When Love Comes Softly Novels & Stories

“Sounds like something Mum would say.” “Hey, Zara. I know it may seem like love isn’t meant for you, but give it time. Try to give Damien a chance.” “It’s not that easy, Mandy. I still love Jason,” I said, feeling the ache in my chest. “I know. No one said it was easy. But when love comes calling, you might want to answer…” She might be right, but can I? I feel like I’ve built a wall, and the phone call love might use to reach me has been cut. ⸻

However, It looked like it had been decorated for lovers, I may have forgotten to give them that tiny detail. I opened the door, and slowly walked into the room, as soon as the door closed, classical music started playing. Damn it! I should have told them that it wasn't a date and that we weren't lovers, I thought, looking down in embarrassment. Confidence, keep your chin up, Amber had said. I took a deep breath and lifted my face, and there he was, looking so handsome and elegant in his grey suit and white dress shirt. This time, his hair slicked back with some strands left in front.

She had tried so hard to fight these feelings, instead it grew more, the roots of love stretching deeper in her heart. She loved this man, there was no need to fight these feelings anymore. Looking into his eyes, she whispered… "I love you George Scott. With all my heart. And I want to stay by your side and love you for the rest of my life"

Our fingers weaved together tightly. When I tilted my head up to kiss him, he also lowered his head and kissed me with absolute gentleness. "Spencer, I think it doesn't hurt anymore…" "Then… Do you want to continue?" Noises that would make anyone blush started up again in the room, and it carried on for a long time. The night would be long. But what was longer was the rest of our lives together. Even during the darkest times, love was still the most important thing. The End.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

Every bit of your effort is in vain. But on the contrary, you think it's your fault, that you didn't try hard enough. For two years, I've been convinced that Jacob loves me. It's just that he can't communicate. It wasn't until I saw "Love of My Life" that I realized how ridiculous I had been for two years. It's not that he can't love, it's just that he doesn't want to love me. I mentioned the breakup with Jacob. He opened his mouth and ultimately did not say a single word.

"There's nothing wrong with quietly loving someone from afar. I have a clear conscience, Mr. Walker." "Exactly," a few reporters chimed in, nodding in agreement. There was no shame in silently loving someone. The shame was in how Micah had smothered that love in manipulation and lies, only to push the very person he claimed to love further and further away. As public sentiment shifted entirely in Elijah's favor, Micah finally cracked. His composure unraveled, replaced by full-blown hysteria.

Today, the weather in the capital is wonderful, with bright sunshine and a gentle breeze. I stand in the garden with my arms wide open, savoring the fresh air. An hour ago, I received the news that Cynthia's plane had landed. Afterward, I received a secretly taken photo. The picture shows Henry holding a crying, innocent girl. How heartwarming... The lovers are back together. Since Henry and I became husband and wife, we've rarely eaten together, except for family gatherings and business events.

Ten-year-old Rhett Grimfang glared at me. I was just about to turn and leave when the hem of my gown became stuck at the corner of the table, tearing it open with a loud rip. "You scheming she-wolf! That was the dress my mother loved most!" Rhett's eyes were red as he stared at me with hatred. "Rhett… you're lying. Sylvia loved gowns inlaid with moonstone crystals. How could she possibly have cherished this plain, old white dress?"

Tears streamed down their faces as they clung to each other, whispering names, memories, and half-finished sentences filled with raw emotion. Amelia and Blake stood awkwardly by the side, watching the emotional reunion unfold. Blake cleared his throat. “Well... this is dramatic.” Amelia shot him a glare. “Have some respect.” Blake smirked. “I am respecting it. I’m just saying, if this were a movie, it’d be the part where the background music swells.” Amelia rolled her eyes, but a small smile tugged at her lips. The two older women finally pulled back, wiping their tears. Evelyn cupped Ruby’s face, her eyes shining with disbelief. “I can’t believe it’s really you.”