She Loved Me Novels & Stories

she whispered to me "I wouldn't love anything more," I said rubbing her shoulders gently as I stared into space thinking, drawing my mind back to the times when all we had was each other. The time when we fought to save our love. The times when I had hurt her and she still loved me nonetheless. I was a lucky man not minding the fact I had always loved her and she stayed put while my family made her a plasma donor. Ripping her soul bit by bit in the ploy to kill her completely.

Hers or not, reachable or not. She loved all of him.

Her fingers traced his face, slow and greedy. "Nolan, forget Hailey. I'm the one who really loves you. If I had your baby... would you stay? Just be mine?" She let out a soft laugh and kissed his forehead.

The Saturday evenings and the little sis and the beach photograph where both of us were laughing at something outside the frame. That had been real. It was still real. Even now. "He loves you," she said. "The real kind. Not the kind that looks like love from a distance. The kind that shows up in the small things every day." I looked at her. "I know," I said. "Don't waste it," she said. "I won't," I said. She looked at me for a moment. Something in her face that was not the composed warmth and was not the performance. Something older and more tired and more honest than both.

She brandished the ring Zack had bought for her, showing off the huge, shiny diamond set in the band. "Zack didn't buy such a pretty diamond ring for you during your mating ceremony, did he? But he bought one for me. Don't you get it yet? The werewolf that Zack loves has always been me. "You might think of me as the mistress who ruined your family, but you're wrong. Zack and I have been in love since we were students. If you hadn't come between us, he would have ended up with me! So in reality, you're the unloved mistress!"

" His head snapped up, remembering the call I spoke of and how I had been helplessly sobbing the entire time. What did he say back then? He was afraid of the memory. All they knew was that his heart was aching so badly that he could not even breathe. "Please, don't say it. Ivy, I'm begging you. Enough..." "That day, I heard Mia's voice. When she realized I had called you, she got so angry that she kissed you during the call, didn't she?" The memory used to keep me up at night, but now I no longer feel upset. Instead, I felt numb, like all my emotions had dried up.

I loved her, she was my amore, my donna, my heart, I loved her more than I let on and when she betrayed me, I couldn’t help but love her more because even in that I saw how loyal she was to the people she cared about, she could have shot me that night but she didn’t, that means that she too felt something.

"He is the kindest man I know and it goes without saying that he would laterally bend backwards if it's for the sake of us both. But min ho, be that as it may, I would never label your love for me as stupid because you are just as dear to me and I swear that if it were under different circumstances, I would choose to be with you in a heartbeat" My whole heart was in flames as she spoke and am sure she only said all that just to make me feel better about what happened. But all those words did nothing but make me draw even closer to her. I loved her you see, and to think that she didn't think of my love as something terrible or shameful had me feeling so happy. My heart was ablaze that it made

She could not ever get enough of looking at him. "Good morning, sweetheart." George greeted her with all smiles. He was the happiest man. He really loved what happened between them. He had been looking forward to it for a long time. He knew for sure it happened out of her vulnerability, but he wanted her as much as she also wanted him.