Once There Was A Love Novels & Stories

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

he responded without glancing up at Adrian. “Come on man, we both know she can save your pretty ass from all this bullshit rules, she loves you Noah—” “Look, it doesn't matter wether or not she loves me, we aren't a match for fuck sake adrian, I do not have what she wants from me” “Everyone deserves a second chance at love Noah, yes vera made a mistake but she's sorry and changed and wants you back, can't you get that into your thick skull?”

" Lilian shuddered. In the beginning, she had assumed that Eugene had fallen out of love with her. She had assumed that that was why he had been so indifferent to her, miscarriage after miscarriage. But thinking back on it now, she realized that he never had a conscience to begin with. He had never loved her, nor Aurelie. The only person he had loved was himself. Eugene tensed up under Lilian's mocking gaze. He opened his mouth. "I… I really did love you back then. I really wanted to marry you." He continued. "I was entangled with Aurelie for many years. My mother never agreed to let me marry her. But even though I persisted, I'd already fallen out of love with her.

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.

I cried with joy and swore that I would make it up to him, that I would love him properly this time. When I opened my eyes again, Jace truly stood before me. I stared at him greedily, but something felt different. He said he didn't like me? No—no, that wasn't right. Jace loved me. That was when I realized he had been reborn too. He distanced himself from me, pushed me away, and no longer cared about me. Yet I kept searching for proof, obsessively and desperately, that he still loved me. In the end, I failed.

And that love, real love, is the choice you make every single day. Even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard. Forever. THE END

She stepped closer and took my face in both her hands, holding me still, looking deep into my eyes until nothing else existed but her. “I love you. I love you now. I loved you when I thought I hated you. I loved you through every mile and every year and every tear. And I will love you until the end of time. Do you hear me? That is truth. That is real. And it is stronger than any darkness that ever existed.”

I answered him. “Didn't turn out to be great, yeah?” he asked, I chuckled and looked at the sky. “Yeah, but it's okay. I know that almost half the people entered three types of this kind of love life, the first was the one that will teach you how it is to love. The second one will mend and mold you, and the last one is the one who'll stay till you grow old.” “Touché.” he uttered, I licked my lower lip and sighed.

My chin is trembling and so are my hands. The thing that I have now come to realize is that a part of me has been so damaged that I don’t think I will ever be fixed. Ever! I once heard someone talk about their love journey on radio and she said that ‘I will never leave you’ will leave, ‘I will always be there for you’ is always busy and ‘I will forever love you’ never loved you before. These words are hitting me so hard right now. I've seen couples who have dated for years and end up married, like my parents, but then what's the secret? How do I find the one, when the only person I thought was the one cheated on me?

His touch was gentle yet firm, a silent plea wrapped in love and sorrow. “I love you,” he uttered, his voice barely above a whisper. No, I couldn’t endure this any longer. I shook my head, the pain becoming unbearable. Every fiber of my being screamed to stop, to find another way, but deep down, I knew there was no other option. “We do this in 1…2…3…” “I love you,” I mouthed, my vision blurred by tears. BANG.