Pick Me Choose Me Love Me Novels & Stories

My Love. THE END!!

" He mouthed, I stopped. My lips couldn't help but strect into a smile. "I, Quiva, give my life to you, and all that life entails. I promise to be honest with you even when it is not easy. You are the love I don't wanna lose. You are the man I want to keep forever. You are not only my flavor of the month, but will forever be my favourite flavor. Your love has taught me to find what I've been searching for so long. You are the right one, among the wrong one's. So I choose you, for you chose me too.

Only her, only us, only this love, finally claimed and declared. When we pulled apart, forehead to forehead, lips still brushing, I whispered, “Always. Forever. I choose you, every day.” Her smile was soft, triumphant, tender. “And I choose you.”

“That’s not love, Ari. That’s trauma.” I stood up, brushing the grass from my skirt. “Maybe. But it’s my trauma. My marriage. My decision.” He stood with me. “So you’re choosing him?” I looked at him really looked and my heart twisted. He had always been there. Always the safe choice, the easy love. But maybe that’s why I never chose him. Because love, real love, was never easy. “I’m choosing me,” I said. “And whatever that means in the end… I’ll figure it out.”

“I chose you, my love. And the world needs to know,” “Are you sure?” I inquired, my heart beating erratically. Emmanuel and I turned at the same time to look at the beeping monitors, showing how frantic my heart was. I blushed while he smirked as if proud. “This won’t cause any problem for you? Emmanuel, you don’t have-“ “I want to,” he said cutting me off. “I love you and I mean it. I choose you, Miles. I’m not going to announce anything until you’re ready-“

I gave out three years of genuine love, and for what? I thought Logan's unwavering devotion was love. I never imagined it was just an act, something he deliberately put on for Leah to see. I was nothing more than a pawn in their long-running game. Josie wasn't the comforting type. She preferred action over words. "Don't cry. There are plenty of men out there. Just pick another one. My brother is fair and handsome, and my dad is still charming for his age. Take your pick!" I cried until I was exhausted, then ended up laughing through my tears.

And being small I just stood completely confused and he left . So it was love . I was like a share for him , how can someone be like that? In my childhood I kidnapped myself for 5-6 times just to grab some attention but no why they will give me attention , 4 times just the guards came and took me back to my hmm I mean their house and 2 times hmm I myself gone back . Okay ok it was not good but what could I do ? I was hungry and the sun was too hot just because of that . But that time I was small and now I decided that I will not go back at any condition or any cost I will not go back . I was repeating the same thought again and again and was trying my best not to change my decision but that

At the beginning of our marriage, we dreamed about a life with a kid. Back then, he said, "It'll be perfect if it's a girl who looks like you. I've always wanted to meet a younger you." But now, he wanted me to abort the child simply because it saddened Mia. He was ruining the beautiful memories I hoped to cling to. Something in me decided to rebel against him. I refused to do as told. I opposed him, "This is my child. I have the final say. Stay out of it." His eyes darkened at once. He stepped forward and grabbed my wrist, his grip so hard it felt as though he might snap the bone.

“Not because of who I was years ago, or because of promises made in a different time. I choose you because I know you. I know your strength, your kindness, your sharp mind, and your gentle heart. I know you have seen me at my worst, and you have chosen to give me a chance. And every morning when I wake, I will choose you again. Not because I have to, but because I want to.” My eyes glistened, not with sadness, but with the deep, quiet joy of knowing I was loved truly and freely. I squeezed his hands, speaking from the very center of my heart. “And I choose you,” I replied. “I choose the man you have become—honest, humble, willing to learn. I know you are not perfect. I know there will be day

“I love you, Sophie and I don't know what I'll do without you in my life. I want to be with you and just you.” He swallowed and pleaded. “I'm terribly sorry for this pain I'm causing you... I know what I did was despicable and unforgivable but I love you and I can't lose you. I'm being honest with you because I can't keep it alright, you need to know and I don't want you to send me away. Please don't break up with me, we can make this work."