One Love Novels & Stories

Power asked, already knowing the answer would come only after Love broke or transcended. In her crystal prison, Love whispered names she could speak but not feel: "Kieran. Dimitri." The isolation lottery had begun with its worst possible winner. Or perhaps, its most necessary one.

That I can never be his one and only mate! But what was present in front of me was total contradictory of my thoughts. He loves me! Yes, he loves me! The feeling is mutual. I am not just a fling! I am his one and only mate! And he is my one and only! Tears started dropping from my eyes. No, these were the tears of happiness. The happiness that the person I love, loves me back. He too loves me! The feeling is mututal. Suddenly lights were turned on all around the place, making the place twinkle like it was a Christmas Eve!

‎ ‎ ‎Lovelife is such a headache. ‎ ‎ ‎Roxanne decided to go to a club that night to drink. She didn't bother to call her friends because she knew they were busy with their own life. And then they will also meet on friday so she can wait a few more days. ‎ ‎ ‎She just needs alcohol in her body now to forget what happened today. ‎ ‎ ‎So when six o'clock in the afternoon came, she didn't hesitate to shower and get dressed. She's wearing a black sleeveless dress that hugs her curves. She matched her outfit with a ponytail style and a high-wedge sandals that makes her more beautiful and sexier.

One love. We make love. Not sex. Not fucking. Love. Pure. Complete. Honest. Everything we are poured into every movement. Every touch. Every kiss. Every whispered word. This is us. This is what we're fighting for. This is what makes everything worth it. I feel her building again. Walls starting to flutter. Body tensing. Preparing to fall apart. "Come with me. Together. Let's finish together. Connected. United. One." "Together." She breathes. "Always together."

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

His singing was soft, almost like a lullaby, each word soaked in emotion: 🎶 Oh~ the brightest star in the night sky, Please guide me close to you. 🎶 🎶 Oh~ the brightest star in the night sky, do you know? Where is the figure who once walked with me? 🎶 🎶 I would rather bear all the pain in my heart, Then forget the sight of your eyes. Grant me the courage to believe again, To embrace you beyond all the lies. 🎶

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

They were hers. Loney stared at her strangely, then he pressed the back of his hand against her forehead. "Do you have a fever?" Danica was confused. "Why?" "I only love one woman, and that is you. I will never love or marry another. I love you so much Danica," his voice was as soft as water, he made it sink into her subconscious mind. All the fear mixed with jealousy dissipated inside her. Instead, she felt a new bond and love, brewing between them.

"Christine, when I saw you for the first time in one of my family's friends son's wedding reception, you were only 18 years old that year. I was about to graduate from university in few months time. From the moment I saw you till the reception was over, I had my eyes on you. I don't remember anything else about that reception. I don't know if you remember that this reception was in City M . My university was in same city. Later, I went back to my hostel room. I thought I will forget about you but I saw your face in my dreams when I slept that night. This was the case for several nights from there on . Then , one day I was in classroom . I saw your face when I had closed my eyes for few minut

The annoyance I felt towards him earlier because I thought he had forgotten our anniversary all of a sudden and was replaced by butterflies in my stomach and horse racing in my heart. He's the one. Forever does really exist, especially when I'm with Jiro. He's the living proof of Prince Charming and true love does really exist. I am deeply madly in love with him. I can't even see myself in the near future dating another boy. I am sure that he is the only man I am capable of loving. Jiro slowly removed the blindfold from my eyes and first its blur until my vision gradually cleared. The first thing you see is the decorations Jiro's whole garden, just like a bandiritas made of white and red ros