Writers And Lovers Summary Novels & Stories

There were photos of them at an amusement park, wearing matching headbands like a couple. And there was one that made my blood run cold. It was a photo of them in my bedroom. Reagan was wearing my nightgown and kissing Zayne on the cheek. The earliest photo dated back to the second year after Zayne and I got married. My hands started trembling uncontrollably as I opened the diary. On the very first page were the words, "Dedicated to my only light, my Reagan." Every page after that was filled with their so-called "love story."

How hard it is to find that fairytale kind of love, the one they sell you in books growing up, the one you spend years dreaming about and waiting for, while out in the real world people play games and break each other for no reason at all. How you can love someone for years and never really know who they are, not until they've taken what they came for and dropped the act. I wrote about the thin line between love and hate, because how do you explain loving a man for years, and now the only thing you want is to wrap your hands around his throat? I wrote that I wished there were a place where the good-hearted ones only ever met their own kind, and the liars and manipulators got funneled off to

Then there's the one about star-crossed lovers, two innocent people who love each other deeply but at the end of everything their relationship is still doomed to fail just like Lancelot and Guinevere in King Arthur's mystical tale Round Table, Heathcliff and Catherine from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, and Lyla and Majnun from the classic love story Nizami Ganjavi. Jakob says I have my head in too much fantasy, but I can't help but wonder... I heard car honks from a distance, then I heard the sound of a vehicle driving closer, it was probably my mom, I thought to myself. Right now I was home alone with Topaz, everyone else was basically at the back to school party grinding and making out

"Before I get lost in my own not quite coherent thoughts, I think I should state a few facts that I've come to accept and know a while ago. First, I love you, and you love me. The kind of unconditional love that endures a lot, and if for whatever reason our relationship wouldn't work out, it would very likely leave us both raw and hurting until the end of our lives." Just her mentioning of that makes my stomach clench so much that it's actually painful, but before I can speak up, she goes on. "I can't say when things between us changed from just being madly in love to this. I just know that the evening of the gala, when I came home with you, I made the promise to myself that I would fight wi

She remember how they used to fight in the beginning how she kicked him out of the bed on their first night, everyone was so worried that how will they live together without any fight and argument. They made so many rules but as someone said rules are meant to be broken. Their argument and fights turned into tiffs. Goa trip changed everything between them, they confessed their love for each other they had their first time in the Goa only. It's not they didn't argued or fight with each other , they fight in the same way but at the end of the they sought everything out.

I hope you can get into her frequency while reading this book. Dominic and Chalondra are the best couple I've ever created so far. Even though this book is finished, I still can't move on from their love story. Las but not least, I hope you will enjoy this book. I’m sorry if the storytelling style and diction are very different from global writers in general. And also, I'm sorry if still there are some mistakes in the translation. But I will do my best, so you could read this book comfortably. Best regards,

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!