Theres Nothing Left But Love Novels & Stories

“Hate lasts longer than love. The only thing I want is never to have anything to do with you again, in this life or the next. “If you manage to survive this, don’t ever show up in front of me again, Yaron.” Then, I pulled my dress free from his grasp and walked away without looking back.

However, my voice came through the speakers. "Wade, I wish you a happy marriage. By the time you see this video, I'll already be dead. I don't care about who's right or wrong anymore. "I just want you to know that I hate you. I hate you with every fiber of my being! If I get a second chance at life, I never want to see you again." My final words were hollow, agonizing, and ice-cold. My ethereal voice sounded like a judgment delivered straight from hell.

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.

This love is good This love is bad This love is alive, back from the dead These hands had to let it go free And this love came back to me ... Taylor's voice was singing in the background but it felt more like she was singing about them. This love left a permanent mark This love is glowing in the dark These hands had to let it go free And this love came back to me ... His gaze lingered on her face. She held a smile. As the music faded, the lyrics stayed. When the music was over, they wished it had gone for a little bit longer.

Everlasting Love is a book that talks about the undying love of Emeka for Rose who was his school mates. It shows that destiny can never be denied, even though Rose never gave him a chance to prove his love for her, Emeka was still persistent and never gave up, Rose never accepted because of the obvious different financial status quo between them. While Emeka was from a rich home, Rose was from a poor home, as a result, Rose didn't want to associate herself with Emeka in order not to be seen as a gold digger.

Now your hand fits mine with gentle skill, No chaos, no games left to kill. Just warmth that lingers longer than a chill, A love that stays because it’s real. And somewhere in the past, time stands still— A girl remains heartbroken on that hill. But I am no longer trapped in that stillness, still. Not... right here where you left me. ──────────────────────────────────────────────────── right here where you left me.

No matter what the past held or what the future might bring, at least for this one fleeting moment, I knew I was no longer alone. Love persists. Happy forever. (The End)

But she smiled sweetly in the photo, like a fairy in the heaven. "Spacie, if you really went to the heaven, then you must know why I can't love you. Do you blame me?" No one responded him. Chris stared at the photo. Her smile was so beautiful in the photo. "Spacie, do you miss me? I miss you very much. If you go to the heaven, you can see our children, right?" The man suddenly laughed. After a long time, tears lingered in his eyes, and his hands left the photo.

we don't own life and we donot own death , we basically have nothing but the last moments we spent before the clock ticks . As much as you enjoy loving someone , as much as you fall in love with someone , you sooner or later you are going to fall out of it ,nothing stays the same , time can kill it .... slowly . Not by your own free will ? i wonder what can we do ? nothing !! As not even our hearts , belong to us , so nothing really lasts not love nor life nor death ?! so what is left really for us ? They say you live only for the thing you miss the most , the thing that you never had, never had been given.

She unfolded the small paper in her hand and began. Her voice trembled on the first line, then found its ground. “I used to measure love by how loud it sounded by the noise it made when it entered a room, by the ache it left when it walked away. But now, I’ve learned… love can be silent too. It can be the peace that stays after the storm, the way the sky holds itself steady even after lightning splits it open.” She paused. The audience was still. “I don’t hate the ones who left.