Lovin' Short Fiction Novels & Stories

Lovelyn said. "You did, you stole my man from me, you took Richard from me and I hate you for that, I hate you for rubbing it on my face how so in love you are with him, I hate you for showing off how precious you are to him and I'm tired of it" she shouted as Lovelyn almost got afraid because of her obsessed nature, she has read many a times about being obsessed with someone and how far the person can go just to be with the person. Fear creeped into her at the realization that the obsessed lady in front of her might actually kill her just to achieve her aim. Lovelyn's POV,

The locket that I always wore even now. "Am I nothing to you Warren? Have you really loved me?" I asked teary-eyed, my heart squeezing inside my chest. If he answered yes I will still fight for us even if I'm the only one fighting.That’s the inly thing I need to know... that he loved me. I believe that if he was able to love me before then he would also be able to love me again. "Of course I didn't. I never loved you. Everything is just a game. I just want your virginity so I married you. If you just gave me that before we got married then this won't happen,” he said in a stern voice.

Loveth sat quietly in the room since she had no stuffs to offload , she stared at a painting on the wall , it was a painting from her favorite artist , Richard Quarver , the painting of a woman watching the stars with a baby in her arms , Loveth admired it as she touched the edge , she sat back after looking around , she sighed at the thought of what happened inside the plane , she really did not know what came over her . She has always dreamt of her first night with Nicholas, and today might be her final dream intervention , she stared at the mirror as she began to speak to herself quietly " Loveth you have always wanted this , so relax , you need to be happy , be happy for once . " she pa

SHE DEVIL "You spent so much girl talking to that laundry girl, Cherry said, frowning after Michael came back to the house, I had to pay her and my transfer app was a bit slow, Michael lied, Anyways let's not let that laundry girl come in between us, Cherry said carrying two glasses of wine, handing over the one in her left hand to Michael. What are we celebrating Michael said,looking a bit surprised, We are celebrating, friendship,peace and a beautiful future together,Cherry smirked

" A little fight at a bar. Nothing to stress about" Damn I'm good! " Is that why you don't want Dad to figure out? Cause it was at a bar?" That could work too. " Yeah. So please don't let him know" " Fine" she sighed and a smile of victory lines my lips. Remind me to celebrate this over a bottle of wine. " So.. tell me about Xavier. Mom says he's hot" Xavier is the first boyfriend lovelyn has ever had and she actually made a choice that got momma proud.

Lovina came to school with an unsatisfied face. She was still thinking of Arta who seemed to be cheating on her again. This isn't the first time Arta has been caught cheating, it's happened a lot. But stupidly, Lovina forgives all of Arta's misdeeds. Love really blinded Lovina. No matter if Arta continues to betray and hurt her heart, as long as Arta is still hers, Lovina feels happy. Though Lovina had often thought about him logically about his relationship with Arta, and her mind said to leave Arta. The man is the source of her wounds, not her happiness.

Yvonne, standing beside him, offered a polite smile and answered, "Come on. Finn and I are about to get married. Teen hobbies don't last, and neither does teen love. He let go of Sylvia long ago." The crowd laughed and went on to compliment how well Finn and Yvonne looked together. But I knew that song was the one Finn wrote when he confessed to me. In my previous life, Finn and I had been a couple. We fell for each other at first sight. He once looked at me with complete sincerity and said, "Sylvia, look into my eyes. I like you. The eyes never lie." I believed him. Unfortunately, in that life, he still lied.

She said softly. “Lovena, you are insane. You used the most deadly poison you could find to poison her. She’s only alive because somehow you didn’t put enough poison. What is wrong with you?” And then, all of a sudden, Lovena’s tone changed. She started yelling. “What is wrong with you? I love you! I love you! I love you! Be with me! You don’t want to be with me…why don’t you want to be with me? I’m pretty! I try to seduce you! I try to be nice! I try to be everything! Why don’t you want to be with me? Do you think I’m still sick? I’m no longer sick! I am perfectly fine!” She cried.

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

His dick was shriveled up like a peanut. I looked down at him. Damn, I loved him so much. I kissed him with all the passion that remained in my exhausted body. I said, “I’m proud of you. You’ve come three times, in all three of my holes. You’re a real stud.” He laughed as best he could. He hadn’t come three times in years. “Did your imaginary lover come three times?” I laughed. “Yes, he did. He put his come in all three of my holes, just like you did.”