Wall-e Love Novels & Stories

Elaine reached up slowly and held his face between her hands. Warm. Real. Alive. For now. “I need you to hear this,” she whispered. Adrian shook his head desperately. “No.” “I love you.” His entire expression broke apart instantly. Elaine’s own tears blurred her vision now. “I loved you in every timeline.” The fractured sky roared violently overhead. “But if loving me destroys the world…” her voice cracked painfully, “then we have to stop.” Adrian grabbed her wrists instantly. His hands trembled. Rare. Terrifyingly rare.

Marshall kicked the door of their bedroom shut and deposited her on the bed, following her down with his body. Willow grabbed his face that was descending to hers and made him meet her eyes, “I love you, Marshall Ealton. So very much. I don't know what I would have done with my life if you were not in it.” “I love you too, sweetheart. So very much.” His eyes were shining with his love for her, “I'm sure you could have figured your life out. You don't know this, but you are a strong woman. Not many people would have been able to move on after what happened, but you did it.”

Tears leaked into Cale’s shirt. "I'm going to make you remember," Elion vowed. "I'm going to make you fall in love with me again. Even if it takes a hundred timelines." Cale lay there. He felt the dampness of Elion’s tears. He felt the weight of Elion’s arm. He analyzed the sensation. Subject is seeking comfort. Subject provides warmth. He didn't feel love. But he felt... purpose. He was the wall. Elion was the thing behind the wall.

He reached out desperately, but the spell kept him from getting any closer. Carlos sneered. “An Alpha should only love his mate, not some random wolf. This is a lesson—for you and for all the wolves who think they can find love outside their bond.” His grip tightened around my hand, his fingers threatening to snap it. “Emma, please come back to me. I’ll protect you,” Elijah called out, his voice raw with emotion. “I love you,” I whispered, turning my face away to hide my tears. “And I’m willing to be sacrificed for you. You taught me what true love is. Even if I die, I’ll die in peace.”

[1] Later that evening, as Maya’s mother helped her clear the tea mugs in the kitchen, she whispered to Maya, "She’s very quiet, and her skin is so cold, sweetheart... but the way she looks at you? Like you're the only person in the universe. I’ve never seen anyone love you like that." Maya looked through the kitchen doorway into the living room, where Elena was politely listening to her father talk about his old record collection. Elena looked up, her enhanced vampire sight locking onto Maya from across the distance, her hazel eyes shined with a deep, endless love.

My eyes went watery from the happiness that just generated inside me. “Today, I am going to accept my feelings in front of you all. I am in love. True love!” His eyes had the brightness I had never seen before. They made me feel even happier and at peace. The man of my dreams was in love with me. “I don’t know if she feels the same for me, loves me with the same intensity as I do, but I know, she still, over the time, has that soft spot for me. Guys, I cannot wait anymore.”

Archie says. "Good idea," his dad says before looking back at the television that his wife was still paying attention to while her son turns towards me again. He gives me a soft smile and my whole body is filled with a warm feeling of love as I look at this man in front of me that has somehow wormed his way into a deep part of my heart. "I love you," I whisper, not being able to hold the words back as that feeling overcomes me. "I love you too, " Archie says, pulling me into his chest so l could feel his heartbeat against my cheek.

He appreciated the girl's tenacity very much. When I saw myself, I could see that the clothes I was wearing were of poor quality, but they were clean. The short hair just reached my ears. When I ran, it was very cute. Wearing slippers, I feel more lovely. He saw the clothes on the sofa from the moment he opened the door. As a person who started to contact women very early, a little girl's underwear would not arouse any emotional fluctuation. I just feel that the little girl in front of me is sneaking and hiding, especially like a... hamster? Well, it's the kind of mice raised by the third son.

He was wrong because this Omega does love him—his legs and wheelchair in all! Thaddeus swallows the lump in his throat and fights back the tears. His fingers lightly rake through the Omega's hair as he turns his head and kisses his face. “My Omega, I love you so much,” Thaddeus whispers before kissing his face again. “I love you too,” Aiden said weakly, gripping Thaddeus tighter. Thaddeus felt the Omega's grip loosen, and his body became heavy. “Love you,” Aiden whispers, exhausted and unable to open his eyes.

Elijah growls when he realizes his mate is already gone with the wind. Despite everything, I giggle. "I like Wesley. He is making me laugh when everything is dark and terrible." Elijah hands me a ghost of a smile—I think it's the first time I've seen him show human emotions. His face cracks like a wall that is finally giving up, and the guarded expression is replaced with a certain gentleness that can only be described as the face of someone in love. "He is a nice person," Elijah says. "But don't take my word for it—Wesley is my mate, and my opinion might be biased. I'm blinded by love and would probably still love him even if he committed murder."