Novel & Cerita My Love Story English

I gently kissed his lips. "You lied again, saying we still have two months..." I sobbed and took a deep breath. "I promise, Enzo, I will do everything you asked. I love you so much," I said one last time. We may not be meant for each other, but you will always have a special place in my heart. End of Book 1…

Not a survival story. A love story. Finally, Fully Ours.

“This love was stronger than the powers so dark, A prince could have within his keeping. His spells to weave and steal a heart, Within her breast, but only sleeping.” Slate comes into view, and I have to catch my breath. He is mine. I can’t help it, I cry. As much as I can tell Slate is trying not to. He cries too. We both laugh at our tears. Our hearts can hold all the love we feel. It’s coming out of our eyes. He mouths, ‘I love you.’ And I do too. “My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel.

I breathe as deeply as I can, trying to find the strength to be able to say something even though I am so moved by what he said. "Ever since I was a little girl, I have dreamed of a love worthy of the movies. Well, I guess I fulfilled that dream without even realizing it, after all, there is nothing more cliché than the beautiful foreign girl who goes abroad and ends up falling in love with a big businessman" --- I pause, listening to everyone laughing --- "And I assume, without any fear, that I really am that woman. Because our story is not only that, just as it was not made only of good moments. I learned to value every second by your side because I spent five years, wishing with all my st

"I remember those days when love stories held me captive, just as they do to you now." Intrigued, I turned to face her, eager to hear more about her experiences. "Tell me, Freda," I urged, "what is it about love that captivates you? What makes it so beautiful?" Freda's expression softened, and she gazed into the distance, lost in her memories. "Love, my dear Sandra," she began, her voice carrying a gentle nostalgia, "is a force that transcends time and space. It has the power to move mountains and heal the deepest of wounds. It is both delicate and resilient, fragile yet enduring."

That was our wallpaper, the memories that we'd build up together in those ten years since I was born and my parents decided to build the cottage here in the academy where they'd met and fell in love. I grinned when I remembered the story of how my parents met. Mum was a star pupil as a guardian with the most promising prospects. Dad was a well-known charmer at Court and was pretty much irresistible. He didn't used to attend St. Vlads. Apparently he was originally in Russia but had decided that he wanted to be in the States instead because of the rumours of how amazing Mum was. In other words, Dad was the boy who flew across the world to stalk her. Mum wasn't impressed with his charming antic

Hearing the familiar voice could help her recover. Jennifer took advantage of Logan being in a coma. She knew that Logan was no competition for her now. She could not interact with Charlie. Jennifer called Charlie to offer emotional support. Charlie was upset and hurt that Logan was sick and in a coma. Jennifer asked Charlie to escort her to a Ballet. She did not want to go alone and had no one else to escort her. Charlie agreed to escort her to get his mind off Logan. Ballet is one of the most visually pleasing dance forms. It is a very technical dance that requires extreme discipline. Jennifer had never seen the Romeo and Juliet Ballet before. It would perfect to see it with Charlie. Romeo

In fact, I just want to cover up a confused brain. What should I do? What should I do? Does Dad know? "Go ahead. I know." Zhang Guowen seemed to hear the panic in her mind. "There are still thirty thousand..." Liu Liu could not stop, almost broke down and cried out. How can this money be enough? Zhang Guowen closed his eyes in Liu Liu's cry. Thirty thousand? He knew Liu Cui would leave, but he didn't expect her to be so cruel. For Zhang Guowen, life has exhausted all his energy. What is love? He doesn't understand. All he knew was that Liu Cui was his woman, he was a man, and he wanted to support the family.

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

"I get what you are tryi..." "No, you don't. Their love stories are just like every other people's out there. People have met in clubs, walks or even parties and have loved each other for long and yet some have failed." He turns to look at the food then comes back and stands in the position he was before. "What I'm trying to say is that Love is a gamble. You don't know the ending but what's happening right now is what matters. My grandmother, Carolina, tells me that." I look at my laptop for a while trying to think about the words Aiden has just told me. Aiden has been raised with love. He believes in love. As for me... Aiden holds my hand startling me from my thoughts. He's now moved to my