The Loved One Novels & Stories

If two people truly love each other, they wouldn't part ways. Since they did, it was their own decision, not something others could influence. Besides, they're adults with their own independent thinking. So, Scarlett had no reason to feel guilty! Taking a deep breath, Scarlett said, "There's still some time left. You should go get some sleep. You didn't rest much last night because of me." "It's fine. I'll stay with you," Wayne replied, staring straight ahead. Scarlett turned to look at him. When someone loses a loved one, they're at their most vulnerable. Having someone by their side, even if they don't say a word, just quietly accompanying them, makes them feel less alone.

"There is nothing in this world that will ever make me stop protecting you. I will give my last breath for you. I don't care who your husband is. You are my family, and nothing will ever change that." "I'm helping Dex because regardless of our past, he is still my brother, and he asked me for help. I will never deny him that even if I know I will end up dead. I'm doing this for justice, Faclo. And yes, to protect you." I stand up and wrap my arms around his waist. He releases a soft breath before hugging me back. "I love you too, Ken," I whisper. He hugs me a little tighter.

She had always wanted a perfect family like that but that would always remain a dream that would never happen in reality. She had always wanted to be a part of a loving family. She never remembered her father's face since, he left them when she was still very young. The only family she had was her mother who didn’t show any affection towards Katherine. Looking at her friend's sad expression, Ann tried to cheer her up. “Do you think, we should have called Hudson? He will be throwing a fit if he knew we spent the day without him.” “Hell no. He is definitely not a big fan of rom-coms. He will be happy that we let him be.” Said Katherine laughing.

whenever we look at the person we love, that satisfaction, whenever we see our loved one becoming happy a smile forms on our lips with the satisfaction in heart whenever we think about the person we love a smile automatically forms but when we know the person we love is no more or when our heart understands that we cant meet them again automatically our smile disappears loved ones means not only girlfriend or boyfriend or parents, even our friends is also our loved ones vio is not a part of my life, to think it's okay that part is completed, she is my life, since from childhood she is support system to me and sals when someone bullies me instead looking for my parents I look for her, because

I lost my home because of that fucking love! I lost the person I loved the most because of that fucking 'beat' that she's talking about! I can't let myself suffer from the same ordeal. I'd rather be alone than to experience love. I've seen a lot of people die because of love. And I'll never be one of them.

"When a person likes someone, they look at their qualities, not their physique." Marcos was silent. —I love you Marcos —I tell him, I don't want him to stop talking to me, there are people who take this kind of thing the wrong way and end up hating the other— but as a friend, I know of a person who does see you. with different eyes, and that person is Ana. Marcos looked at me surprised, he stayed for a moment thinking, it seemed that he was having a mess in his head, he changed expressions on his face as if he were talking to someone.

But he couldn't stand anyone talking trash about the one he lost. Hailey thought it was hilarious. Still, she played along—blew gently on his bruised knuckles, wrapped them slow and careful. "That girl they mentioned..." she said. "Was she really that important to you?" His throat tightened. Eyes turned glassy. Weirdly, it felt like he could finally talk to someone. "She was the love of my life. The one who loved me most." Silence. Hailey kept her lashes low, smile curving with quiet scorn.

Just like these families crying here at the riverside and choking on the grief of watching the burning pyres of the loved ones they've lost, I'm also crying and choking like them. Jocelyn is the loved one I have lost. And no other pain cuts deeper than this one.

Has to count for something. Even if tomorrow is the end. At least we loved each other first. Loved each other completely. Loved each other forever. And that's all that really matters. Love. Pure. Complete. Eternal love. Nothing can take that away. Not death. Not distance. Not anything. We're bonded. Connected. Forever. In this life and whatever comes after. Together. Always together. No matter what

Power asked, already knowing the answer would come only after Love broke or transcended. In her crystal prison, Love whispered names she could speak but not feel: "Kieran. Dimitri." The isolation lottery had begun with its worst possible winner. Or perhaps, its most necessary one.