Love Story Manga Novels & Stories

And why is he doing this to me? I never had a relationship in my 20 years of lifetime. I know I'm beautiful with white milky skin and hazel eyes with moose brown hair till my waist and a nice body. Many guys wanted to be in a relationship with me. But I avoided it. I only wanted to be with the man I love. I wanted the man I love to be my first in everything. But this psycho stole my first kiss. A small tear stained my cheek. I hate him so much.

She dared not hope for more in fear of being disappointed again. "What will you do now?" He wondered. "I am sure there will be someone else to like." She lied. She was not sure. William went back to reading his book. "Is it frightening?" she wondered. "No. It is sad." He seemed so engrossed in it and read it with a frown on his face. Angelica was becoming too curious, but didn't want to interrupt him. When he finally fell asleep she took the book and began to read it. It was about a man and a monster. Both trapped in the same body. Both being each other's companions in sorrow and pain. The man was tortured. He didn't want to be with the monster that kept growing inside his body and having mo

VIHAAN (whispering) I love you, Sukoon. You are the light in my life. Sukoon's eyes fill with love and she brings her hand to Vihaan's cheek, caressing it tenderly. SUKOON (whispering) And I love you, Vihaan. Forever and always. They share a gentle, stolen kiss, their love sealed in that moment. The rest of the world fades away, leaving only the two of them, united in their affection. As the private jet continues its journey, Vihaan and Sukoon savor their secret romance, enveloped in the blissful solitude of their love.

It was raining, just as Yuki breathed her last. There, Fūma was broken; he was destroyed. He just kept on hugging the girl he loved. He continued like that until dawn came, and the rain began to subside. He then stood up, lifting the fragile body in his arms, and turned towards the cherry tree and the sunrise light before walking away, carrying his beloved. No one knows what was on his mind when he gazed at the tree. No one knows for sure... where the man stepped and carried the body of his lover. Nobody really saw the man again. But we all know he was alive. He still lives up to now among all of us. That was where he was.

He was dressed in casuals but still looked like a fashion model who has jumped straight out of a catalog . She immediately beamed with happiness and grabbed the flowers from his hands . "For me!!!?", she asked innocently with Bambi eyes . "No, it's for Mike," Vikram said in a sarcastic tone and rolled his eyes . "You are so sweet Vikram," said Akira and rushed to hug him, but unfortunately she stumbled because of the door-mat and fell straight into Vikram's arms . His arms embraced her like a safety net and he hauled her back quickly so that she didn't fall . She had lost her footing and when he pulled her back towards him something unexpected happened . His lips accidentally grazed hers and

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

she called. The humans shouted. The music swelled. She tossed. And I, ever vigilant, leapt. The bouquet arced through the air, petals catching light, and before Bia’s greedy hand could reach it, I pounced. Perfect form. Direct hit. The crowd gasped, then roared with laughter. I strutted away with the bouquet clutched triumphantly in my mouth, ignoring Bia’s glare. Victory was mine. Again. The humans cheered louder. Dez whooped, “Goose called dibs on the next love story!”

Kanaya immediately coughed when she heard Lucas' question. "I've never had a relationship with anyone, sir." "So, I'm the first man to kiss you?" Kanaya's eyes looked at Lucas. Then a nod became Kanaya's answer. "Do you love me?" Kanaya looked down. She was afraid and confused about what to answer. Even though she wanted to answer that she was in love with Lucas. Lucas's hand lifted Kanaya's chin so that his wife could look at him. "Do something crazy here, if you love me." Lucas smiled slightly, meaningfully.

In her place was a woman who had survived, grown, and learned that love was never about possession, control, or fear. We had gone from enemies to toxic lovers, from betrayal to heartbreak, from escape to cautious reunion, and finally, to a love that was safe, respectful, and enduring. We had learned that love could be messy and painful—but worth every step if both hearts were willing to grow. As I looked at him—my husband, my partner, the father of my children—I smiled and whispered, more to myself than to him: This time, it’s real. This time, it’s ours.

Talia's heart broke. "Let's date!... I know... I know its been like what... Just five months...but what we have... What we share.... I'm not asking you to marry me right away Lia. All I'm asking is for you to promise me you'll be mine forever. You'll be here until I change this into a ring." He opened the mini box in his hand. It was the most beautiful thing ever! A diamond bracelet. Tears blurred her eyes.