We Best Love Novel English Translation Novels & Stories

Amanda argued. Jonathan lowered his gaze as he looked at Amanda with a gentle expression. He had never looked at me with such tenderness. My heart bled once more, and the pain became more unbearable with each breath I drew. Even though I had expected such behavior from Jonathan, I couldn't help my heartache. I watched mutely as he carried Amanda to the bed and opened the soup flask. He poured her some soup and said, "Be a good girl and have some soup, Amanda. It should help you feel better."

I mumbled to him. He shook his head. “I know your heart, and that will be enough.” I bit my bottom lip and nodded. Nina handed me the small notebook I had written my vows in, and I flipped the pages. “I love you, Oliver Michael Plane, and I wish I knew why. If I did, perhaps it wouldn’t be love anymore. I loved you the first day I saw you, and after six years, I still love you. You always stress that you’re not perfect, and perhaps that’s what makes you perfect to me. If given the chance to start all over, I will pick you, Oliver Plane. You make me feel seen, validated, and empowered. Your smile, your words, and your affection are my strength. You’ve seen me at my weak point, but you have al

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach for more; that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds" How can this girl always manage to pluck the exact feeling in my heart? -

She asked her. "What am I talking about? Fiona, everything has been about you from the start. For saying we three were best friends. But you and Em were closer. Whether it's school or college, everyone liked you more than me. Teachers, boys, girls, every single person on this planet prefers you more than me. Even Noah liked you better than me. All he ever talked about was how sweet you were, how different you were from the other girls. He even asked you out, and you, being a genuine friend, rejected him because you knew that I liked him. You never gave me an option to hate you. You never told my secrets to anyone, irrespective of the fact they were lame or stupid. You never allowed me to hat

A warm love that wasn't disgusting. THE END

Anything and everything, we never ran out of topics—celebrities, the fashion industry, music, business, school gossip, until we ended up discussing love. "Maybe that's how it is," I said, looking into the distance, as our conversation shifted to loveless marriages—those unions where people come together for money, convenience, or status but lack love, like mine with Adam. "What do you think?" I asked, looking at her. "Is that how you see it?" I nodded. "Why? So, you don't believe there's someone out there meant for you?" I laughed at her statement. "That's bullshit, Kyra. I thought you learned that by now."

My voice was barely audible, but from his stillness, I knew that he heard what I said. He looked down at me, his eyes were lost in my affection, I knew he had already forgotten about the bad day he had. He huskily smiled and down he goes, pressing a soft kiss on me. My hands fumble with his body packs, did I mention that he has the best manly body shape I’ve ever seen.

'Will you be my girlfriend, Rachell? That's what the banner says while Andy is holding a bouquet of flowers and Rachell is in tears. Damn. So is this it? He really fell for his best friend, huh? I thought they were... just friends. "Yes! Andy, yes! I love you so much!" Rachell answered. I just closed my eyes to what I heard. I heard the screams of the students, and I was even more overwhelmed by their pleading. I'm just embarrassing myself in front of these lovebirds.

I know exactly why he would show up here: he would want to speak to me about what happened between us, you know, how we had sex and he told me he loves me, then began crying because he was torn and ultimately chose Rebecca, then saying he hopes I’ll still be his best man and be there for him in the end. To be fair, I was the one who said it was a mistake. But at the same time, I also wasn’t the one who confessed his love for the other and then froze. I guess I kind of ran away from the situation and have been ignoring it ever since, but I’ve never been in this position before and I have no idea how to handle it. How is one supposed to react when they finally make love to the person they beli