My Beloved Love Novels & Stories

We love each other. I accepted his imperfections and he love my flaws... Indeed, love is blind because I fell in love to my obsess psycho stalker... I love you Bullet Davids. "Marry me Baby..." he whispered that make my heart stopped for a second.

The horses racing inside my heart immediately disappeared, as well as the butterflies flying inside my stomach, like a bubble that disappeared. The thrill I felt earlier, now replaced by pain! Jiro courted me for six months and before I answered him, I assured myself that I really loved him. So I answered him one day. And during those six months, when I found out that I loved him, I immediately thought of things about us. Just like what our endearment will be. And because I really liked the 'hubby' and 'wife' endearment that is what we want to call them but they don't seem to want to said Jiro, then!

"Oh, honey I would never! I love ya better than that stupid child of mine" Hugging her tightly Robin leaned down hiding her face in the crack of her neck and shoulder. Breathing in the smell of jasmine and bread entered her lungs and a warm fuzzy feeling spread across her chest. Breaking off from the embrace she looked into the shorter's eyes, they were as blue as her son's. But where his were cold and aloof, hers were warm and welcoming. Walking her to the door Robin grabbed the handle opening it she turned back to Mama Dray with a soft tone,

In that peaceful and tranquil moment, he found the courage to open up and express his innermost thoughts and emotions, revealing the profound depths of his heart. "Bella, I feel the need to express my sincere recognition of the pain that I have inflicted upon you," he began, his voice resonating with a deep sense of remorse and culpability. I want to convey the depth of my love for you and assure you that I am fully dedicated to resolving any issues or problems that may arise between us. I am willing to go to great lengths and use all my resources to make things right. I want to express to you that my love for you is incredibly strong and steadfast. It is unwavering, meaning that it remains

"What about all those times you said you loved me?" His answer came without hesitation. "Not more than money right now. I need the money to start all over again. Your lover took what's mine…so, it's only right that I take this ranch." I pursed my lips and nodded bitterly. I've always known that Charles didn't genuinely love me, this was the proof. I stared at him. At the man who had destroyed my life, the man I had once trusted, who had convinced a lonely girl working double shifts that she mattered.

With their similar faces flanking her on either side, the two brothers deployed a relentless barrage of tactics to win her back, leaving her thoroughly exhausted. Caspian, just like Forrest before him, followed her from home to the research institute every day. He even brought gifts in an attempt to win her forgiveness. His gaze held sincerity as he spoke, trying to appeal to her heart. "Serena, I didn't understand my feelings before. It wasn't until you left that I realized that I've always loved you. Please, give me another chance. I promise, I'll love you properly from now on." Serena's expression remained indifferent as she brushed past him. Just as he reached to grab her hand, she swift

The truth, laid bare and unsoftened. Owen sank back down onto the bed as if his legs could no longer hold him. His chest ached in ways he didn’t know were possible, like grief was pressing outward from the inside. For the first time in years, he saw her not as the woman he’d grown accustomed to, but as the woman he’d failed to love properly. Even from his own indifference. “I didn’t know how to love you right,” he whispered, shame threading through every word. “I know,” she said. Her voice was kind. That somehow hurt the most. “And for a long time, I accepted that. But I don’t want to survive in love anymore. I want to feel it.”

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

I have been watching them going out for lunch and giggling over silly videos, all while he kept bringing her coffee to her desk like a lovesick puppy just to have a chat. And honestly, it’s ridiculous. But who am I kidding? Anybody who doesn't fall for his kind soul is an idiot. “It’s…it’s just…he is your beloved,” she stutters. “But there is more. He—” Exhaling irritated, I glare at her as she trembles with rage. “The concept of the beloved is just something for the weak…and the animals, so they can believe they can find some happiness while being cursed. It’s ridiculous and you know it. I wouldn’t know why I should keep him. My head aches all the time.”

"I'm happy for him. That's what love is—wanting the beloved to be happy, even if you're not part of that happiness." "That's incredibly mature of you."