Unconventional Lovers Novels & Stories

The solemnity of the moment mingled with the joy that radiated from our smiles. Chase's eyes met mine, and in that shared gaze, I found reassurance and love. We sealed our promises with a kiss, a moment captured by the flurry of camera shutters and the cheers of our loved ones. The news reporters, eager to capture the essence of our unconventional love story, approached us. Microphones in hand, they bombarded us with questions. "Heaven, how does it feel to marry under such unique circumstances?" I chuckled, the surreal nature of our story evident. "Love knows no boundaries. We faced challenges, but today is about celebrating the strength of our bond and the promise of a shared future."

“We were together for 5 goddamn years and we have lived together for 4 of them, I did your laundry paid your bills and you couldn’t even give me a heads up before you humped her in the back of the car that I paid the EMI for” “See I have no time for this crap, I have a news story. Do you wanna report it or not?” “What’s the story?” “You know that secret club that breaks off couples?” “It’s not a club it’s an agency that helps you get over breakups or helps you to UNlove someone, I did a story on them, remember?” “Ya, the UN-Love agency or whatever, one of their members has been exposed” “How do you know they are part of the agency none of their members ever reveal their identity”

Eliora said to me, "Why do you do that? Why do you speak of him as if he put the stars in the sky when he did nothing but break you so god damn much that the cracks in your heart were practically visible through your eyes." I laughed softly, "That's the things about love, isn't it? You'll let them get away with murder, even if it's your own." Eliora sighed, "Is that really love?" "I think we could've had something real," I confess. Not just his secret lover. "Maybe I'm wrong but I think he could've loved me." He never told me he loved me for all the years we have been together as secret lovers. Well, I told him he could date other people while he was with me. And to my surprise, he really di

Mr Jackson spluttered out in alarm. Pregnancy? When and how? Ooh.. they didn't know. “Lola and I have a contract marriage binding us, but along the line, we fell in love with each other. But no, we haven't consummated our relationship yet, at least not to the extent of expecting a child, but we are deeply in love with each other. “What? What do you mean by a contract marriage?” Mr Jackson Peters yelled, turning to Andrea. It seemed today was a day of unfolding secrets, and ours wasn’t left out.

" he grinned The sound of the mic interrupted, a man came into the stage, and the beautiful tone reduced as the man spoke. "As you all know, Zan Dalmonte has organized this specially for lovers, so this is all for you to have a good time, I hope y'all having the best time of your life with your partners? "I'm having the best Time of my life with you" Rev's eyes were on me. I reached out for his hands across the table and squeezed it lightly. " I've never loved anyone like I love you" " So now we're giving a chance to everyone to say what they have always wanted to say to their lovers"

They sprinted, ducking under half-spilled drinks and stumbling couples. Lydia and Oliver grabbed Scott, urging him. “Come on!” Scott, still laughing from the adrenaline, bolted with them. “Best party ever!” They slipped past two bouncers and disappeared into the alley. John Doe, wide-eyed, ended up between Brian and Austin in the chaos. “Where’s the door?” “This way!” Austin pushed past a stumbling drunk guy. Brian gritted his teeth but followed, bumping shoulders with Austin in the tight space. James followed close behind, breathless.

The rogue groans, as if waking up just long enough to regret every decision that led him here. As we turn to leave, I keep my voice innocent. “So… this whole enemies-to-lovers thing—should I book a chapel or a boxing ring?” Trixie lets out a horrified noise. “WHAT?” Parker rolls his eyes. “I’d rather kiss a cactus.” “Great,” Trixie snaps. “Because I’d rather eat glass.” I smirk. “Sounds like love to me.” They storm off side by side, muttering the whole way, like two people who’ve been orbiting each other so long they don’t even notice gravity pulling them closer.