Loyal Lover Novels & Stories

What he’d chosen. “I told you I’d do what needed to be done,” he said quietly, voice rough from smoke and silence. “And I believe you.” I pulled back just enough to look up at him. The heat between us wasn’t lust. It wasn’t love, even. Not in this moment. It was war. It was blood-bonded loyalty carved in bone-deep promise. “You’re still bleeding,” I said. He shook his head. “It’s not mine.” His shirt was dark with streaks near the collar. His hands stained. There were still splashes on his boots. But he’d already washed his soul with fire tonight.

Our talk can wait a day or two. Over dinner they both slowly relaxed - until he brought a tiny square box out of hiding, and Shannon’s heart leapt into her throat. What is he doing… is he… oh, no. That was followed immediately by enormous relief when he opened it and showed her its contents, saying simply, “I saw this today, and thought of you.” It was a small silver locket, intricately engraved with a swirling pattern. “Please accept this, as a token of friendship,” he continued softly, and his eyes told her that he wanted more, but would settle for being friends - for now.

"Stay away from her, Zayne!" Zayne acted as if he didn't hear a word she said. He looked up with eyes full of regret. "Ruth, please listen to me! I was blinded by that bitch! I've learned my lesson. I finally understand that you're the only one who ever loved me. "You're my light, my everything! Please give me another chance, okay? We'll start over…" I stepped around Moira and crouched down so that Zayne and I were eye to eye.

She'd known he would end this relationship eventually, but she hadn't expected it in this setting—doing the most intimate thing while talking about another woman. The coldness and cruelty of men were just like this. 'William, I'm not made of stone. I have feelings too.' Ava trembled uncontrollably beneath him. She tried hard to keep her voice from breaking, "Well, congratulations to you both. Lovers are finally together." In the darkness, Ava spoke her insincere blessing, her eyes wet. Sure enough, falling in love with someone unworthy made her this pathetic, this trampled on. The next morning, when Ava woke up, William was already gone from the bed.

“I asked him to come back. To choose me. He said no. He told me he couldn’t leave you. That it would be wrong.” I believed her. Lucian was many things, but dishonorable wasn’t one of them. “He’s loyal. You know that better than anyone,” Isolde continued. “But loyalty isn’t love. You must know that too. He’s doing the noble thing, staying by your side. But what if it’s not what he truly wants? What if his heart is with me, and he’s just too bound by his word to admit it?” I opened my mouth. Then closed it. My throat felt like sandpaper.

But while he was crying and pleading like a child, I can't really tell him the truth of Adrin's identity now. I know it would be wrong…. very wrong with Mike and his selfless love and care for me and Adrin, because even if I don't love him, he doesn't deserve any of this…and no matter how much pain is written in my destiny, my Adrin deserves a happy and complete family. Love doesn't always need to be the basis of a successful and happy marriage, loyalty is. And I could take an oath for that in the presence of God inside this same church that I am going to be loyal to him, after all he has done for me and my Adrin.

I can’t fight with my emotions but I can still be loyal to the person who is my husband even if it’s forced but still he’s my husband. “No matter what you say Dylan but he’s still my husband. Even though he’s forced on me but there is no way I am going to let you touch me because I can be anything but a cheater.” I can feel his stare becoming soft. His lips curved into a small smile making me confused. Author Pov Luna’s every word seems to hit Dylan hard. The love and respect he had for Luna increased even more. Her words were a clear evidence that how loyal she can be in a relationship.

I am a one man - woman and could never be disloyal to you, ever', she had sworn still wrapped in his arms. He had kissed her then Thoroughly. And she had felt lived and cherished and her desires had been awakened. 'That is just one thing I love about you. You are loyal. There is no trait of disloyalty in you and I am like that as well. We are alike in that way. But can't you see, since we are vowed to be faithful to each other and we both love each other and know that we are meant for each other, what difference does it make when we consumate our relationship? Love does not count all that. It is merely childish and old fashioned. If you really want to wait till our wedding night, then I shal

Its hot, rancid breath washed over me, and I refused to flinch, locking eyes with the beast. "You think loyalty can be forced," I said quietly. "But true loyalty is earned. These things… they’re not loyal. They’re enslaved. And one day, they’ll rise against you." Newton straightened, his expression unreadable. For a moment, I thought my words had gotten to him, but then his smirk returned. "Enough talk. Your human lover is coming, I knew he was tracking you, there's probably a hidden tracking device in you that I missed, that's the only way he can track you." He cackled and looked around the large clearing that will definitely be bathed in blood soon.

When she stood before him, she tilted her chin up to meet his gaze. “Then maybe you’ve never really seen it for what it is,” she whispered. “Because real love real loyalty doesn’t come with conditions. It’s given freely. It’s terrifying, yes, because it demands trust. But it doesn’t calculate.” He searched her face, his eyes dark and unreadable. His hand twitched at his side, as though fighting the urge to reach for her. “And you would give that… freely?” he asked, voice low, almost disbelieving.