Unforgettable Love Novels & Stories

Together, let’s make this story something unforgettable. With endless love and gratitude, Perfect Infinity

Lina, I'll never let you go. After a series of soft kissing sounds, Jack said gently, "Let's get our marriage license first. We have a lifetime together, so there's no rush. I don't want to do you wrong." I abruptly hung up. Back then, Jack got drunk at the graduation party, and a few classmates carried him to a hotel. I stayed and looked after him. At the cheap motel that cost 20 dollars a night, he pulled me into his arms. The next day, he slapped himself hard when he saw the bloodstains on the sheets. "I'm sorry."

—Yes, it was childish on my part, besides I didn't think I was going to see you again, I didn't imagine that you were going to go to the same university as me, and when I saw you again I thought it was fate that had made us to find again to be able to meet each other, ”he says, smiling,“ besides that at that moment I was going through a process of… Let's say that of separation, I needed to forget what happened to me, to heal my wounds. - What do you mean by separation process? "Well," he pauses, "my fiancee disappeared the day before our wedding." I was surprised, had Cristián been engaged? Why would his girlfriend leave? - And you didn't do anything to find her? "Of course I did, one day I

God gave him the woman he never imagined he could have. She looked at him while they were walking held each other’s hand. She never knew that she could feel so much love from this man. A man who makes her always feels secure and special. She noticed Rovi walks after she stepped two steps forward. She looked at him; she saw how his eyes look at her with admiration and full of respect. She saw her reflection on his eyes, she can see how he's eyes see her. That quiet conversation just by looking at each other’s eyes made them deeper in love in each other. A love that would never break by an accident, a love that never fade just by unremembered details, a love that never cut just by a person, a

Phillip moved over to be close to Elizabeth as he said " You can call us whatever you would like to. We don't except anything, but I would like to get to know you if that is okay with you. I didn't find out about you until you were twenty. Sylvia wrote letters, but they never were transferred to my new post in Texas. We reconnected by chance one day in the market and vowed to never lose each other again. If I had known about you sooner I would have been the best father that I could be. I would have loved a chance to raise you. " Elizabeth stands up before going over to Phillip and hugging him after planting a kiss on Sylvia's cheek as the young woman whispers the words that they both were ho

He was just sitting on the couch looking at nothing. “If you keep on looking for the old me, you will never be satisfied with the me right now. This is the real me, Emily.” He whispered. “I know that. I love the person you have become. It’s just that there are a lot of things you didn’t tell me. All the things that involved you, I wanted to know all of them. I love listening to your stories. Everything you say brings me happiness. If you keep something from me, I feel like you don’t trust me. Loretta told me about the traditions you have broken for me. I was honestly happy about it but it’s important for me to know what you did for me so if in case it would cause any problem, I could at leas

Leandro raised his eyebrows and clicked on the over sixty thousand comments. Just as Charlotte prayed that he wouldn't read out the comments, she heard the man's deep voice whisper in her ear, "Picture 5, Mrs. Romero and Mr. Romero about to engage in something unspeakable in the next second, right?" This was the top comment with 880,000 likes. Leandro finished reading and suddenly looked at her, "What is the Unmentionable?" Charlotte's face immediately turned red. Was this a question she could answer? "Hmm?"

He was a man who had survived, but he had not lived. Their eyes met across the room, a chasm of pain, of betrayal, of an unyielding, unforgiving love. The shock, a physical blow, stole the air from Amara’s lungs. The history, a brutal, beautiful, and devastating reality, washed over her like a tidal wave. The pain, a cold, constant knot in her stomach, was a constant reminder of her love. The unresolved passion, a fire that had been extinguished by betrayal and grief, was now a full-blown inferno.

Love, Anna

“Me, too, my untameable love.” - THE END -