Longtermrelationship Stories

What happens when your ex from 5 years ago calls you up in the middle of the night? Follow the steamy hot love life of Grayson Creed, better known as dust. Auburn's man by day, street racer by night. He is the man of her dreams. What happens? We all get hurt. The question is: Who do you love enough, trust enough, and want enough to give the power to hurt you? Nobody said it was easy to fall in love with a Creed.

you decide where the story goes. Fresh out of high school, your life is about to turn upside down. Motherhood? Love? moving out? university? drinking? cheating? You are your own hero of your own caracter, you can choose love and family, love and growing together, school and studying, school and drinking, party and cheating? It's all up to you, and see where every paths bring you, and where you will find happiness, joy and in the end, it's your choice🫶🏻❤️

Summer after college when they first met. JM, who has a strong personality and once dreamt to become a lawyer, suddenly met a broken-hearted man named Sky who had a 6 -year relationship with his Ex-girlfriend. He was afraid of falling in love with someone who had a beautiful past. He was afraid of getting hurt, being left behind. He was afraid of giving chances. How can JM overcome that fear? Will Sky help her and still ask for more chances?

A collection of poems covering a love that spanned from age fourteen, across high school, long distance, college, and the inevitable break.

Leo and Eli were just kids in love. Together, they grow. Together, they started making plans for their future. Together, they achieved their dream jobs. They were each other's support system. But as they age, with career and stability on their mind, will they be able to get their happy endings? Will they grow old together? Or will they grow apart?

Vanessa and James. Two souls that have gone through thick and thin together for six years. Anyone who met them would have thought that they would be with one another until the very end. Happily ever after seemed like a concept they were all too familiar with. That was, until James left Vanessa. Distraught that she had been abandoned, twenty-three year old Vanessa must learn how to navigate through life without relying on someone else to experience happiness. She must learn that the key to her happiness lies in no one's hands but her own. Cover by @saffronvalley #1 in LongTermRelationship #10 in FemaleEmpowerment

well this is just a book where I'll be writing about everything that's going through me in my longterm relationship with my boyfriend and well..... I just wanted it out somehow and share it and feel it with the people who feeling the same. and if you don't like it then sorry for wasting your time. cheers;) p.s if you know who I am please don't ever mention it to me cause these thoughts are pretty personal and I'm not comfortable sharing it with my friends. :)

young twink 16th birthday surprise gone twisted. long term relation ship becomes a beautiful butterfly of life while the two regain trust between one another

Uma understands trauma; she has enough of her own to understand that everyone handles trauma differently depending on the day, the mood, how strong they are. What she doesn't know is if Mal is strong enough to prevent her trauma from ruining their relationship.

This is the story of how I fell in love. This is a true story and I will be updating it as time goes on. I will be writing as accurately as I can for what I can remember, however the names and some events will be changed simply for privacy. It's a story about friendship, loss, romance, action, tragedy and perseverance. I hope you enjoy!

Loosely based off of the song "Issues" by Juila Michaels. With your boyfriend Tom Holland. You'll like it.

Quarter life crisis. A and B have been BFFs since forever. Even though they now live in different cities at the opposite ends of the country they still keep in touch (through the magic of Viber). A is going through a rough patch in a long time relationship that looks like it is going nowhere. B is NBSB but things are finally starting to look up. This is a year of their lives. How will things end up a year from now? Will A have her happily ever after? Is B finally going to get a boyfriend before reaching the dreaded (end of calendar month end of the world!!) 30s? Let the countdown begin.

"Love is an illness to a woman who has goals" Must be love that made it hard for Valentine and Chase to continue fulfilling their promises to each other. What happens if a hopeless romantic yearns for someone that cannot afford to lose focus?

Dating someone whose brain is different isn't always easy.

A drunk mind speaks a sober heart.

A Love Story of two people wherein they have to sacrifice their LOVE for FAMILY and CAREER. And when the right time comes, do they able to choose LOVE Over FAMILY AND CAREER to find their happiness? OR It's to late for them to bring back yesterday.

Random poetry A appreciated gift. ; To the bright people who came over into my life ☀

A sad love story with a happy ending. I would be over the moon if you give me your opinion on this story. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

Friendship

We didn't end because the love ran out. That would have been simpler-clean, explainable, the kind of ending you can wrap up with a sentence and survive. Instead, we ended the way long relationships sometimes do: quietly. Carefully. With a tenderness that made the damage feel almost polite. After years together, we had the kind of intimacy that turns ordinary things into vows-knowing each other's orders, falling into the same step on the sidewalk, keeping a spare key without ever questioning what it meant. And then the world around us started asking for proof that our love was "worth it." His family never called me a problem outright. They didn't need to. Disapproval arrived dressed as concern-soft-spoken, well-intentioned, impossible to argue with without looking ungrateful. We love you. We just worry. Be mindful. Don't give people something to talk about. Support came with edits. Acceptance came with conditions. And he-caught between duty and desire-began to protect me with omissions, hoping silence could spare me the feeling of being measured. It didn't. This story begins at the end: a breakup spoken in restaurant voices, a spare key slid back across the table, a cheap claw-machine charm clicking once like punctuation. Then it rewinds-through the last community banquet, the first "helpful" correction, the first time he chose peace over honesty-back to the night we won that stupid little charm and thought we'd found something that couldn't be touched. We were wrong. But for a while, we were perfect.