Lovely Us Novels & Stories

“You better get in that shower pretty lady, you don’t want to be late.” She stands on her toes, and I lean down to meet her at the halfway point. Her lips are as soft as rose petals and I sigh into them. Her body melts against mine for a second until she pulls away “The pretty lady has to get in the shower now.” She teases. We both smile and she turns to the bathroom. “Bye beautiful, I love you.” I say to her with a soft wave. She turns and wraps me in her small arms. “Goodbye,” she squeezes tightly and then whispers “I love you too.”

When I glanced down, I saw an endless stream of messages from Alexa. Each one was a cheerful photo of Liam with her and her family. In the restaurant, Liam gently placed food onto her plate. They looked at each other and smiled. He chatted politely with her parents, wearing that practiced, courteous expression. Alexa leaned into his embrace, glowing with a happiness that seemed almost blinding. All the time, she continued texting me. Alexa: [Khloe, do you see this? This is the kind of happiness you can never have.]

Maya tried to smile. “I figured you wouldn’t come to school today,” Kennedy said, stepping inside without waiting for permission. “The posts went viral last night. I thought you might need caffeine or a getaway car.” Maya’s stomach dropped. “It got that bad?” Kennedy nodded as she handed her one of the cups. “You and Zane were trending in our corner of the universe. Some girl on TikTok posted a whole slideshow. Music and everything.” Maya took a slow sip, letting the cold bitterness flood her mouth. It was better than letting her feelings rise.

he said hoarsely. "I love you," I repeated, louder, unflinching from all the people who were now listening. Gawking. A grin broke out on Justin's face. So bright, so free of restraint- like he had let go of all the ends he held himself together with. "Again," he said, walking closer this time. Walking until we were mere inches away from each other. I closed the remaining distance and threw my arms around him, our noses touching. Up close, his face was even more devastating. And with that smile. . .

We hugged eachother for one more time and then she introduced me with her boy friend, "Lau meet him, he is the most precious man of my life Mr. Amon parker", said Jenny " Nice to meet you Mr. Amon, well I am Laura watson, your girl friend's so called bestie", I said and he chuckled. "Nice to meet you too, beautiful! I have heard a lot about you from jenny, and I must say you are indeed beautiful as jenny described you. If I've not found her before I would have proposed you because your charm is really wonderful girl", saying this he winked at me.

I didn't really understand the term of happiness but I was sure this feeling of completion, serenity and peace was close. "I love you both," I confessed, placing my emotions into words. "We love you too," Cassi replied and Starr titled her head back pecking my lips before pulling away to grab the bottle of water she was drinking earlier. "I'm already tired," she mumbled before taking a sip and Cassi released a small sound of amusement. "We won't stay long," I promised as she returned the bottle of water to its resting place. "An hour?" "Two or three," I promised and she sighed, her hand going to my thigh as the car came to a complete stop.

She chuckled yet a sadness returned to her eyes; her face is like a picture book, no words needed. After arriving at the port in Split, we had a short drive to my favorite spot Dvor. I had only ever thought of bringing Beth here until now. The conversation flowed easily, but I couldn’t shake the sadness that escaped her earlier. “Henry thank you for bringing me here, this is probably the best dinner I’ve ever had. Do you have anything planned for after?” The nope in her voice that I’d say no.

‘There are pictures of the two of you all over the Net. ‘Us?’ ‘Have you any idea of the fire you’re playing with? He’s using you, Lovely.’ That much she knew wasn’t true. Lovely Rivero looked at the statue he had bought her, the most beautiful gift ever given, and she recalled not just Raul’s touch but how even without words he made her feel good about herself. Even if their time was to be fleeting, for once in her life someone had truly liked her. That was the real gift. ‘He isn’t using me,’ Lovely sneered, utterly confident in that statement.

Small choices mattered more these days. She sat at the kitchen table wearing one of Owen’s old t-shirts, knees pulled up, watching steam curl from her mug. Morning light crept through the window, pale and tentative. She wondered when their love had become something that only lived in photos. Frozen smiles. Arms wrapped around each other for the sake of memory. Proof that at one point, this had meant something.

A small, handsome figure walked up to me and stretched out his arms towards me. "Mama," Rome's sweet voice filled the air, and my heart melted with joy. "Rome!" I screamed as I scooped him up in my arms; his laughter was captivating as he nestled his face on my neck. I kissed his soft lips and inhaled the sweet scent that was uniquely his. "My sweet baby," I whispered as I held him up. "I have missed you," I added. My mom watched us from a distance; her eyes sparked with love as she watched us. My parents adored Rome so much, and he was more or less their child than mine.