Taylor Swift Love Story Novels & Stories

"One year, huh? The last Taylor Swift concert here happened two years ago during her world tour." Laura and Lawrence exchanged a nervous glance, their fabricated story on the verge of unraveling.

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

“You never wanted this marriage from the start. The last time we spoke, you couldn’t wait for the remaining two months to be over. I thought this revelation would bring you some relief.” Ashleigh bit her lip, the weight of her past words pressing on her. “Is it bad if I don’t feel the same as I did last time?” she whispered. Her aunt beamed. “Of course not, dream girl. I just want you to admit it yourself and stop hiding your feelings.” she continued, tapping on the wheels in excitement. “My niece is finally in love!” Her aunt’s words caused her heart to skip, and she buried her face in the car seat. For the first time, her feelings for Adrian felt undeniable, and the realization both thri

I can feel his massive erection digging into my pelvis, and I find myself rubbing against him a little harder as the ache starts to build in me. As the song reaches the final chorus, Taylor dips his head to my ear and sings along softly, telling me that he has loved me for a thousand years and will love me for a thousand more. Tears well in my eyes. The music stops yet we carry on swaying until finally, Taylor steps back away from me. I look at him in confusion as he fumbles in his pocket. As he sinks down onto one knee, he finally pulls out the blue Tiffany’s box that has been gathering dust on my bedside table. I freeze in anticipation and all I can hear is the desperate thud of my own hea

During my wedding, someone suggests that we play the game "one dollar and 50 cents". The host will call out an amount that the players will have to match by forming groups. I draw the 50-cent straw, and so does my best friend, Rebecca Cross, who is also the group favorite. My fiance, Ian Chilton, his childhood friend, Richard Price, his older sister, Anne Chilton, and my stepsister, Chelsea Whitmore, all draw one-dollar straws. For the first round, we need to make up a total of 1.50 dollars. I make a beeline toward Ian, but he gazes distractedly at Rebecca. It isn't until he is assured that she won't be eliminated that he finally loosens his painfully tight grip on my hand. Before I c

I let him think for a moment and I went back to work. It took me a minute or two but I finally finished it. A huge text 'Stream Lover by Taylor Swift'. It was written in a cursive font just like the album. I'm a huge fan of her. I would sell my soul just to meet her in person. She's been my role model ever since I was six. Her songs and contents never failed to put a smile on my face. I glanced down at the sheriff's son's watch and saw that it was already 3:00 a.m exactly.

“I plan on inviting him for my poetry slam. And after I must have spoilt him with some well written words meant for him, he would not be able to resist me.” Standing up to cat-walk, she continued. “And in Taylor Swift’s tone I’d goad him on: ‘Romeo take me to somewhere we could be alone. I’d be waiting; all there’s left to do is run. You’d be the Prince and I’ll be the Princess. It’s a love story, baby just say yes’.” Lucy shook her head with a smile. “You must be going nuts. Just like Romeo and Juliet.” “You can say that again.”

"Please babe... let's talk and trash this thing ones and for all ... come open and let me in please ... you know I truly love you, right ... ? " In anger, Shane stood up again and went back to the door, saying ... " What is your problem ... ? Please leave me alone ... go meet your boyfriend for I know he is your boyfriend ! " Mira then replied ... "Believe me please... he is not my boyfriend Shane... you are the only man in my life, trust me ! "

A very familiar song started to play. 'I want you to know, I'm a mirrorball I'll show you every version of yourself tonight ' "This is a Taylor Swift song, from her latest album, called folklore," I said surprised, Zie nodded and smiled at me while his eyes were still focused on the road. "Ever since you force me to listen to her song 'Lover', I started listening to her songs, it wasn't so bad. Then I discovered that she just released an album and I bought it, listen to it, and I love it. Mirrorball is my favorite." He responded and I couldn't help but smile broadly at what he said.

He continued, recounting her somewhat perplexing preferences, "You believe a man in a suit or tuxedo, say, Armani, is too constipated. Anyone who dares to wear shorts, socks, and sandals, well, they need to grow up. And as for those with beards and tattoos, they're deemed too old, even if they're not. If they are genuinely older, well, that's a problem too. It's like you're searching for neither a bad boy nor a good boy. In fact, you're not quite sure what you truly want in a man." With a knowing smile, Ruan imparted some wisdom. "So, my dear, I'll tell you this. Love is a mysterious thing. It arrives in shades and colors that none of us expect." He shifted his gaze toward Max, his affection