My Love Star Novels & Stories

My heart thumped as I noticed his lips drifting closer to mine. I shivered. My hands found his chest. The hard planes of muscle under his shirt excited me. They stoked the fire inside me. I was ready to forget all about Calyx tonight and have fun. "Do you want this?" He breathed against my cheeks. “Yeah,” I whispered. "I can't wait." My voice cracked with emotion. I didn't expect to get swept up my feet in this bar, but it was a great way to spend the night after what my boyfriend and my step-sister did to me.

Jasmine Ito – POV The truth was simple. And that was what made it hurt the most. John was the only man I had ever truly loved. Not admired. Not respected. Not chosen out of duty. Loved. My fingers trembled as I wiped at the tears slipping down my face, but they wouldn’t stop. They came faster now, warmer, heavier—each one carrying a memory I couldn’t outrun. That night. It replayed in fragments. The way his lips found mine—not hesitant, not rushed… just certain. Like he had been waiting for that moment longer than either of us wanted to admit.

Then I asked slowly, “Hey are you married?” He raised an eyebrow asking me to continue, so I did, "I'm Sienna, nice to meet you. I'm Sienna, officially left with nothing, I just left everything now. Plus you look like you are in need of cash, I have talent and a job to make money, I just need a marriage certificate. Meetings like this are rare, especially for someone like me, and you look like someone who would give a heartache to my Uncle, which is exactly what I'm planning right now.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

Ridhima said as more tears slipped from her eyes Her mother understood that something concerning her love life has happened. "Ridhu, I didn't lie to you about love that doesn't care about perfection or beauty. When love happens nothing matters if your partner is perfect or not. Let me tell you a story then you will get what true love is" Her mother said

I know you got thrown a shit ton of information today, and you most likely still have plenty of questions that require answered. Do me a favor, and just sleep in it, please. Okay Lola, I will, don't worry about me. Lola starts to head towards the door, and I say Lo, I hope you know that I still love you and Travis, right. Stopping in her tracks and turning around with happy tears in her eyes and says Star. We love you to more than you will ever know, never forget that, and she walks out of the room while closing the door behind her.

That’s more than 150 million girls and 50 million gay guys who could say the exact same words. She realized she was speaking to Justin Star right? America’s heartthrob? “Love,” he repeated like it was the understatement of the century, “ you love me?” he spat, maintaining his bitter tone, running a hand through his midnight hair in complete irritation,” you don’t love me!” he stressed, “ you don’t fucking blackmail the people you love Lucy!” I raised an eyebrow at this, “you don’t manipulate them and take what they feel for granted! That is not what people do when they love someone!” he yelled.

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

One day, you will miss everything about me, the things we love to do, how much I care for you, how I always annoy you, my love, one day you'll realize that you need me but I won't be there anymore. Just like the star that is close to the moon, I am destined to be your friend, not to be your lover. I hope you'll find your perfect destiny and I hope it's me. I love you my moon! I will always love you. —Kim.

Give me the fork, I am starving" Nancy said, taking the fork from Kingston, which made him laugh so hard. Kingston loved how Nancy would enjoy meals. He loved her enthusiasm when it came to eating meals prepared by not just him, but anyone. He watched her devour the pasta he made specifically for her, and his heart filled with happiness. Is this the reason why I love her? because she eats whatever I give to her? or do I love her because of her personality? Kingston thought to himself. Being a chef, nothing pleased Kingston more than seeing people eat the food he prepared. He becomes elated just filling people's stomach with food. Kingston was a chef by day and a secret service agent by night