Praying For Her Love Novels & Stories

Expressed things fully. Loved fully. Elena rested her forehead gently against his. “You know what you taught me?” His hands moved softly against her back. “What?” “That love isn’t supposed to feel like begging.” Silence filled the room afterward. Heavy with memory. Heavy with truth. Because God— she had begged once. Not loudly. Not desperately. But quietly. Through waiting. Through patience. Through shrinking herself emotionally just to keep love alive. And now? Now she never questioned whether she was cherished.

They’re good people and they deserve it. I pray they find the kind of love that Red and I found. The kind you can’t breathe or exist without the other. I pray they find someone who loves them like I love Red because I love her more than my own life. I pray they find the earth shattering kind of love. The kind Red and I shared.

begging. "Please.....save her!" They both held me helplessly. Ofcourse it wasn't in their hands. I went to the Mosque with Dad to beg the Lord to give me back the love he once gave when I was lonely and scared. The light that he send in my dark life. Now that he gave me everyone else.....is he taking his gift away from me? I was ready to give it all up for her..... I just need her..... I just need the love of my life.....the piece of my heart back.

She was made to know she wasn't enough by someone else. I hated him for it, eventually her crying slowed, her breathing became steadier. But she remained in my arms. Both of us refused to budge. Both of us didn't want to. The silence was different now, but Bella said it quietly enough that I could barely hear it. "I used to pray every night." I looked down at her, she wasn't even looking at me her eyes just remained fixed on the floor. "I prayed he would love me again." The confession opened a door in my soul.

‘I may not know how to love, but I do know one thing,’ she said as her voice became softer, ‘If the love you crave for so much hurts the way it hurts you, then I don’t want it. Her words hurt, but I can’t deny the truth it held. I closed my eyes as I started to pray for the moon goddess to hear my silent plea. To stop the pain that I was feeling.

Of course, he didn't get any response back. He asked further," Do you know how much it hurt knowing that the person you love and want, doesn't want you back." " God," Rudraksha said looking at the sky. Then he requested helplessly," Make her understand that I love her truly. Give her strength to hear her heart. She loves me but she fears trusting me." " Hey Lord, make her understand that I won't disappoint her. I will always be with her. In her happiness, in her sadness. Everywhere. She is like an Angel. Let me take care of this Angel," He pleaded to God.

At this very place, at the same place she had once stood with Yang Tian-Xu, here. In her heart, she prayed. She prayed that for all the pain she had caused him; she wishes his pain would disappear, so that he would never be hurt anymore. She prayed that he would forget all about her and find someone else, more worthy of his love than herself. She prayed… Praying that the person he’d married in the future would be someone who could bring him happiness.

I looked on at her without saying a word, patiently waiting for her to finish what she had started. "I am sorry I am unable to get pregnant yet, I know how badly you want a child, and I... I... have been praying to the moon goddess day and night to bless us with one," she sobbed softly, her chest rising and falling as she did. Her words pierced my heart. I drew her close to me, placing her head on my chest as I consoled her.

It was hard to contain it, so why was she trying? She pulled away, eager to say what was on her mind. “Gabe, I love you too.” Her voice broke on the last word. “I didn’t want to, but I do.” She laughed through the tears that were falling now. “You’re so good to me and Emma, and I know now that you’re the one God sent for us. You’ve been the answer to all of my prayers.” She rubbed her hands against his back, feeling the strength beneath her palms. “Whether it be helping me at the hardware store, being a good influence for Emma, loving me, or any number of things I prayed for. You were the answer. You’ve built my trust, and you’ve shown me patience greater than I knew existed.”

Where was all that heat, all that energy that enchanted me? I sat in the chair next to her and for the first time I allowed myself to cry. I let out all the pain I was feeling. — For God's sake girl!— Do not leave me! Do not leave me. I love you! forgive me ! There was no reaction from Sara, no movement. She wasn't going to open her eyes and rip out that tube and kiss me. I was not a religious man, but at that moment I chanted a prayer. Hope was leaving me. I asked God that if there was any chance for both of us to allow me the grace to have her in my life again. I promised I would make you the happiest woman in the world.