Sweet Little Love Story Novels & Stories

Loving Mia. **THE END**

Our happiness today was in no small part due to their love, support, and sacrifice. Thanks to them, we could now live the love story we truly deserved. _THE END_

Love Always, Haley’

"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 "

The love of husband and family, is my smile now. (Novel Finished) Silvi Budiyanti_Friends And My Love Story_End.

Creak. Slam. At the sound of the front door opening and closing, Mitch, who had been sitting in the darkened room for some time, got up. He stood in front of Douglass, who had just returned home from work. "Cancel it now. The marriage." Mitch spoke before Douglass could say anything. After closing the café and returning home, he had been thinking endlessly. No matter how much he racked his brain, he could only come to this conclusion. Douglass Brady was his lover. They had been dating for four years already.

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

Next to her was a younger woman who was also pregnant like me. “How did you find out, Ma’am?” Peter asked the older woman. She could not help but smile. “Because you look sweet,” she replied quickly. I shut my lips tight. Those few words made me slow down, but only for a moment. Sweet? Where is the sweet in there? “Where did you find your husband? I also want someone a husband as handsome as yours?” Suddenly a woman chuckled. I think she was with the pregnant woman who was in front of me.

"Whatever happened to you is your own damn fault. I told you we are finished. I blocked you because you are a pathetic, lying cheater, and I want absolutely nothing to do with you." "I made a mistake!" he cried out, a little too loudly, drawing a few curious glances from the students sitting a few rows down. He lowered his voice drastically, leaning in. "It was a mistake, Beverly. The stress of moving to a new country, the classes... I lost my head. But I love you. We've been together for two years! You can't just throw that away and move into some psycho billionaire's mansion! Who even is that guy? What is he doing to you?"