My Sweetheart Novels & Stories

“How are you, sweetheart? Are you doing okay?” “Don’t sweetheart me,” I say in a sharp voice. “You don't get to suddenly pretend to give a damn about me, just because you haven’t seen me in a few days.” “Julia, now don’t be like that,” he says, trying to sweet talk me. He hasn’t done that in years. “Come on, baby. I miss you so bad. Don’t you miss me?”

She said, "Or, it is not a he?" "A she, actually. Her name is Alistair Montgomery. She sings the Opera actually, and she's Vinian! Oh, and she is marvelous." "You like her?" "I am besotted, yes." Sweet had not known whether stopping him or encouraging him was the right thing to do, but she let him do as he wanted. But that had been so many years ago, because it was during that period, that she had left the Vale's. Sweet opened her eyes as the lights in the hospital began to flicker, the other doctor's staring at each other in confusion as it happened.

" His eyes were glowing with naughtiness . " Then you are…." I am searching for a suitable nickname . " Handsome? Dashing ? Fantastic ?" He suggested . " None of that " I frown . He came a little closer and I sucked my breath. Why does he still have this effect on me …. " I am sweetheart and soon you will say it too " he wink and my eyes rounded . " Never " I gritted out . He started to walk away….." will see sweetheart….will see " His figure disappeared while I was astonished by his behaviour .

Charles Williams Point of View On getting to her place ,I gat down to open the door for her. She invited me in but I declined and told her I would do so when she agrees to be my girlfriend and she chuckled softly hitting my shoulders playfully. Vivian Tyler is the only one person that understand me all the time . She was the apple of my eyes when we were at school and I always take pleasure at scaring guys away from her. Some of my friends still call her my school sweetheart. She's always willing to hear me out even now and always carry out her assignments dutifully. "What can I do without my childhood sweetheart?, absolutely nothing"I thought grinning to myself as I pulled up at the gate of

She was really angry. “Mother please listen, I didn’t reject her, in fact, I have marked her.” He tried to explain himself. “Oh really? Then where is she huh?” he stretched the back of his head frustrated. “Sweetheart, I thought you were making breakfast, am hungry.” Collin tried to divert her attention and it worked. He called her sweetheart; he never calls her anything other than mate or by her name. but now he called her sweetheart. She looked at him with so much love in her eyes then smiled. “Am making it okay, just give me a few minutes.” Her voice was now low and sweet.

"I'm scared. You didn't see how aggressive Emily was earlier. She looked like she wanted to kill me. Her mom didn't watch the road, and Emily blamed it on me. I'm afraid she'd blame you for producing the report for me. That would be a headache." I stayed silent, staring at James. The answer was clear as day. "She won't," he said, shredding what little dignity I had left. Everyone at the hospital knew I was his simp. I'd crushed on him for ten years. When his company tanked, I gave him every penny I had to get him back on his feet. When he made it big and women swarmed him, I never let go. When he proposed, I said yes without a second thought, thinking my devotion had finally paid off.

"Chet, I finally understand how you felt at the time." "The person you liked turned out to be your nephew's fiancée. How did you even get over that?"

“I believe you Chase, I just hate the fact that she tried to ruin your party, your birthday, and your future all in one night. But can I ask you a question?” “Of course you can you don’t even have to ask sweetheart. I can still call you that right?” The sweet sound of her laughter swims through my ears once again in the matter of minutes. “Yes Chase, you can always and forever call me your sweetheart as that is what I am to you.” Thank fuck for that. I smile and lean in to kiss her, but she stops me by putting her hand against my lips. “Slow down big boy I’ve not asked my question yet.”

He is so hawt. He clears his throat and I snap back into reality. My cheeks are blushing right now. "I... I'm so sorry, sir...!" I immediately close my face with my hands. Damn, my nervousness is taking my senses away. I hear his steps come close to me. Standing in front of me, he takes my hands off my face. "You are so attractive, sweetheart." He whispers into my ear and kisses my cheeks. What in the world of love, did he just call me sweetheart? God, my heart..!

She let her head drop to my shoulder and held onto my forearms, melting into my embrace. "Have you ever heard me call anyone else sweetheart?" "All the time." I didn't have to see her expression to know she was pouting, and it shouldn't have made me happy, but it did. "You've never heard me call anyone, not even a child, sweetheart. You may have heard hon, or darlin', or possibly even babe, but not one time, in all my life, have I ever called anyone other than you, sweetheart. And I know I haven't because you're the only person who's ever held that place in my heart."