Lover Mi Novels & Stories

Thought so too , so in this book titled I love you am gonna put down all of my experiences , and note its gonna be in a detailed version. Question to ask : why was I sad and depressed Answer : I was brutally raped at age ten by my one and only uncle ( Fred ) who happened to be my dad's younger brother , sad right? , but that's the truth really. But you know , am not sad anymore why because, the sad incident made me meet the love of my life " Steven Damien " he is not only a good husband but also an amazing and loving father to our kids " Daniel and Daniella " i must say , they are the best things that ever happened to me and am really proud of them.

“I’ve never liked Tom. Now, I know why. You were in the hospital all this time and he just let me think that you wanted nothing to do with me. I want to kill him.” “I thought that you’d dumped me,” I admitted.’ “I love you,” he said with so much emotion that it was impossible not to believe. “Where’s your place. I want to come over.” “I’m not there,” I said, woefully. I wanted nothing more than to be held by him at that moment. Here was a man who spoke and interacted with me in reality the way my dream love spoke and interacted with me in my sleep. “Dr. Mokena took me from the hospital and put me up in a lodge upstate. She claimed it would speed up my recovery.”

Her pout faded into a smile as she leaned into his embrace. “Then tell me,” she asked teasingly, “when did you finally realize you liked me?” Xavier gazed out at the sunset over the ocean, his voice low and steady. “The moment I saw you lying in that cryogenic chamber. I realized that without you, the world felt empty. Just a hollow, endless place.” Starla lifted her head, cupping his face in her hands. As the last light of the setting sun bathed them in gold, they kissed—deep, lingering, filled with all the love they had waited so long for.

Lia’s POV My heart felt so full it could burst. The tears welled up in my eyes, hot and heavy, blurring the soft candlelight on the rooftop table. The cool night breeze brushed against my cheeks, carrying the sweet scent of the white roses and the distant hum of the city far below. I looked at Victor and Dante, my voice shaking as the words finally came out. “I love you both so much,” I whispered, my throat tight with emotion. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Both of you. I don’t want anything else. Just this. Just us. You two are everything to me.”

, Edin said looking at her. "You're always welcome", Erica said smiling. "What's the name of your cologne, I really like the scent", she said inhaling the scent. "Oh thanks, it's Black Emotion", he said with pride. "How much does it cost?", she asked again. "100 euro", he said. "That's quite expensive, anyway I will try and get it because I have fallen in love with it", she said laughing. "It's mostly for male while don't you buy Loveliness, it is the cologne Kira likes because I got it for her and I think you will like it too", he said remembering how I thanked him for it.

It’s the best thing I’ve ever done. **In the Morning...** Being in love has all that stuff about butterflies in the stomach, desire, and the anxiety of being together. The urgency to touch the other. And that’s how I’ve been feeling with Ryan. He’s been excellent, attentive, kind, and passionate. Being with him now is like experiencing something new and electric. The constant urge to nestle in his lap and feel protected calms my heart like the end of a long storm. Our relationship is at its best phase, and that’s good. I look at him sleeping peacefully, his long, steady breaths against the sheet.

Before Joe realized she was about to leave. She lightened his pace, because of the time and the day. She got lost among the people in the main area of the club. It took her several minutes to get to the door. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he stepped outside. She had never loved the humidity of Miami as much as did that night. She took out her cell phone to write a message to Lorena. Morgana: Please, continues to entertain Joe, for about twenty more minutes. Lorena: Why would I have to do such a thing?

Damon left the coffee shop as happy as anyone could be. He had just bagged himseelf the hottest date ever. He felt proud of himself. He walked back to the office and had a slight spring in his step. Everything was going perfectly. He couldn't stop thinking about her. Her long brown curly hair, her beautiful accented voice and her piercing blue eyes. She was a tease and he loved it. The office was almost closed. Logan was still packing up. He always headed home late. He was a real workaholic.

Imagining it all as fake no longer filled her with anger; instead, it left her feeling suffocated and in pain. At first, Gia hadn’t taken things seriously. But in the end, she truly fell in love with Lonan. With all the attention he gave, who wouldn't fall in love? Despite his busy schedule, he never forgot to send her caring messages, flowers to lift her spirits, or scarves or gloves when she complained about the cold weather. Lonan knew expensive gifts wouldn't sway Gia. He paid attention to her in the smallest details. Now, those memories crowded Gia’s mind, stabbing her with heartache.

“And every day I want you more. Only you. You’re breathtaking, and you go far beyond a beautiful face and body. You make love while smiling and crying at the same time, and that drives me insane. It turns me on so damn much.” Olívia bit her lower lip, her chest rising and falling with emotion. “I don’t think it’s fully hit me yet that you’re only with me now,” she whispered. “Don’t you miss them?” Liam gave her that half-smile again, tilted with soft irony and absolute certainty. “Not even a little.” He brushed his thumb over her eyebrow, as if erasing the doubt from her face. Her eyes shimmered, vulnerable and hopeful at the same time. “Really?” She touched his arm like she needed to feel s