The Love Novels & Stories

, Keerthi's lips quivered. Vikram cupped his wife's jaw,stroking her neck,as he gazed at her."I Love You. But that does not mean I am going to agree with everything you say. I'm only going to respect your choices,even if I don't like some of them,out of love for you. Just because I am in love with you does not mean I am going to suddenly behave in a particular manner,nor do I expect you to. I belong to myself first,and only then to you."

It seemed she had decided to let the two men talk and reach a solution without any interruption from her. Levi followed Asher’s gaze and said, “She is a wolf.” It was a reminder, in case Asher had forgotten. Not that he could. He chuckled and looked at his soon to be father-in-law. “It’s funny what love doesn’t know or care about.” He shrugged. “Wolf or human, I don’t care. I love her and want to be with her.” A tense moment passed before Levi responded. “Well, it seems fate already made the decision and there is nothing I can do about it. And I would rather my mate stopped glaring at me every day.”

I asked as our day together came to an end and I was driving back to the house. "Love is the only word with thousands of descriptions. It doesn't have just one meaning, my child. Love is putting someone else's needs before yours. Love is understanding and respect. Love is kindness and admiration. Love is joy, laughter and humility. It's never unkind and boastful, or hurtful or painful. Love is everything good and nothing bad."

"This isn't love." "What do you know of love?" Karmina inclined her head. "You, a mere child..." "I know love." Willow raised her chin. Her love for Dante filled her with the confidence she needed. "Love is someone that stays with you. Supports and cherishes you. Love is laughter. Memories, both good and bad. Love is intimacy." Willow could almost feel Dante's embrace as the words spilled from her lips. "Love is acceptance, honesty, trust and loyalty." Karmina rolled her eyes. "Very Hallmark of you." She retorted. "My love was deep and all consuming."

' The 'too' in ' I love you ' makes me feel that I am saying it as an obligation and not because I want to. I hope we will stay like this forever. Loving each other. Craving for each other. *****

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

It would seem somehow if she's drinking and I'm not. I had asked her if she was in love with Jeff since Jeff had already told her that he was not ready to get married….. so he doesn't want to play with her feelings. She had quietly thought about what answer she could give me….. and finally the word 'Maybe' left her mouth. It's indeed obvious from her response that she doesn't love him. Love is different from lust. Love is the transaction that we are hardwired to desire. We present the right amount of desirable traits, boom...... We can either turn it ON or turn it Off.

“Felix, you idiot.” When I woke up, my face was already streaked with tears. I had been holding onto Eugene’s hand so tightly that my nails had dug into his skin. “Sorry, I got drunk,” I muttered. Eugene was quiet for a while before he finally asked, “Who’s Felix?” I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard someone say his name. It was as if the world had chosen to forget him. “He was my love,” I replied softly.

"If no one else wants to be your friend, I'll be your friend. From now on, I've got your back." She scratched her head bashfully when he stared at her. Upon second thought, she unhooked the keychain from her backpack and handed it to him with a dimpled grin. "Here. This is a friendship gift," she said. At that moment, the seed of love took root in Carter's heart. He had treasured that gift for many years. Now, staring at the keychain for what felt like an eternity, Carter finally placed it into a box. Sealing the box felt like he was storing away the love he had harbored for Misty over the past decade.

Their love story was one for the ages, a testament to the power of connection and creativity. As they hugged, Akira whispered, "I'll paint our love story forever." Taro smiled, knowing their love would be a masterpiece. *The Wedding* Their wedding was a beautiful blend of traditional and modern elements. Akira's art studio was transformed into a stunning venue, filled with flowers, candles, and her vibrant paintings. Taro's colleagues and Akira's friends gathered to celebrate their love. As Akira walked down the aisle, Taro's eyes sparkled with happiness. They exchanged vows, promising to love and support each other through life's joys and challenges.