Splatoon Love Novels & Stories

"You betrayed everyone, Ethan. You let your thirst for revenge put you to this pain you brought upon me and yourself. I loved you, Ethan, I loved you genuinely.” I wiped my tears and said boldly. “But not anymore. I hate you so much that if I were to hold a gun I would kill you myself." As I spoke, a bitter taste laid on my tongue. The fact that the man I had formerly loved had orchestrated a crooked game of manipulation and dishonesty left scars that ran deeper than any physical crack. "You destroyed everything, Ethan. I can not forgive you for that."

Dennis who doesn't really like crowded places and gives her a date to this place to please Liza who always wants to go to Disneyland. That day became a very valuable date for Liza especially if she remembered the promise Dennis said to her that day. Dennis looked at her lovingly and while holding both her hands, Dennis said the sweet promise that kept her heart bound. "I will always do whatever you want because compared to losing anything is more difficult for me to lose your smile. I promise to always make you happy, I love you. " Said Dennis Liza couldn't hold back her tears when she realized that the sweet promise wasn't real. All the effort she made to keep her love unreal was just a fut

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

Her pout faded into a smile as she leaned into his embrace. “Then tell me,” she asked teasingly, “when did you finally realize you liked me?” Xavier gazed out at the sunset over the ocean, his voice low and steady. “The moment I saw you lying in that cryogenic chamber. I realized that without you, the world felt empty. Just a hollow, endless place.” Starla lifted her head, cupping his face in her hands. As the last light of the setting sun bathed them in gold, they kissed—deep, lingering, filled with all the love they had waited so long for.

There are many followers of Fiona, but basically gave up within a few days, because in the emotional aspect Fiona is really cold. It's like seeing a refrigerator in the hot weather, can't help but get cool, at first it's really comfortable, but what about an hour, two hours later? If you don't get out of the fridge, your friend will have to go to the funeral home and give you a square box. Love is not only love, but also friendship. Three years of college, next toFiona She is the only one to be friends with. Part of it may also be because she is a Northeasterner, has a better tolerance for cold than others, her tongue licks ice but her face doesn't change color, otherwise she would soon free

I should answer, right? He smiled and squeezed my hand lightly. “I love you.” He bit his lip. It was as if he didn’t mean to tell me about this yet but he just did. “I don’t just love you, Ashin. I am in love with you. So in love with you.” My heart is about to explode with all these emotions coming in. I don’t know what to say. I’ve been waiting for this moment to come but right now that it’s here, I can’t believe it!

He smirked. Me? “I thought she was just in denial about how much she missed me… but I don’t have to wonder anymore. She practically knelt when she saw me.” “Fuck you, Ricochet,” I snapped, flipping him off without hesitation. “She also just told me she’s still deeply, madly in love with me.” He winked. I gagged. “Delusional motherfucker.” “Yeah,” he muttered under his breath, lips curling. “I might fuck a mother later.”

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

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?