My One And Only Lover Novels & Stories

I am roused from my sleep by the soundtrack of a motion picture. I've only made it through one round, but I'm already so exhausted that I can hardly move. Mark has started playing Sweet Home Alabama, and I believe it is approximately halfway through at this point. I turn my head to look at the man I love, who is hiding his identity behind a mask so that he can be here with me.

"Incubi are born flirts! How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside. He doesn't even know what love is! Don't ruin your whole life being his plaything." "Shirley, I fell in love with you at first sight. I don't care if you've slept with that incubus," Jamie said, trying to sound noble. The two of them took turns preaching about true love and morality. Tracy and I had grown up together, yet looking at her now, I barely recognized her. But this time, I wasn't going to give her what she wanted. I yanked my arm free and pulled Lionel toward the entrance. "When your heat cycle's over and you want a divorce, I'll go along with it," I told him.

"Ssshhh, baby doll. I want to say something. You have bewitched me from the very moment that I laid my eyes are you. I am not going to lie when I say this, but you are mine. You are the only one that could reach inside me and tame this beast." I watch as the words come to mind but never leaves her lips, she has been rendered speechless. "The thing is, baby doll, there is no perfect lover; we are all flawed, but knowing those flawless and still loving with all your heart creates perfect love. I will never look further than you, my love. If my heart is a flower waiting to bloom, your love is the only sunshine it needs." "Lucas?"

Maren took a long drag of her cigarette and blew the smoke directly into my face. "Apologize," she said. "Tell me you're sorry, and I'll pretend none of this happened." The faint fruit-flavored smoke curled around me. I used to love that smell, but now it made my stomach turn. She had smoked the same cheap brand for ten years. I only found out a few days ago that their tagline was "One Love for a Lifetime". Maren Hale's one love for a lifetime was Roman Callister. My eyes burned and I blinked hard, holding her gaze. "Maren, I told you ten years ago that I would wait for you until I turned 35. You never said yes. So I'll find someone who will."

I tightly clenched my jaw at the sudden thought—is she with another man now? It would break me into pieces if you already love someone else now… but I would still beg and plead just to see you and to have you come back to me. I think I was made to love only once… and loving you is enough for my whole lifetime. I don’t need anyone else. You alone are enough for me. Her friend reached out her hand to greet me. But my eyes remained fixed solely on Allys. “Nice to meet you, Engineer Mondragon,” her friend greeted me.

And then, without any sign— “I know I haven’t said it enough,” he murmured. I looked up. “I know I’ve been hard on you,” he continued, his voice softer now, more fragile in a way I had never heard before. “I know I’ve pushed too much sometimes. Yelled when I shouldn’t have.” My chest tightened painfully. “But I love you, Helena,” he said. “More than anything. More than I’ve ever loved anything in my life.” The words hit me harder than I expected.

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

My hands moved, hectically covering my nudity and refusing to acknowledge that he had more than enough time to see every inch of me. His brows shot up and brightened his amused expression. "Are you married?" "No!" I burst out. "Boyfriend?" "We…" I cleared my throat. "We broke up." "Single." That wasn't a question, but I still nodded in answer. A mischievous grin spread across his face. I blinked and suddenly saw him hanging above me, supporting himself on slightly bent, muscular arms. "I'm single too, and you know what? I'm looking at a beautiful woman lying naked in my bed. I want her. I'm going to kiss her, and then I'm going to make her scream as she orgasms. A simple ‘no’ from her will m

he laughed bitterly. “All I can do now, in the face of my entire pack as witness , is to beg you for forgiveness. In my entire life I have loved only you. And though you said that you forgave me a long time ago, I will dedicate my entire life to deserving even an inch of you. You are the only one I will ever be with. My love, my heart, My Luna." He said the last part boldly, facing me fearlessly “My one and Only True mate.”