Love Syndrome Novel Novels & Stories

He suddenly snapped and I jolted up from my position before speaking. “A-Adriana R-Reed-” I almost whimpered, blinking away my tears and trying my very best to swallow the lump in my throat. “Adriana Reed.” He started, taking a step back and slipping his hands into his pockets in a calmly manner. No, please no. “You’re the last one chosen.” He finished and my heart dropped at his words. xxx My first time publishing this story on GoodNovel! I hope you guys enjoy it and don’t be shy to leave a feedback please! Much Love, Kathy

I furrowed my gaze at her. She drew back a little. "I'm sorry, ma. I went for an urgent help in the lighting department. Sorry, I didn't come just in time." She said, "You can't be serious right now. How dare you do that? I told you to wait for me, yet you disobeyed and went another, coming here to tell a story." Loveth is a newly employed employee. I took her in after seeing the state she was in then. Although she came begging me for an assistant, I refused and demanded that she work for her money instead.

Had I ever been a person with such a vivid imagination? I remembered the book. It was a book in which a girl named Lily suffered a lot to get with her mate who she fell in love with at first sight. It would not be a cliché web novel if the mate loved her back. He did not. In fact, he was unsatisfied with her.

"Maybe if I had known you back then, you could've physically knocked some sense into me. You get violent when you get frustrated, don't you?" "Guilty as charged." "I didn't lose Enrique to a Strigoi attack. It was a car crash, an old admirer gone mad who thought that if she couldn't have him then no one else could." "People like that still exist?" I grimaced at the thought of it.

However, the male protagonist angered the big shot and fell into a vegetative state after the big shot's men crashed into the male protagonist with a car. After that, the female protagonist tried to catch the real murderer to avenge her lover. She also silently stayed by his side. It was just like how the title suggested—’Loving You For The Rest Of My Life’. Twenty years later, the male protagonist woke up to see white hair on the female protagonist’s temples, but he still recognized her at a glance. The novel ended with the female protagonist wheeling her lover in a wheelchair to the maple forest where they first met. They looked at each other and smiled. In their hearts, they thought that

"Sometimes, I try to think back, to know when it call began. From reading you stories at night and singing you lullaby, to hugging you tight when it rained and the loud thunders scared you. From teaching you how to use a menstrual pad to teaching you how to be a proper lady. We've always been there together, consoling each other through it all; our first heartbreak, your sexually issues, mourning the loss of our loved ones and so many other things." "I love you so much, Lorraine Alana Myers, I don't know how to un-love you. How to un-care for you. How to un-trust you. With you I found out that when you stay with a particular feelings for so long they become a part of you that you don't know

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"I spent two years dreading her focus. I find now that her absence is equally difficult to navigate, for entirely different reasons." Clara looked at him and understood, for the first time, what the novel had underwritten in him. The Aldric Solenne in the book had been a love interest, a foil, a political function in a noble uniform. This one was a person who had been trying for two years to understand a woman who was incomprehensible to him, and who was now confronting the discovery that she had simply moved on. She felt something she recognized as sympathy, which was not useful but was real.

“You can’t be serious. Who told that you could work for SolTech. “ the words poured out, scaring Maya. Marc was still in bed room. “Mom.” “Don’t mom me. I told you moving to the city meant not working for SolTech.” “But mom.” “Quiet.” Lisa stood panicked. Her phone buzzed endlessly on the table. “Are you going to answer that.” In a second, everthing dawned on her. She had lost her virginity to a married man. Marc was still in her room. Her phone rang continously. Now to make matters worse her mother was in town. She found it hard to breathe.

Oriana The rain beat down around me mixing with the tears that were streaming down my face. Who was he? He was definitely not the man that I was planning to marry 3 days from now. My name is Oriana. A 23 year old nobody from Miami. I moved to England before my parents died and that’s when I met Jaime. He was also from Miami. He was the perfect guy, was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to, compassionate and kind. Before he proposed, our life together was magical. He would take me out on dates, meet me after work with flowers, showered me with gifts and generally made me feel like I was the most important person in the world a princess. After popping the question with the most