The Book Love Story Novelas e Histórias

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

The pretty twenty-two year old nodded and walked to the front of the desk. “May I be of assistance to you gentlemen?” Ben took a good look at her and smiled. “Actually, yes. Would you help me find a book I’ve been looking for?” She smiled back. “What is the book called?” “I’m not sure but it is about two young star-crossed lovers whose parents are enemies, so they get married without their parents knowing but it all ends in tragedy when both die.”

He looked down at the woman like she were the sun that crossed the horizon, painting his world with color. For some reason, I felt like I could relate to that. Violet’s blush worsened, and I realized why when she flipped the book over, hiding the cover. “It’s a…love story. The couple on the front are from families that hate each other.” She was so bashful, fidgeting with her hair as she spoke, that I had to know more. Not wanting to overwhelm her further, I opted for the armchair instead of her bed. “Read it to me.”

It was a total of about twelve students and the two teachers. Luckily, Jerica had sat down next to my next seeing my stuff was still there. “Hey!” I told her. “Hey! I hope this is kinda cool.” She told me. I nodded in agreement. “What do you think Legend and love means? I mean obviously romance but what is the legend part going to be?” I asked her. Jerica just shrugged back at me. “Thank you everyone for coming today. I wont keep you long, Just about fifteen minutes or so.” My teacher stood up. “My wife will take a quick attendance so that everyone will get credit for being here today.” He nodded toward her with a small loving smile. How sweet. “This month’s theme is legends and love. I am s

After a few minutes, he called me, I told him to bring my books, my clothes, and some other things. He brought them to me, I carried them and put them in my room. I took that book from the box and sat down on the bed. I opened the book and started reading it. It took 3 hours to complete that book, it was a beautiful love story I loved it. When I closed it, A letter slipped from it. I opened it, it was the same letter which was kept inside the gift that day. I brushed my fingers over the letters L.F I quickly recognized them.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

Infelicitous love story. ***************

<><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul' It's an LGBT genre's lesbian love story. Many don't like this genre, so you can happily avoid this book. And the rest are welcome to this world. I hope you all will be witnesses to a pure love story. The story belongs to my dreamland. If anything from this book matched anyone's life that's totally coincident. The medical information and others are there will be from my research and only for making the story more attractive. Once again thanks to everyone for choosing my book to read.

I pleaded as my hands caressed down her hair romantically. “You weren't expecting me?” she asked, frowning a little bit. I knew prolonging the conversation would result in another disagreement. Before she could continue her nagging, I leaned close to her, my lips sucking in the words from her mouth. “I love you,” I whispered, my eyes piercing into hers. I could see the smile tugging by the side of her lips. The knocking on the door disrupted our romantic atmosphere. “Who is it?” I asked, with a hint of frustration in my voice.

Is that what is called LOVE? ***