Plafon Love Novels & Stories

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I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Morgan's POV The tea party was on the rooftop room of the Loveson's Mansion. The room wasn't particularly a room but looked more like a luxurious apartment of its own. It had been well lit with golden lights on its inner walls at strategic places, to give the place an ethereal look. There were flowers in their beds, close to the lights, she raised a veil over the apartment to give room for the golden lights to illuminate in their full glory. I caught myself smiling within. She should have just made it a night party if she was looking for such an effect.

Sister Wang took out a common key and opened the door. The oldest decoration in the 1990s shows that Sister Wang's family has never been renovated. The side of the bag door is old style sauce yellow, the floor is paved with antique tiles, and several tiles in the corner have cracks. The sofa is new, and it can be seen that it is the cheapest kind of rental sofa bought online. Although the decoration is old, the house in that era can be built into two households with one elevator. The house type is transparent from north to south. In addition, the family building built by the bank has no public stalls. If we say 90 square meters, there is nothing less.

My heart swelled with love and pride at this beautiful woman. She will be the most amazing Luna this pack has seen, the most amazing queen to the elves. We would combine the pack lands with the elves' kingdom when the time came, uniting a species. "I will be. Thank you, Rain. I love you." I showed her my appreciation, even though my father would call me weak for it. "I love you too. I'll go tell Larminiel now. Be safe." She hung up her beautiful smile frozen on my screen until I hit the red button myself. Be safe my little wolf.

Nicole's heart beat increase immediately as she asked Louie before she wanted to settle down but he refuses it and all of a sudden here is someone whom she didn't have known for so long telling her mom that he wanted to marry her. "Are you serious about marrying me? You barely knew me; I am just from a breakup." Nicole said to Marco. Marco stared at her and hold her hand and said "It is sudden I know, but I already loved you since the day I met you, I silently loving you when I am with you, I want to respect you, even I barely knew you, I wanted to spend my entire life with you. Get to know more of you each and every day." Marco tearfully responded.

A bead of sweat slid down my cheek, my mouth open as I gasped for breath. All strength left me with the last drops, and I released her, falling back onto the floor. She sunk onto the bed, then slipped to the floor, crawling until she could collapse onto my chest. “I love you to the end of the earth and beyond,” I said between pants. She looked up at me and quirked her brow. “The earth is round.” I snickered. “I love you to the moon and beyond.” She kissed my chest. “I love you to the rock formally known as the planet Pluto and beyond.”

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?