Deep night. Somewhere a quiet breeze runs through, dispersing the last dust on the damp pavement. A little night rain added freshness to this stuffy, tortured world. Added freshness to the hearts of lovers. They stood embracing in the light of a street lamp. She is so feminine and tender, who said that at the age of 16 a girl cannot be feminine enough?! Here age does not matter at all, only the one who is nearby, the closest, dearest and warmest person on earth, is important. And he, most of all, is glad that she is finally in his arms. Indeed, they really say that hugs, like nothing else, convey all the love of a person, no kisses, only soft touch his hands. Each of them in this minute, the minute of hugs, experiences unearthly feelings. The girl feels safe knowing that she will always be protected. The guy shows care, feels responsible - unforgettable feeling in relation to the beloved and the only one.
Everything was like in the finale of the most beautiful film about happy love. But, let's start from the beginning.
My story is very interesting. I'm with kindergarten was in love with Timur. He is nice and kind. I even go to school for him ahead of time went. We studied, and my love grew and grew stronger, but Tima did not have reciprocal feelings for me. Girls constantly hovered around him, he used this, flirted with them, but did not pay attention to me. I was constantly jealous and crying, but I could not confess my feelings. Our school consists of 9 classes. I lived in a small village, and then moved to the city with my parents. Entered the medical college, and healed quietly, peacefully. When I finished my first year, then in May I was sent to practice in the area where I used to live. But I was not sent there alone... When I got by minibus to my native village, I sat next to Timur. He has grown older and prettier. These thoughts made me blush. I still loved him! He noticed me and smiled. Then he sat down and began to ask me about life. I told him and asked about his life. It turned out that he lives in the city where I live and studies at the medical college where I also study. He is the second student sent to our district hospital. During the conversation, I admitted that I love him very much. And he told me that he loved me himself ... Then a kiss, long and sweet. We did not pay attention to the people in the minibus, but drowned in a sea of tenderness.
We are still learning together and going to be great doctors.
Love stories, if this is true love, are not so easy to find. Just as it is difficult to find a person without weaknesses, so it is not easy to find love, without the vices of passion, selfishness. But there is love in this world! We will try to replenish this section with love stories - of our time, and more distant times.
All these short stories about love, except for the story of Yulia Voznesenskaya, are documentary, truthful evidence of how beautiful love can be. Love the stories you've been looking for.
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Love Story: Love is stronger than death
Tsarevich Nicholas and Princess Alice of Hesse fell in love with each other young age but I feel these amazing people it was necessary not only to take place and last many, many happy years, but also to be crowned with an end, terrible and at the same time beautiful ... Read more
"Love story"
It would seem that what can I have in common, jumping fireballs with this quiet person! Nevertheless, we sit together for whole evenings, talking. About what? About literature, about life, about the past. He turns every second topic into a conversation about God... Read more
Love of a Russian soldier
In a dense forest near Vyazma, a tank was found rooted into the ground. When the car was opened, the remains of a junior lieutenant-tanker were found in the place of the driver. In his tablet lay a photograph of his girlfriend and an unsent letter... Read more
Love Story: Man as a blooming garden
Love is like the sea, sparkling with the colors of heaven. Happy is he who comes to the shore and, enchanted, harmonizes his soul with the majesty of the whole sea. Then the boundaries of the soul of a poor person expand to infinity, and the poor person then understands that there is no death ... Read more
"Isaiah, rejoice!"
It was so funny at the registration of the marriage, after which we had to appear before the altar: the aunt in the registry office, after reading a ritual appeal to the newlyweds, suggested that we congratulate each other. arose awkward pause because we just shook hands... Read more
Love Story: Boring Marriage
A married wife is like the Motherland or the Church, I have her, she is far from ideal, but she is mine, and there will be no other. It's not that I myself, a far from perfect person, can in no way count on a perfect wife, and not even that there are no such people in the world at all. The point is rather that the spring near your house is water, not champagne, and it cannot and should not be champagne. Read more
Love Story: Beloved wife of Abdullah
Beautiful, smart, educated, kind and wise. She always fascinated me with her deeds and dignity. She never liked it when they said about her: “Oh, how unfortunate!” "Why am I unhappy? I have a wonderful husband, famous, strong, I have a grandson. Do you want a person to be absolutely happy ?! Read more
Moments of love
We don't know the names of these couples and their entire history, but we couldn't help but include these short stories about moments from the love story of these real people.Read more
Margarita and Alexander Tuchkov: loyalty to love
Fyodor Glinka in his "Sketches of the Battle of Borodino" recalls that two figures wandered around the night field: a male in monastic attire and a female, among huge bonfires, on which the peasants of the surrounding villages with blackened faces burned the bodies of the dead (to avoid epidemics). They were Tuchkova and her companion, an old hermit monk from the Luzhetsky monastery. The husband's body was never found. Read more
"The Tale of Peter and Fevronia": test of love
Many people know the love story of Peter and Fevronia from school anthologies. This is the story of a peasant woman who married a prince. A simple plot, a Russian version of Cinderella, containing a colossal inner meaning. Read more
Together on an ice floe (Little summer story)
The conference hall of the clinic at the Institute of Pediatric Oncology was located on the first floor, where there were no hospital wards, only an emergency room and offices, it was located far from the lobby, and therefore it was never locked... Read more
Every day, hourly and every minute there are so many interesting things happening in the world that it is even difficult to tell about everything. But we have prepared for you romantic stories(real and invented), which reflect the whole essence of modern immortal love. Here you will find what you have been dreaming about for a long time or what you want so much ... Here only romance, love and everything connected with it ...
He loved the rain. The sound of falling drops. Their loud or quiet sobs on the ground or asphalt. He generally loved sounds. Any. Even the horns of cars or bicycles. Perhaps from the fact that it was by sounds that he could understand what was happening in the world. Because he was blind from birth. Parents do not […]
Do you think fairy tales are only for children and for children? And here it is not. They also happen in adulthood. Yes, right here, next to you. In a life where black seems white, and white, on the contrary, black. Where persistent tin soldier can meet his ballerina in an ordinary crowded trolleybus. So the action […]
They met by chance. She just walked through the market in search of the cheapest vegetables, and he stood in the place of the seller. She glanced at the neighboring counters, among which were handwritten price tags, and slowly moved on. And he seemed to be stupefied for a while, but he was looking forward to […]
Lisa, like many school graduates, dreamed of entering the best university in her city and country, traveling the world, meeting her love and, of course, living happily ever after. Dreams came true: after graduating from one of the most prestigious universities, she decided to stay for a master's degree in historical sciences with an in-depth study of Spanish and […]
As soon as I left the store, it immediately began to rain. I didn’t want to go back, the saleswoman there was quite rude and looked at me with such a condemning look, as if I had stolen something from her. Of course, I didn’t take an umbrella with me, why do I need an umbrella when I go to the store? OK, […]
Love story- this is an event or a story of a love event from the life of lovers, which introduces us to the spiritual passions that flared up in the hearts loving friend friend of people.
Happiness, which is somewhere very close
I walked along the pavement. She held high-heeled shoes in her hands, because the heels fell into the dimples. What was the sun! I smiled at him because it shone right into my heart. There was a bright premonition of something. When it became aggravated, the bridge ended. And here is mysticism! The bridge is over and it's starting to rain. Moreover, very suddenly and abruptly. There wasn't even a cloud in the sky!
Interesting…. Where did the rain come from? I didn't take an umbrella or a raincoat. I really didn’t want to get wet to the threads, because the dress in which I was was very expensive. And as soon as I thought about it, it became clear to me that luck exists! A red car (very cute) - stopped beside me. The guy who was driving opened the window and invited me to quickly dive into the salon of his car. Would be good weather- I would have thought, show off, I would have been afraid of course ... And since the rain intensified - I didn’t even think for a long time. Literally flew into the seat (near the driver's). I was dripping like I just got out of the shower. I said hello, shivering from the cold. The guy threw a jacket over my shoulders. It became easier, but I felt the temperature rise. I was silent because I didn't want to speak. The only thing I was waiting for was warming up and changing clothes. Alexei (my savior) seemed to have guessed my thoughts!
