Love Yours Truly Novels & Stories

No self-deception. Just truth. I love Jason Blackwood. And whether he ever loves me back doesn't change that.

“I love you, too.” ***** THE END

Loveth sobs gently " I honestly love you Loveth , you have to believe me . Just give me a chance to explain ." He held her hand again but she slaps it off again " you know what all this while , I never loved you . I just felt I needed to go on with the wedding because I have not been sincere to you , even when I was not a bit interested in you , As it is now , we are equal , I mean no one is at lost so I guess I have to call off this wedding . Early in the morning I will publicly declare it over . "

I had loved you like my own. -Evelyn King

love you all xoxo

I could not be bothered to take anything else with me. I had packed up a long time ago. Everything would fit in a twenty-four-inch suitcase. Embarrassingly, the suitcase was still half empty as I was waiting for the dress. "I'm going to get my divorce. Do you expect me to sit around every day and watch him flirt with his first love? I don't have that much free time!" The moment I finished my grand declaration, Mindy had already smacked me on the head. "Are you stupid? Get pregnant first and secure your place. Once you give him a child, no first love will stand a chance."

Jasmine Ito – POV The truth was simple. And that was what made it hurt the most. John was the only man I had ever truly loved. Not admired. Not respected. Not chosen out of duty. Loved. My fingers trembled as I wiped at the tears slipping down my face, but they wouldn’t stop. They came faster now, warmer, heavier—each one carrying a memory I couldn’t outrun. That night. It replayed in fragments. The way his lips found mine—not hesitant, not rushed… just certain. Like he had been waiting for that moment longer than either of us wanted to admit.

“I’m just finishing what I started.” Maybe I was getting too drunk, but the mere thought of finally being wanted by someone made my heart race. “Don’t worry; I’ll keep things very professional between us at work.” I stared at her in disbelief as she offered me her hand. “Let’s go dance; this is my favorite song.” They were playing "False God" by Taylor Swift. Rosie swayed to the music, shutting her eyes as if the outside world didn’t even exist.

I open the folded letter. Dear Rebecca, You did so amazing today, it’s normal to be exhausted after the intensity of your session. Please enjoy your pampering, you’re a queen who Sam should have cherished. Take your power back and find self love for the beautiful woman you are. Light your spark again! ~ Henry

Tristan had a girl strangling on his lap as he groped her while they kissed. I'm such a fool to believe that I could fix it. And I'm such a fool to forget that once Tristan sets his mind, he does exactly that. I'm such a fool.