Love Will Remember By Selena Gomez Novels & Stories

, He tries to trap him again. Hearing him, Smaran smiles and speaks with confidence, "There is a chance to win but not yours, the only mine because you don't know the power of true love yet as she loves me so much that no matter how many years she lives without me, she will never forget me", He smiles lovingly thinking about her. "Alright, so the deal is confirmed. I will deliver our agreement paper to your office within 2 hours. Let's see if your love wins or my hate wins?", He says while extending his hand for a handshake to make the deal confirm.

She'd always wanted him, alright, and she'd gotten him. He took his lips closer to her face, cupped the left side of her face in his large, warm palm while his other arm rested on her ass. She couldn't resist him any longer. She took a quick deep breath and went for the kiss. It started with their lips touching lightly then both invading more of each other in ecstasy. Amaya's eyes were right shut and she was wet, soaked, utterly drenched down there. She was in trance as she enjoyed every bit of it until a memory crept into her subconscious. It was Leonard, in a pitch background. He was tied up - his hands and feet and he screamed "May!" as he usually called her, "Help!" and boom!

"How did you know?" He remembered that night vividly. She had been angry at him. He had botched a mission and still ran through the pouring rain across Wendover just to buy her favorite cupcake. That night, she had looked at him and said, "It's not that I'm easy to please. It's just… I still love you. But if the day comes when I stop loving you, even putting a gun to your head won't make a difference." Leo pulled out the cupcake from the insulated bag, and she took it without a word.

“I don’t want to win out of revenge, William. I want to win… because it’s right.” William smiled. “That’s why I love you.” --- In her private chamber, Selena stood before a desk covered in legal papers. Her hand trembled as she picked up a now-viral photo of young Amara circulating on social media. “Amara…” she whispered hoarsely. “You died… but somehow, you never left.” She slammed the photo frame against the desk, shattering the glass, cutting her hand. Blood trickled as she murmured under her breath:

"Let's do it. Let's fight for our love." ****************************

The hospital was dimly lit. Before I could even take off my white coat, my phone buzzed. I saw the familiar numbers flash across the screen, and I couldn't help but furrow my brow. "Dana, come to The Midnight Club, VIP Room B." The noise on the other end was a chaotic blend of laughter and voices. "Dana, bring a bottle of wine. Tonight, we drink until we drop." "Yeah, bring champagne. Let's give Rosa a proper celebration!"

She asked as he began walking. "Okay" Blake nodded. "I love you like a love song baby and I keep hitting repeat peat peat peat!!" She began singing "Love You Like I Love Song" by Selena Gomez and her voice sounded horrible. Blake almost fainted but he kept enduring. "Don't I sound great?" She asked when she was done. "Yes you did, I didn't feel like dying when you were singing" he replied with sarcasm in his voice. "You know I love Selena Gomez, she's flawlessly pretty" she said and Blake just nodded, not knowing what else to say to her.

"Thank you, I feel very happy to see you again..." People say first love will always be a beautiful memory because it gives lessons and the meaning of what true love means even though you can't have it. Or maybe that first love is still beautiful because it can never be achieved. It feels beautiful to love one-sidedly in silence, to be the deepest secret, to be treated so preciously, to be beautifully enthroned in a special corner of the heart. Whatever people say about the meaning of first love, for Joan Lee that first love is Debbie Wells. ***

"June bug, everything will be okay. Just know that I love you and will support you no matter what." I nodded and got up to walk to my room. "I love you too, mom." She smiled at me and went back to finish baking. As I walked up into my room, I got a notification on my phone from the girl who I thought was my friend. Ashlyn. More like Trash-lyn. I ignored her message and just minutes later, she called me. "June, I am so sorry! I thought you two were split, he told me-"

"C'mon, we have more things to do, let's get back to work. Firstly you need to try on your dress and shoes." Nima picked the jewelry and she said, "You're so lucky to have a man who buys you such nice stuff." Her countenance is sober and sad. "What do you mean Nima?" As I walked towards her, I noticed she was already in tears. "What's going on?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "It's okay, you can talk to me." "I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared."