart attack my dad had months ago?”, she asked. “Of course”. Lorena answered. “Well… he was with me when I applied to the bank for the loan, and without telling me anything he deposited the amount… and I… well…” “You thought it was from the bank, and the idiot didn't tell you. Is that it?”

I forgot that choosing each other is a very bad decision to make for the both of us. After that hot, passionate, and unstoppable night with the man I truly love, I woke up only to find out that he will leave. He is bound to forget me, he is destined to met and turn his back from me, from the road where his future was not secure. Arthur has a flight for that morning. I saw his passport and his beautiful expensive name was written there. I am happy for him. I ham happy that he has future. I am happy yet the pain will forever stay inside of me.

Thea poured more into her glass and spiked it with poison. "Looks like I poured too much, Sir," Thea took off her mask and looked at the glass, a bit confused. Bilwin looked at Thea openly without shame. "Sir?" Her face slightly blushed with embarrassment at her mistake. "I think I've had too much to drink, would you trade it for mine?" Bilwin nodded. “Yes, yes… trade it for mine.” He took the glass in Thea's hand without hesitation. "Cheers!" "Cheers!"

'Will you be my girlfriend, Rachell? That's what the banner says while Andy is holding a bouquet of flowers and Rachell is in tears. Damn. So is this it? He really fell for his best friend, huh? I thought they were... just friends. "Yes! Andy, yes! I love you so much!" Rachell answered. I just closed my eyes to what I heard. I heard the screams of the students, and I was even more overwhelmed by their pleading. I'm just embarrassing myself in front of these lovebirds.