Novel & Cerita Stuck In Love Books

I am really drowning in love, if this is how Lovers feel being in love then i want to keep on falling in love with him and sometimes he makes me wonder if didn't use anything on me cause i know how i try to hate him and never want to fall in love with him but to no avail and it was as if i an stuck with only him, instead of the feelings to die, it kept on growing and it made me concludes that ‘We are meant to be’ cause what the hell, we both tried to stay away from each other cause of the consequences in falling in love, alot of things have tried stopping us from falling in love with each other and people tried to, they tried to set us apart but it seems we can't be separated from each other

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

For a moment, his mind drifted back to that unexpected kiss with Tristan during truth or dare, and he blinked, quickly shaking himself out of it. "Okay... moving on," he muttered, closing the episode and trying a different series. But the same genre kept popping up. It seemed this laptop was packed with nothing but boy-love romances. "Seriously...?" he sighed, before abruptly shutting the laptop. "Troy’s got an interesting taste," he grumbled, placing it back on the desk. As he turned toward the bed, his eyes caught sight of a book on Troy's nightstand titled "Our Sweet Melody" by Chelle.

I loved Dominic with all my heart, yet my first love, the memories of Eric, were here, entwined with Clara, a constant reminder of what could have been. Alpha’s voice faded into the background as I let myself breathe, acknowledging the swirl of emotions inside me. The room was heavy, tense with unspoken words, obligations, and family politics, but I could no longer ignore the truth in my chest. I was vulnerable. I was scared. I loved too deeply to hide the ache completely.

I had been in love with her for a long time. It was buried deep inside and was hard to be found by me. But after a while, I realized I was in love with her. I had stalked her. I had even kissed her while she was asleep. There were many unbelievable things I did to her, but I still found my love for her after a very long while. It was very morbid and confusing.

Alex captured my mouth in a searing kiss, and I melted into him, letting his tongue and taste and touch carry me away to a land where my troubles didn’t exist. God, I loved this man, and he didn’t even know it. Not yet. My pulse thundered in my ears when we pulled apart. “Alex…” “Hmm?” He brushed his fingers over my skin, his gaze still locked on my mouth. “I have something to tell you. I—” Tell him. It’s now or never. “I love you,” I whispered, my heart beating fast, my confession a breathless rush. A beat passed, followed by a second. Third.

So, I just followed her like the love sick puppy that I was. I shake my head, rubbing my hand down my face and forcing myself back to the present. Yeah, I’ll write back to this Miranda chick but there’s no way in hell I’ll ever fall in love with a woman again. They're nothing but a road to bad decisions and when I get out of here, I’m never coming back.

EVELYN POV: I hated this woman. I hated her with a passion and I never even met her before. The only thing I know is that she stole what was mine and unless I can become half of the woman she is, Nathaniel will never love me as much as her. We’ve been dating for 7 years, everything was fine in the beginning. We were happy, the perfect couple, then he met her and everything changed. He was in California for a year and when he came back England, he didn’t come back alone. He came back with a confession, a new attitude and a pair of twins. He wasn’t the Nathaniel I grew to love and care for. But no matter how cruel he was to me, I still couldn’t help but love him with all my heart, even if I di

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

The hallway seemed to shrink, the world narrowing until it was only the two of them and the quiet sound of Stacey’s breathing. “I didn’t see where I was going,” she said quickly, gathering her books. Derick crouched down to help her, his fingers brushing hers briefly as he handed one back. The contact sent a small, unwelcome jolt through her. “Neither did I,” he replied. They stood up at the same time, an awkward beat settling between them. Stacey shifted her weight, her eyes darting away as if searching for an escape. “I should go,” she said, tightening her hold on the books.