Stories of Love

Stories of Love

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Romance
Love can happen when you are least expecting it. You never know when the bug bites you and leaves you smitten with this feeling. You will know when it happens to you. These are a short love story that I got from the internet. Some are tragic, sad, true but there are also a happy ending, cute love story, etc. So, Want to know what it does to other people? Read on to know more about the feeling and hear some great short love stories. PS: Heres a thing, Guys! You can also share your own love story! Just tell me or message me on board. I would really appreciate it. And then i'LL post ur short story about your love life. Dont worry, if you dont want to put your name/screen name, it'll be okey. So thats it :)))))))))))))))))) Help me with this guys, pweaty pwease? XD XD
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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