Theres Nothing Left But Love Novels & Stories

The man was caressing Teresa's head. They exchanged a smile. To me, it was an eyesore. "Fine, I'll pick them up." I held back the pain in my chest and bent over to pick up the pieces. I tried to piece together the proof of the love I had for Joseph. The love he had for me. But reality hit hard. Like the broken necklace, our love could never go back to what it was. When I was done picking up, my bangs were clinging to the sides of my head, and I looked whiter than a ghost.

It wasn't until he picked that recording pen up… With a slight push of the button, the sounds of him and Beth making love resounded in the room. In a split second, the confused look on Matthew's face was replaced by embarrassment. Lastly, he looked despairing when he heard the message I left for him at the end of the recording. "This is where it ends for us. This is goodbye for good, Alpha Matthew."

Ten years of youth and devotion, and in exchange, she had built a fortune worth tens of billions, while I was apparently worth only five million. Holding Brad's hand, she slowly walked out of the hospital room. My vision blurred with tears as I called out softly behind her. "Olivia, I hope you don't regret this." Her footsteps paused briefly. Then she replied, "I hope you and your new lover find happiness too." After she left, I sat alone on the hospital bed and looked down at the photographs in my hand with a bitter smile. Half a month ago, the woman in those photos had suddenly grabbed my arm on the street and pulled me into a tight embrace.

Once those were gone, their so-called affection was thinner than the dead leaves in a cemetery. I burned the third report and decided not to read any more of that trash. Their regret, resentment, and mutual tearing had nothing to do with me.

Psychiatrists aren't that powerful," someone replied and dismissed my worries. "It's just your love fading away. The amnesia just hit the fast-forward button on it." "Love is a fleeting chemical reaction, after all." "That sounds miserable for your husband. If you can't get the feelings back, just get a divorce and stop dragging it out," someone suggested. "But what about my son?" I asked. "I carried him for nine months and gave birth to him. He's my flesh and blood, so how could those feelings fade, too?" The tone of the thread shifted. "That part does sound off. Are you hiding anything from us?"

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

She was extremely happy. "Guy, you are married. Forget about her." "I must consummate the love I have for her. That's the only way I can move on." G-boy looked at Jane again. "Do you think you will ever find her?" He asked. "I know it's going to take time, but I must find her. You don't know how much I love her, do you?" Mike asked. "I know, but all love must not be consummated. She has gone for good. Get ready for your wife tonight. It is going to be a special night for the two of you," G-boy said to put a little smile on his face. Mike tightened his face more.

this treasure of love I cherish within my soul how much I love you♡♡♡ you'll never really know you bring a joy to my heart I've never felt before with each touch of your hand I love you more and more♡♡ whenever we say goodbye whenever we part I know I hold you dearly deep inside my heart ☆☆ so these seven words I pray you hold true forever and always I will love you♡♡♡ . . . you will be my first and last love for this life in my heart you will be forever . . meanwhile in the dark sky two love cupids evil angel and good angel evil angel : why are you looking depressed

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.

Just a month ago, I was still so torn between love and hate for him that the pain drove me to despair. But now, I couldn't help but sigh. How blind must I have been to fall for someone like that? "If you can't understand what I'm saying, then there's nothing left for us to talk about." Without sparing him a glance, I took William's hand and said, "Let's go, darling." It was only after I said it that I realized what I had just called him.