My Love From Star Novels & Stories

Crazy to think to fall inlove-- From the first sight of that night, To the wind that carried your hair, Seems to be carrying my heart as well. The strategies of your smile, Worked out down through my veins, Circulated through my heart, Oh, darling please be mine. "You don't have to wish upon the star as you have me. I love you, your voice, and exactly what who you are. It would never change as the moon keep it's space." Baby, keep me falling, Stay your eyes right on my lips,

Our judgement and good sense are often clouded by the love in our hearts. ‘Thank you,’ I say to her. She smiles back at me. ‘You should rest,’ she says and I see a nurse enter the room. The nurse plunges a syringe in the tube attached to my hand and I feel a little sleepy almost instantly. Sedatives, I guess. It lessens the pain, in one’s body but not in one’s head. ‘Deb ...’ ‘Yes, baby?’ I murmur, already half-asleep. ‘I love you,’ I hear her meek whisper before dozing off. I love her too,

he said and sighed. “Does that mean you love her more?” I asked . “No my love , Of course I love you , I love you than any woman I had ever been with, I love you beyond the stars.” As he said this words, a star shot across the sky and I leaned to kiss this man I loved with my soul. It was like every other kiss we both shared, with a touch of magic and falling stars.

She really wanted to die. "Hey, calm down a bit!" Selena was threatened by Katie, pushing her hands away, holding her shoulders tightly again, forcing her to look her in the eye. Katie looked like she was in a panic, like she was being extravagant. She stared at Selena, mouth agape: "I knew it right away! That guy clearly loves me. Otherwise, how come he always follows me!" “Huh?” Selena was a little shaken, and hurriedly released her hand, letting go of Katie's rough shoulders. She could not help but ask again:

"I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared." "Okay?" "He was sick and needed money for a kidney transplant. Because of how much I loved him, I emptied my account just so I could gather up the money needed for the transplant. I took a loan from my boss to complete the money, only for me to discover that he wasn't sick and he needed the money to cater for his wife and son he hid in another state." "My God, how did you get to know?" "All thanks to Mr. Ethan, he said he knew that Vincent didn't love me but was only using me to get money."

Seraphina, her laughter light and airy, interjected, "Love, in all its forms, is the universe's most potent magic. It can bridge gaps, heal wounds, and yes, ignite storms." Sasha, leaning into Alec, whispered so only he could hear, "In this vast cosmos, amidst all its mysteries, finding you... it feels like the universe's gift to me." Alec's eyes, always so full of determination, now shimmered with tenderness. "Sasha, before you, the universe felt infinite and daunting. Now, it feels like an adventure waiting for us, hand in hand." Nebula, watching the pair, her voice echoing the vastness of space, reflected, "Stars are born from intense heat and pressure, yet they shine the brightest. Love,

We went from seeing each other every day to once every three months. Yet, every time he came back from a business trip, he would come home first and bring me a flower. And I would make him a simple bowl of noodle soup, just like I used to when we were kids. That day was just like any other. I made the noodles and waited for Felix to come home. I waited and waited, but instead, I got a call from the hospital. Time no longer mattered to Felix. Because my love was forever frozen at the age of 20.

“I’ve been so wrong, Camilla. You can hit me, you can yell at me—just please, don’t divorce me.” I let out a cold laugh and fixed him with a scornful gaze. “We are getting a divorce, Theodore. “I’ll make room for Emily. Shouldn’t you be happy about that?” The color drained from Theodore’s face with each word that fell from my lips. After what felt like an eternity, he finally stammered, “I love you, Camilla. “There’s a reason for everything I did…” I scoffed and fixed him with a cold stare. “Celebrating Valentine’s Day with your childhood sweetheart is love? Throwing a vase at my head is love? I’m afraid you’ve got a twisted sense of love, Theodore.”

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

She looks so fragile in that moment. So this is what he likes? My eyes snap to hers. The look in her eyes says otherwise. Love? “I’m not sure you’re capable of that, Sharon,” I say. “You only know how to love yourself.” Silence settles between us. Cold. Final. “We’re over,” I say, pulling the ring off my finger and throwing it at him. I pick up my purse. My luggage. And walk toward the door. “You’re unlovable, Anastasia,” Tristian says behind me. “Men don’t like women like you.”