Love Story Indila Novels & Stories

Anna says to Stiliyan as she stretches her hand, gesturing for a hand shake, “Stiliyan Dimitro , I am Catalina’s only lover, future husband and soul mate,” Stiliyan says with a smirk plastered on his face, I could feel the heat in body, my face is probably as red as a tomato, “Damn! a future husband? ” Anna says to me giving me a weird look, “I was going to tell you, don’t give me that face, this is John by the way, Stiliyan best friend, more like brother actually, John gently says a hello as we calmly begin to walk into the main building.

“However, before father can go to Grendlar and meet his betrothed he fell in love with our mother, Andora. A fairy, yes of royal descent but a lesser clan that of Ilcid's. Our father begged the king to allow him to marry our mother. Out of his love to his only son and seeing the love between our parents. The king sent an envoy to break the betrothal and married the young lovers. No one had expected the wrath that came from the clan of Ilcid. Unknown to Father and the King, young Ilcid had been in love with our father for so long. She plotted with her mother Lucinda to plant an idea on the King's dreams." Luna came closer, enthralled with the story. "You see, even though Ilcid was young and b

Febri is a simple figure who is far from handsome and ideal for Sintia, Febri is the son of an official in the city of Sintia, even the teacher or school principal is still a family that Febri often uses as a shield if Sintia wants to break up. It's true that Febri is dear, indeed Febri is kind to Sintia, but arrogant and stubborn and restrained for Sintia who is not free to choose friends, friends and even TTM. 3 years, like it or not, like it or not, being special friends with Febri. The high school love story that Sintia hoped for didn't go according to her dreams and only became an illusion. College, is the third opportunity to know what is called true love. And opportunities are open be

“Titan betrayed me!” My mother looked down at me from his height on the dais, his hand still firmly folded in his chest. “You were found wanting, Kari. Do not blame the sun for shining on a more vibrant flower.” Indira stepped forward, her silk skirts hissing against the stone. She leaned down, ostensibly to help me, but as her face came close to mine, she whispered into the shell of my ear, “Titan never loved you, you little fool. He spent every night you in my bed, laughing at your silly letters.”

James and Lila—the couple who turned betrayal into love. ​The audience, a studio audience with no idea of the true story, applauded. ​Lila waved, smiling, her face a perfect mask of triumph. ​And the screen cut to a graphic: ​“Lila & James – The Love That Overcame Betrayal” ​Amara didn’t move. She just sat there, staring at the phone, the cold tea cup trembling in her hand. The rage that had been a quiet simmer in her blood was now a full, roaring fire.

Agila's POV Ilan finally walks into the room in the company of a young, unfamiliar woman. She holds his hand like a new lover. His wounds have healed and he looks happy. "Your Majesties . . . this is Indria, my true mate. She is a good person and a -" "Witch?" Parish cuts him short. That is not what Ilan said his mate was. She lived with a family of witches and longed to come back to him.

"Look, I'm sorry for resurrecting you. It was a mistake. But I can't undo what I did. I'm just here because they said you want to see me." Adrian glared at her. "Let me go and come with me." Elisia was surprised by what Adrian said. Maybe if she hadn't met Thane, she would gladly run into Adrian's arms. But everything changed. He already found the true meaning of love, peace and happiness with Thane. "And what made you believe that I will do what you had asked me?" "I'm your husband, Elisia. You met me first so you should not believe those scoundrels. They're lying to you."

I, who have nothing, I, who have never harmed or hurt anyone… but why must I be the one constantly sacrificed? “Aakh… aaah…!” His final scream echoed loudly as he reached his climax. He pulled his penis out of my vagina, then spurted his warm semen onto my stomach. “I won’t let you get pregnant with my child. You came to me and deliberately gave me an aphrodisiac, didn’t you?! Who told you to do that?!” he snapped suddenly, shattering the post-orgasmic silence. My breathing was still heavy and ragged. Every joint in my body felt paralyzed and helpless. Gathering what little strength I had left, I tried to answer his cruel accusation.

Pulling hair was not nice. “I heard you were convincing my son to quit the business.” “N-NO!” I heard her voice and looked at them. “Don’t look,” daddy’s friend whispered. “I was shocked that a whore like yourself had the guts to tell my son what to do. What’s more shocking was hearing that he had a child with you. Using your daughter as a pawn.” “It’s not true Mr Vega. I swear.” “Are you not one of Lucinda’s girls?” he asked.

When Lanza Sagrada's mother saw him awake, she gently stroked his unkempt hair and said to the servant, "You guys bring me the oatmeal I just cooked." Lanza Sagrada finished the bowl of porridge, rested for half a day, he recovered his health. In his mind again that image of charm, that dance, that gentleness, that purity, perhaps only a goddess has these traits. Why did he dream of such a goddess? “Master, what are you thinking?” His servant looked at him in surprise. “Goddess!” “Goddess? Is your illness not cured yet?” His servant asked with concern on his face. “Yes, do you think there could be any goddess who came to the human world to create a romantic love story with me?” “No way, my f