War Lover Novels & Stories

“But you dated one in the past, and if I can remember, her name was Francisca.” Darius glared at his brother who had a victorious smirk on his face. He hated to be reminded about his past lover — Francisca, she was the only woman he had ever truly loved in his five hundred years on Earth, and although she was a werewolf, he didn't allow the grudge between vampires and werewolves to come between them. And they both were planning to be together forever, but like the saying goes, not everything goes as planned, because before they could both tie the knot Francisca left him.

Or get really, really drunk. Before anyone came to the conclusion he was blowing things out of proportion, perhaps a few facts would help. When it came to his kind, in other words, Lycanthropes—men who became werewolves if the wolf virus took a fancy to them after a bite—it was said that there was only one woman destined to share their secret and heart. One woman. One lover. Forever. One. Ha. Until now, Gavin had scoffed at the very idea. He’d spent the last ten-plus years as a werewolf, tasting the delights of the nubile fairer sex. Indulging in erotic pastimes—bad, bad wolf.

''Eros said, enraged Maui was standing in front of Eros, and he moved aside. Maui pissed off Eros from that day on. Eros started seeing Less and Less of Leela. Day of the Lover The day of the Lover is an event for a single and married couple for married couple. They spent a lot of time together. For the single, if you like someone and you want to start dating them, you give that person a gift. Everything must be handmade for the woman. They must receive only Jewelry, and for the men, they can only receive clothing. If that person wears the gift, that means they en feeling. This event lasts for five days, and everyone started to make a gift to give to their crush.

“I have no other lover,” Damien said flatly. “Aside from you.” Liz searched his face for something. Anything. There was nothing there but calm. Oh, so her mother didn’t count as another lover? But then, Gwen was the wife and Liz would be the mistress, so she was the other lover. Didn’t Damien realize this, or did he just not care? “And whatever Anna told you,” the Vampire Lord continued, “that was in the past.” Liz didn’t respond; the things she wanted to say would no doubt lead to a fight. So she only nodded once.

Chapter 19: Love's Resilience In the tranquil aftermath of a war-torn history, love's resilience continued to echo through the newly united realm. Seraphina and Adrian, once burdened by the weight of forbidden love, now stood as beacons of hope and proof that love could withstand the harshest storms. As leaders of their respective communities, Seraphina and Adrian worked tirelessly to solidify the bonds between werewolves and vampires. Their love story, once shrouded in secrecy, became a testament to the transformative power of understanding and acceptance.

What I saw destroyed what remained of my soul. Warren didn’t just enter; he dominated her. He pinned her against the window and kissed her with a possessive violence that took my breath away. This wasn’t the kiss of a man who hates his enemy. It was the kiss of a man trying to swallow the soul of the only woman he truly desires in the world. A twisted, dark love, but undeniably stronger than anything he had ever felt for me. He would never kiss me like that. He never even looked at me with a tenth of that sick passion.

Marcus has hidden this into his heart for a long time now, whenever he watches Cindy, he always wants to tell her about the secret. "No." Lousia shook her head profusely. "She don't, what would she think of me, what person would she see me as? A person who had an affair with her father? No, Marcus, let that secret stay buried, she should remain your wife's daughter." Lousia looks down again. "Then let's get married." Marcus words made her look up sharply. "We still love each other, it would be a lot easier if we get married."

"Hmmm. My eldest sister I guess. She felt that the guy was out of her league or something." "You're kidding," I said. "Your eldest sister is talented and cute." And cute? Really Riri? Lesbian much. He didn't notice my little slip. "Yeah, but the guy is really popular. He had girls lined up in his doorstep, literally, because he sells doors for a living." He snorted at his lame joke. "Anyway, she still fought for the guy. She was the one who admitted that she loved him. I guess it worked because they're married now with a kid."

I said. "What's the meaning of my love? Better quit the pretense." "You and your wife aren't on good terms and you want the contract." The minister said. "My wife over here is crazy, I'm crazy too, so that makes us crazy couples." I chuckled. "She was the masked girl in the video. In that video, you will see that the masked girl had a tattoo on her leg and my wife also has the same tattoo, look," Everyone stared at Venessa's leg. "And I like said earlier, we are crazy couples. Kicking me on the groin is just one of the crazy stuff we do."

I was already dragged away from my the safe haven I tried so very hard to get to, the place that I thought my baby would be born in and have a good life without any 'Mafia training' or being forced to marry some other man or woman from a mafia that could make Luke's bigger than it needs to be! He cheated on me once- the night of our wedding- then he thinks as soon as I'm gone again, he can go ahead and stick his stupid dick in whichever woman he pleases. But I shouldn't care, no, because he's probably said himself: there's always someone else out there for me to screw, someone prettier, no doubt.