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Love Stories

For all you romantics out there, here is our love stories section.

These are stories of romance and love, which are generally on a deeper relationship level than stories in other categories.

This story category focuses on falling in love, being in love, and developing a loving relationship. Please submit your real life or fictional love stories here.

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A Night In Shining Kevlar (Part 2)

Two people thrown together explore new heights.

“…traumatised.” Vicki flinched as he said it. Yes, that’s what I am. Traumatised. A silly girl responding to my Knight because I’m ‘traumatised’. She pushed back from him, waiting until he’d finished talking on his radio. “I’m not traumatised,” she said,...

Their Reunion

Long-distance friends connect after corresponding for a year after a chance meeting.

She was twisting her fingers, folding one hand over the other like she was trying to braid her knuckles. I couldn’t tell if she was shy or nervous, or maybe she was both. I hadn’t seen her in over a year, and now she was right there in front of me, smilin...

Freya Part Four of Eight

Every worry Marcus had dissipates as he and Freya find solace in each other's bodies...

I felt my heart sink. I was sure that she wasn’t just talking about the back rub. Freya turned in the water to face me after I released my hold on her. Bubbles were still blocking my view, and even as she leaned forward a bit over the ledge of the tub, th...

Freya Part Three of Eight

Marcus not only decides to crash with Freya for a bit, but also receives an amazing gift from her...

I was no longer visiting Doctor Morgan in her office since I now found myself bunking in her home. She had an amazing townhouse in a fancy complex that was far too elegant for my tastes. The dwelling was located in one of the ritzier parts of the city, an...

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Freya Part One of Eight

With the harrowing events of the last two years fresh in his mind, Marcus contacts a psychiatrist for help...

My name is Marcus Veovin…and to be honest, that’s about all I could tell you at the time when this story first took place. If I tried really hard, I probably could’ve come up with a few other small details. I remembered a few faces coming to mind when I t...

Relinquished Control, Welcomed Silence

A short story about silencing a busy mind with sensation.

Do I need to put another load of washing in the machine? As I stick my head in to check the kids are asleep, my mind is whirling through all the thoughts that have no home. Have the kids got lunch food for tomorrow? I walk into our room, take in the pile...

Couldn’t, Wouldn’t, Shouldn’t.

“She was born to be free, let her run wild in her own way and you will never lose her.” – Nikki Rowe

Finally, my dad nodded to the undertaker who started the conveyor. “Annie?” he had asked. I just couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't. Bloody typical, Sarah would’ve thought. “Brian?” Sarah’s father, again cervical cancer’s bitch, had also shaken his head; a sto...

The Cure?

Will she be the cure for my loss?

Sunshine. A word that lives in my brain in ambiguity. A word that conjures up images of warmth and sometimes hot. A word that sends images of softness, of love, and sometimes ... pain. The Sunshine that runs through my brain today is one of pain. Sunshine...

The Beautiful Secret Between Us

Passions are unexpectedly rekindled by the Hawaiian beauty between us.

My husband, Tom, and I got away for a week-long Hawaiian vacation. We needed something after ten years of marriage. We are both thirty-five. The last ten years have been good, but with three kids, there hasn’t been much opportunity for romance like we use...

When Yesterdays Fade

Danielle learns that life is far more than waiting for the curtain to fall.

Though her voice creaked like the worn armchair in which she sat, Elsie still had a piercing gaze that conveyed a playful sharpness within. "Sit with me, child." I stopped folding the sheets and perched on the edge of the bed opposite her slightly hunched...