Mid-aged Love Novels & Stories

In the office, neither of them noticed my presence outside the door. I poured out the soup I had made for Shawn Felton and turned to leave. Shawn always kissed me carefully, so I had never seen him kiss so passionately. Only now did I realize that it was because he only showed that side of himself to someone else. I'd once believed that I could marry for love, but instead, reality dealt me a heavy blow. Disappointed, I wiped away my tears and took a cab back to the villa.

"This is a low-value job. Want to work with me?" "Given that you're implying a high-value job is waiting for me…" "Fifteen million a year." I almost stopped breathing. "Your job is to marry me." 'Well, shit.' I almost tripped over myself, and I raised my hand weakly. "I-I'm just eighteen. I can't get married yet." Clarence looked at the layers of makeup on my face and the clothes that barely cladded me. He massaged his forehead and fell into his thoughts. After all, I had the body and the look of a mature woman. Of course, that was after I donned some makeup.

She tried to hide her smile from me. I rolled my eyes. Linden was older than me by five years, but age didn’t matter to me. “Well, a Latin singer married a woman two decades younger than him, so if it’s true love, go for it,” she added. “We’re not getting married.” “Not now, but he’s the kind of man who was into hooks up, and when he grows old, he wants to settle down and live in a house with a picket fence. He’s hot, by the way.”

They understood that love was not solely defined by grand gestures but by the constancy of support and understanding they offered one another. As the years passed, their love deepened and matured, like a timeless melody that only grew more beautiful with time. They faced life's trials together, weathering storms and celebrating victories as a united front. Through it all, they remained pillars of strength for each other, providing solace and unwavering support. In their golden years, Sarah and Thomas found solace in the memories they had created and the love that had blossomed between them. They sat on the same bench beneath the towering oak tree in the park, their hands intertwined, and gaz

“Is that so? If you say I’m the only love of your life, then explain this.” took out my phone and pulled up a photo of Heather, the woman he once claimed was nothing more than his late mother’s keepsake, holding it right in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ducant. Even if Carina wasn't my friend, it's still illegal for us to leak our clients' private information. You have been married to her for five years. Why don't you just try to think of some other way to contact her instead?" Aster closed his eyes in despair. After everything, after going on a wild goose chase, he was faced with the same question once again. It was ridiculous. He held a hand to his heart, feeling as though there was a massive hole in his chest. It was natural for anyone who had been married for five years to still have feelings for the other. It wasn't easy for them to completely get over a relationship, especially if it involved the heart. It had been fiv

It made him proud that she had fought like that and he finally knew what he had in her and he would never let this woman go again. Both enjoyed the relaxed breakfast, constantly both threw loving looks at each other. If you didn't know any better, you would have thought the two had only known each other a few days. But it had been a year and a half. A year and a half full of pain, hate and love. Thank God love had triumphed *Honey we have to* sighing, Keyla got up and cleared the table *I'll get the things from upstairs* Genzo gave his Keyla a kiss as he passed and then disappeared upstairs

I want these memories and moments to be frozen in time so I can look at them and remember every feeling. Jace is on his way here to take me to Shirley’s 40 year anniversary party. Her and her husband Thomas have been married since they were 21 years old. That’s the kind of love I see myself having with Jace. He brings out the best in me and I him.

'Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being 'in love', which any fool can do. Age does not protect you from love but love to some extent love protec

“I know. I keep hoping my uncle Dominik would come to get me.” “Dominik? As in leader of the Ascendants?” “Yes.” “They would take you, wouldn’t they?” “Yes. Why do you sound so sad about it?” “You can’t tell me you can’t feel this between us.” “You are my brother’s friend. You are older than me. I don’t know, maybe it’s wrong.” “Mating bonds are never wrong. Do you know why you found me where you did? I had to walk away to keep from tearing that little prick’s throat out.”