Novel Stories About Love Novels & Stories

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

Everlasting Love is a book that talks about the undying love of Emeka for Rose who was his school mates. It shows that destiny can never be denied, even though Rose never gave him a chance to prove his love for her, Emeka was still persistent and never gave up, Rose never accepted because of the obvious different financial status quo between them. While Emeka was from a rich home, Rose was from a poor home, as a result, Rose didn't want to associate herself with Emeka in order not to be seen as a gold digger.

Yes, I felt my cheeks hot and a pulsating pressure between my thighs and a wet sensation pressed against my panties. "If i was born as a werewolf, then this hospital ward would be filled with the smell of my arousal.... Shit...shit..shit... What happened to me today....Lara.. For sure, you have to stop reading your fantasy novels and your k-dramas...." I shook my head and driven all those f*cking thoughts out of my mind. He stopped kisssing me in the middle and took a deep breath. He opened and glared me with his lust filled eyes. Then he suddenly lifted me in a bridal style and gently placed me in the near by hospital bed. He widened my legs and stood in between my thighs.

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From childhood, he has only seen his brother instructing his father, and his father doing the complete opposite of what she says. "Son, in our time, we didn't have a love marriage concept. Our parents used to like a girl for us and we were supposed to say yes without any problem. Your mother and I didn't meet before our marriage, we never talked, we never got a chance to talk about our likes dislikes, to get to know each other. We met for the first time at our wedding. It wasn't love at first sight. After marriage, we slowly started falling for each other when got to know each other." A faint but charming smile adorned Ahmed's face when recalled his initial days of marriage.

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

As he exits the room, the door closes softly behind him, leaving Aleena alone in the dimly lit bedroom, grappling with the realization that their relationship may be at a breaking point. As Aleena sits in the quiet stillness of this room, she can't help but wonder. ALEENA POV "What is happening in my life?" First, there was love. Aarav entered my world, sweeping me off my feet with his charm, his laughter, and the promise of a future together. We were inseparable, entangled in a web of shared dreams and whispered promises. But then, like a storm on the horizon, our love crumbled. The cracks in our foundation widened until they were chasms too deep to bridge. We parted ways, leaving behind ec

Is that what is called LOVE? ***

He kissed her neck, her jaw, her lips—pouring three years of missing her into every touch. Pyhna’s pleasure built again, steady and powerful. She clenched around him, nails lightly scratching his back over his scars. “I love you, Fabian. So much.” “I love you too,” he growled, thrusting deeper. One hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit in gentle circles. She came again with a shuddering moan, pulling him over the edge with her. Fabian buried himself deep, groaning her name as he spilled inside her, hot pulses filling her completely.