Passing Love Novels & Stories

The love still there. ---

Thank you. #one_love

Love still prevail. ~~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I love you." THE END

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

Jonathan's sentimental promises had come too late, and I no longer needed them. He tried to grab my hand but ended up grabbing thin air instead. "Please, Tess, give me another chance." The company's car slowly rolled to a stop before me. I brushed past Jonathan and headed into the car. The moment the door closed behind me, I heard his anguished sob cut through the crisp, autumn air. But I didn't so much as give him a backward glance. … A week later, I came across a video online. I clicked on it to find that it was footage of Jonathan and Charlotte.

"I'm still single! Not married!" Aster walked back to the table dejectedly and picked up the crumpled-up divorce agreement from the floor, carefully opening it back up. The document now felt like a burning hot blade in his hands, and he wouldn't stop shaking. He finally believed the fact that Carina was divorcing him, but that didn't mean he accepted the divorce. He gingerly ran his fingers across Carina's name on the agreement. He was very familiar with her handwriting because it was as brilliant as her name—Carina, the brilliant constellation in the sky.

The storm had finally passed, and a new love had begun to grow upon the ashes of the past that had long since burned away. THE END

"If you want it, you can have it right now!" He crawled forward, trying to hug my legs, but I coldly stepped away. "I want you to disappear from my life." I pried his fingers from my arm, one by one. "Bruno, your love is a debt I can't afford. And I don't want it anymore."

Wilde paused, then looked at me. “What reputation? “Also, I take ‘til death do us part’ thing seriously. There’s no such thing as divorce with me.” He let out a chuckle and floored the gas pedal. The car accelerated forward at breakneck speed and made my heart race. “If you want, we can die together right now.” The harsh wind howled past us. I finally smiled as my heart began to race faster. “Wilde, you really are insane!”