Love Tales Novels & Stories

“I may be the first prince, but I’m not the crown prince.” “What?” “You heard me,” he said quietly. “My father feared me because I commanded the military corps. When he discovered your beauty and our affair, he secretly sent his guards to destroy your kingdom, all to force you into becoming his queen.” “I don’t believe this.” I stood up and glared at him. “You’re lying. I saw you.” Draven grabbed my hands. “I’m telling you the truth. It was already too late when I arrived. I came to save your country, but you misunderstood. You thought I was the one who killed your people.”

She lightly traced the canvas with her fingertips, brushing along as a smile shakily creeps up at her face, she heaved a sigh and held it closer to her chest with her eyes closed. She wasn't longing nor was she reminiscing. She was cherishing the portrait and every little detail of it, just like how she and alexander are cherishing their last few moments together, and I am well aware of the reason why. Because that's what I decided, that's what I wanted to happen, because this is my story. And in my story, Cassiopeia was meant to die. She slowly opens her eyes and stared at the portrait before turning to me, "Isn't it sad that no matter how much you love each other, fate just has a way of ru

he said, lifting it by one corner and showing the cover to me, “is filled with the stories of our people. Every werewolf family has a copy, and all werewolf children grow up hearing the tales.” “So… they’re fairy tales like Cinderella? Or myths like Pandora’s Box?” I asked, taking the book and examining it. It was an old book with a dark green cover, embossed with gold scrolling around the edges and on the binding, with the title “The Goddess’s Tales” right in the center. Despite its age, it was still in wonderful condition, with hardly any deterioration.

"You're marrying one, aren't you?" I paused. Just a blink. But it was enough. Then I smiled again. Smaller. Wistful. "Yes. Yes, I am." They stayed a little longer, filling the room with stories about school, exaggerated tales of cafeteria brawls and science fair sabotage. Lawrence claimed he'd discovered a way to hack his math grades with AI. Mark swore up and down he had a crush on someone named Naomi, and Lawrence rolled his eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn't fall out.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

"How to get a man of yours? Really? That's the title of the book you are reading while you parked your car on the wrong spot? He said, and everyone in the coffee shop laughed and whispered. Doloris was so embarrassed that she quickly took the book and hid it inside her handbag. She carried her handbag as she knew she could no longer come back to the coffee shop out of embarrassment. She walked out of the coffee shop like someone being chased. The stranger was right behind her. She hated him. Samantha thought she had seen someone who could be her soulmate or her lover, but clearly she was wrong. He was no gentleman at all! He was rude, he was uncultured and she hates him. He read the title of

“Like I said, you just enjoy tormenting me.” “What the hell are you talking about?!” “Damn it! You just want revenge!” Tales shouted, unable to hold back his frustration. “Right! I… I abandoned you… I’m sorry about that. But stop acting like this, playing with my feelings.” Raja was stunned into silence. He couldn’t process the sudden revelation. “You remembered,” he finally managed to say. Tales bit his lower lip, frustration evident on his face. “Yes… So you’d better stop. And if what you’re feeling is real, I don’t care. I will never feel the same about you. I will never, ever love you romantically!” Tales declared firmly.

He stared at me fixedly, his gaze flickering as he said, "Tell me. Why did you presume I would eat you?" "Are you alright now?" I asked gingerly as I was taken aback—the antidote was that effective? Yoran raised a brow. "It's just an aphrodisiac. It's just a momentary bother." Aphrodisiac? Didn't that make him chew through Joey's neck before? "You weren't going to eat me when you licked my neck?" I demanded a little too loudly. "Wherever you heard that from?" He appeared amused. "Only rogues eat human flesh. Also, what was that you said you know?"

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

"I never wanted you to. "You know, when you eat something delicious, your eyes light up like the sun. "When you hear a song that you like, you sing along, just a little off-key, but it's so adorable to me." I was stunned, not knowing what to say. He continued, "These precious memories I have of you are the best thing I could ever get in return." That day, I told him everything that had happened with me and Horace. Not in our past lives, but in this one. What happened in our past lives was just a dream, after all, and it wasn't worth mentioning.