Truelove Stories Novels & Stories

‎ ‎ ‎Lovelife is such a headache. ‎ ‎ ‎Roxanne decided to go to a club that night to drink. She didn't bother to call her friends because she knew they were busy with their own life. And then they will also meet on friday so she can wait a few more days. ‎ ‎ ‎She just needs alcohol in her body now to forget what happened today. ‎ ‎ ‎So when six o'clock in the afternoon came, she didn't hesitate to shower and get dressed. She's wearing a black sleeveless dress that hugs her curves. She matched her outfit with a ponytail style and a high-wedge sandals that makes her more beautiful and sexier.

The impact was just right, David and Christine slowly drifted apart. Sam was also keeping a close eye on Christine's family arranging any blind dates for her.If he saw any potential love rival coming in his way then he would find a way to inform Christine's family on that guy's bad qualities.It was not like that all such guys had bad quality but is not there a saying , everything is fair in love and war.He would give fake news to her family.After doing all this, he got to know that she has a close male friend from high school.How could he keep his head cool?

Hello Forbidden Love Stories Readers and Fans. I like to know what kind of story or tales would you like in this book next. I was thinking to go back to our starting days of the FLS sensual short stories of 1-3 chapters. If you agree, Like this chapter and leave comments and your opinions. I have many amazing full of lust and love short stories ready to go live for you guys. These are all my personal favorite premium short stories which I have been saving for days and it is time this gold comes to light to meet the readers.

" Oh! The camera. Was that why he had actually locked her up? And there she was thinking he had actually found out about her little secret. Tracy didn't feel worthy of the apology, this was a side of him she hadn't seen, what had happened to her sister's murderer? The guy she's been planning how to get revenge, the guy she've been carrying her revenge scheme on. What had happened to him? Is he still the same man? She sighed many thoughts still running crazily in her brain. Still locked in his gaze, she leaned up closely not knowing where the courage had come from and brush her lips against his tentatively kissing him with all pent up pleasure. Cole groaned lightly, she wasn't an experience k

I questioned “What is it about telling the truth, you mentioned”, cus suddenly I am being dropped by my partnering brands, my tape is resurfing online, and the tape was taken when you were in this house, and I am being blackmailed by an anonymous number” what do you know! Jordan let out a sigh, pressing his hand against his head Zoey's hands were clutched together Jordan tried dragging her back, but she forcefully removed his hands from her “You think I leaked your tape with your baboon of an ex-boyfriend?, you think I am blackmailing you, you think I am doing things to destroy your relationships with brands? Who are you! Zuri!

“I don’t believe a single word he said. Because I know men like him. I know how they twist the truth, how they paint themselves as the good guy and make the person they hurt look like the villain, just so they don’t have to take responsibility for their own mistakes. And then I saw you. I watched you work hard every single day, even after you left him. I watched you stay kind, stay soft, even when people are cruel to you, even when life is so hard you can barely stand. There is no way a woman like you would ever leave a good man without a very good reason.” Tears finally spilled over and ran down my cheeks, hot and fast. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. No one had ever defended me like this. N

TruthSeeker: Finally, some good news. Aurora scrolled. She didn't see hate. She didn't see judgment. She saw stories. Women sharing their own losses. Their own miracles. Their own fears. She looked at Liam. He was watching her, smiling. "We built a bridge," she whispered. "Yeah," he said. "We did." She put the phone down. She didn't need to read anymore. She knew what the story was. It wasn't a tragedy. It wasn't a scandal. It was a love story.

she began, “you were supposed to be a distraction. A firefighter with a smile too steady for a girl who lived half in her imagination. But somewhere between the brigadeiro, the burned toast, and the nights we stayed up talking about everything and nothing… you became my home.” Her hand shook a little, but she didn’t look away. “You taught me that love doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be real. So I promise to be real with you, even when it’s messy. I promise to make you laugh when life feels heavy, to feed you even when I burn the toast, and to love you in every language I know, for the rest of my life.”

"Sign this." "I will not agree to a divorce! Holly, I love you. My feelings for you have never changed. I hurt you because I couldn't get over my mom's death, and I promise I'll make it up to you in this life!" He tore up the divorce papers and scattered them across the floor. I smirked at him. "Oh, do you really love me? You helped Marie get away after she killed me. Is that how you express your love?"

Suddenly, something seemed to attract his attention, and he scrambled towards the bookshelf on his knees, reaching for a beautifully decorated book. That was the scrapbook I had made for our love, recording each and every date we've ever had. I even carefully collected the ticket stubs of movies we had watched together. However, those records became few and far between as the number of our dates became sparse, and in the end, the scrapbook only contained my personal ramblings. [I went to the hospital today, and I went through four packs of IV drip. The back of my hand's sore.] [I can't distract Jeremy from his work though! Once he gets a promotion this month, I'll give him that watch he alwa