Lover Mi Novels & Stories

If anyone could melt and soften someone’s heart no matter how cold or bad that person might be and no matter what sexuality that is,it will definitely melt and soften that person’s heart. What about yours? Have you melt and someone’s heart? Or are you the one who gets melt and soften his/her heart by someone? Read and support my first BL story:Loving Rain!

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

This realization was what hurt Bella more than seeing Damian choose to save Dakota instead of her. Damian's mood was growing volatile. He threw his hands around her and squeezed desperately. "Please! It's not what you think! Believe me! I love you! I just love you too much!" he cried. "I was just scared that I'm not good enough for you! I'm scared that if you ever saw a side of me that's imperfect, you'd stop loving me! "Just this thought drove me mad! I was just so scared of it!" He started to sob. Tears splashed onto her hands.

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.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

“Your parents’ bond is stabilizing us. Don’t let go!” Mia cupped Damien’s face, staring into his eyes as water rose to their shoulders. “I love you, Damien Voss. Not the billionaire. Not the power. The man who kisses me like the world is ending and still makes me feel safe. Promise me more nights like this—your hands on my belly, whispering how much you need me.”

I feel so sorry! He closed his eyes and sniffed her scent as he missed her the most during this all time. He murmured with a trembling voice, 'I love you! Please, I beg your forgiveness'. Noora burst into tears and held him in her arms, for she also wanted to be with him, but she was just avoiding him due to anger.

My entire being screams for him as if he is the only reason I'm alive right now. Since then, I've become aware of how unhealthy this is. My love for him has gone beyond obsession at this point, but I can’t help it. I’m too dependent on him, somehow, loving him is almost become synonymous with breathing. I’m drowning from this love and he is the only one that can save me. Our gazes locked for a few seconds before I averted my gaze and cast a glance to the side where some of my family members are standing. I observe them for a moment and notice that the initial surprise from what I said earlier has faded.

Her spot-on observation was unnerving. She shook her head. “Of course I do. That’s the thing about being famous. Everyone gets on your business like ants to sugar.” She gulped from her mug of tea and licked her lips. “You are a Herringbone. That makes things worse for you. Ok, I know you have a girlfriend who you proposed to last month. Engagement party is set for early March. Your favorite restaurant is the Filler Flay in Scotland. You love Opera and swim as a hobby.”

“Ethan, you're the one I adore. There's nothing between Thomas and myself. I'm dedicated to you.” Ethan's jealousy started to fade as he gazed into my eyes and recognized the truth in my words. “I'm sorry, Elah. I let my envy get the better of me. It's just that you looked so wonderful tonight, and I couldn't face the notion of losing you.” He said softly I smiled and grasped Ethan's hand. “You won't lose me, Ethan. We're in this together, no matter what.” We had a moment of reconciliation, understanding that love was stronger than temporary envy.