Of Love And Life Three Novels Novels & Stories

he whispers. Yes, they are. Three beautiful girls. Three tiny lives are placed in our arms. Three hearts beating strong. Three miracles born from love. As I look at them—our family—I finally understand something my mother once told me. Love doesn’t follow rules. It creates its own. And ours is perfect. I turn to look at the men in the room with me with so much love in my eyes. My three dangerous, beautiful, broken stepbrothers. My triplets. My lovers.

"Reginald! You hit me for her? If it weren't for her, you would've chosen me! You were supposed to marry me!" Reginald looked down at her, full of disgust. "If marrying someone like you was my only option, I'd rather be dead. In this life, I'll only ever have one wife—Celine." Caroline screamed, crazed. "You hated me in the previous life, and now you treat that whore like treasure?" She turned her mad gaze to me. "You did something, didn't you? Those black-finned mer-babies were supposed to be mine! You stole them! Celine, you thief! You wretch!"

I gave her a small smile. Mr Brendon was mom's lover who because of me rarely comes to visit.i could still remember when I first met him,the minute our eyes met,I began to feel nauseous all over my body.it's weird how my first meeting with him made me so uncomfortable and sick so I excused myself and went to my room.

The reality that I couldn’t defend Lason ate at my heart. His wails tore through the forest, his little body deformed and mutilated. He was covered in crimson blood—an image I will never forget. He gazed at me, his green orbs mirroring mine, love and pain swirling in them. Then his cries went silent. He slumped, and with it, his life force faded away. Lason, I thought, as my eyes closed. Hot tears stained my cheeks, still reeling from the shock and pain of his death. I had just lost a piece of myself—my happiness, my light, my everything.

She was upset that she had spent her life loving the wrong person. She lost her life for nothing. Unexpectedly, God gave her a chance to be reborn. She must seize her one true love in this life. She had to start over with Tyler this time. She was going to make the most out of her life and stay away from the scumbag, Cooper. Yvonne was taken aback It was rare to see Kelsey so certain about something. Perhaps the scene she witnessed last night of Tyler and Zara coming out of the club and leaving together was all some sort of misunderstanding.

Faith was his wife, and he loved her. Selby opened his eyes and stared across the street at the entrance to Joe's Bakery. He could picture the petite auburn-haired girl tying her apron around her waist while flirting with the next customer. Only she could make pastries seductive. He found himself smiling. Was it possible to care about two people at the same time as Tracey did with Ryan and Chelsea? Was this Faith's battle with Edwin? He took the trash and dumped it in the garbage bin out back. He was eager for Faith to be back in his arms.

"Though, if that's how I can make up then let's make a deal. " "What deal?" "Don't marry me, " he began, bringing my attention, " All You have to do is to stay with me for three months during this time, you have time to know me better and fall in love with me." My mouth slightly opened, as I looked at him, stunned with a chuckle, "I can't love you even if you give me the next three lives, "

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

No, they would be fine because they were hopeful, and because they had faith in what they'd found. Read on for a bonus story arc from the next story, The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony. To all all readers, I would like to humbly thank you from the bottom of my heart for following our- er or their, story. There is much more to tell, and hopefully you will continue to walk in tandem with them. To give a broader showing of my- uhm, Dillon's experience, see how he handles times that aren't so easy. A majority of his memories are good ones, but as with any loving relationship, times aren't always so easy. While couples do tend to argue, none of the spats they'd had had gotten quite so

Three people who would never be one again, but who remained connected through something deeper than cosmic power. Through choice. Through persistence. Through love that survived everything except the end of love itself. And that love had not ended. Had only grown stronger through learning to exist as three instead of one. Through choosing each other every day instead of being forced together by supernatural merger. Ten years. One hundred twelve territories practicing democracy. Countless tedious meetings attended. Infinite boring decisions made through consensus. And three people who loved each other arguing about tomato plants on Tuesday afternoon. That was victory. That was success. That w