Soldier Love Novels & Stories

We went from seeing each other every day to once every three months. Yet, every time he came back from a business trip, he would come home first and bring me a flower. And I would make him a simple bowl of noodle soup, just like I used to when we were kids. That day was just like any other. I made the noodles and waited for Felix to come home. I waited and waited, but instead, I got a call from the hospital. Time no longer mattered to Felix. Because my love was forever frozen at the age of 20.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

he said, pinching her nose. “Is it not true? Only you can answer that because you’re a soldier.” “It’s not like that, Sweetie,” he said, looking at her and taking a deep breath. “Y-yes, we did sleep with women, but we didn’t see them as lovers. We had needs too, but it was just physical. That was back then when we were overseas. After a successful mission, we’d celebrate—that’s all. But that doesn’t make us womanizers,” he explained defensively.

‘In the darkness of the night, when the stars shine bright, I’ll hold you close, my love, with all my might. Though duty calls me far away from your embrace, Know that my heart will always be in the right place. … For you, my love, I’ll fight through the stormy skies, With every step I take, your love will be my guide. In this battlefield of life, you’re my saving grace, Together we’ll conquer, our love will never erase.’ Their heartfelt rendition filled the air, accompanied by the rhythmic strumming of a guitar. Some of the soldiers sang with perfect harmony, while others belted out the lyrics with gusto, their voices slightly off-key, but brimming with enthusiasm.

Iliana managed to say with tears trailing down her cheeks. “You disgust me.” Melina spat and with that, she walked away. “You’ll pay for every single teardrop Melina Roberts, I promise you.” Iliana whispered while wiping the fake tears away with the back of her hands and with a smile, she continued her humming and cleaning. ************************************** In a secret military base, Sergeant Mello turned and walked into a lesser decorated room than the one he was coming from. He saluted the Colonel who gestured for him to proceed with his hands.

Sienna Carter has three rules: keep her grades high, avoid drama, and never—ever date an athlete. But when a cheating ex shatters her pride, a transfer to Northgate University throws her straight into the path of Scott McCall, Alpha, quarterback, and campus golden boy. From the first clash, it’s war: football team versus cheer squad, Alpha versus Alpha. Then a scandal threatens Scott’s career, and his only way out is a fake relationship with the one girl immune to his charm. What starts as a game of pretend turns dangerously real. Rivalry becomes chemistry, banter becomes fire, and with sabotage lurking in the shadows, Sienna and Scott must decide if their fake bond is strong enough to sur

The moment it slips from your grasp, someone else is already reaching for it. They say blood is thicker than water. They never mention power. Power makes strangers into allies... ...and family into rivals. I look across the table at my father. Grey eyes meet grey eyes. There's enough resentment in his expression to poison the room. I smile properly now. Power slipped from his hands... ...and I was the one who caught it. I have no intention of ever giving it back.

Most of the soldiers nodded in agreement. The ones that had wanted to follow Rodaric were slowly contemplating. “I am your commander, and I order you—” “We will do no such thing as following your orders, Rodaric,” the older soldier stood, approaching. “Do you know how hard it is to watch my mate drown in the pit of losing our child all because the ruler of the Moon Realm turned deaf ears? Of course, you don't.” “You are soldiers. Pain is part of what we experience. We swore our loyalty to the throne.”

"Hahaha, guess I am never leaving you then." "You know what book." "No soldier, what should I know?" "That I love you." "I love you too, soldier." "So, are you ready for this? Can we do this?"

"They shouldn't just be cold statistics. It matters that someone remembers they once lived." Sam stared at the careful lines of text. And suddenly, he understood something. He had never truly loved the girl who once pined for him so madly. What he loved was this—this soul, who still held on to tenderness in the middle of a war zone. "Let me stay with you," he said, clutching my hand, his voice breaking. "In whatever way you'll have me." I gazed at him for a long moment. Then, finally, I gave a small nod. "As you wish."