He invited me to his place. I agreed, because I forgot the keys at home, and my parents went to the dacha for a whole day. Somehow I didn’t want to go to my girlfriends: they were after their boyfriends. Yes, and they will start laughing when they see what happened to my expensive outfit. I was not afraid of this unfamiliar Leshka - I liked him. I wish we could at least be friends. We came to him. I stayed with him - Live! We fell in love with each other like teenagers! Imagine…. We just met and fell in love. Just came to visit - they began to live together. The most beautiful thing that happened in this whole story is our triplets! Yes, we have such “unusual” kids, our “happily”! And everything is just beginning….
A story about instant love and a quick proposal
We met in an ordinary cafe. Trite, nothing out of the ordinary. Then everything was more interesting and much more…. "Interesting" began, it would seem ... - with trifles. He took good care of me. He took me to movies, restaurants, parks, zoos. I somehow hinted that I love attractions. He took me to the park, where there were many rides. He said to choose what I want to ride. I chose something reminiscent of "Super - 8", because I like it when there is a lot of extremeness. Persuaded him to form a company. Persuaded, but he agreed not immediately. He admitted that he was afraid that he rode such only as a child, and that's all. And then he cried a lot (from fear). And as an adult, I didn’t ride because I had seen enough of all kinds of news, where they showed how people got stuck at a height, how the unfortunate people died on such “rocking chairs”. But, for the sake of my beloved, he forgets for a moment about all fears. And I did not know that not only I am the cause of his heroism!
Now I'll tell you what the culmination, in fact, was. When we were at the very top of the attraction….. He put a ring on my finger, smiled, quickly shouted that I should marry him, and we rushed down. I don’t know how he managed to do all this in a hundredth slice of a second! But it was wonderfully enjoyable. The head was spinning. But it's not clear why. Whether because of a wonderful pastime, or because of a great offer. It was both very pleasant. I received all this pleasantness in one day, in an instant! I can't believe this, to be completely honest. The next day we went to apply to the registry office. The day of the wedding was fixed. And I began to get used to the planned future, which will make me the happiest. Our wedding, by the way, is at the end of the year, in winter. I wanted it in the winter, and not in the summer, in order to avoid banality. After all, they still rush to the registry office in the summer! In the spring, as a last resort ....
A beautiful love story from the life of lovers
I went to relatives by train. I decided to take a ticket for a reserved seat so that it would not be so scary to go. And then, you never know…. There are a lot of bad people out there. We made it to the border successfully. They dropped me off at the border because there was something wrong with my passport. Filled with water, the font was smeared on the names. They decided that the document was forged. It's useless to argue, of course. That's why I didn't waste time arguing. I had nowhere to go, but it was a shame. Because I started to really hate myself. Yeah…. With my negligence…. It's all her own fault! So she walked, for a long, long time, along the railway. She walked, but she didn't know where. The main thing that was going on, fatigue knocked me down. And I thought it would... But I went another fifty paces, and I heard a guitar. Now I was already on the call of the guitar. Good thing my hearing is good. It's arrived! The guitarist wasn't too far away. There was so much more to go. I love the guitar, so I didn't feel tired anymore. The boy (with a guitar) was sitting on a large pebble, not far from railway. I sat next to him. He pretended not to notice me at all. I played along with him, and just enjoyed the music flying from the guitar strings. He played excellently, but I was very surprised that he did not sing anything. I got used to the fact that if they play such a musical instrument, then they also sing something romantic.
When the stranger stopped playing amazingly, he looked at me, smiled, and asked where I came from. I drew attention to the heavy handbags that I barely dragged to the “random” stone.
Then he said that he was playing for me to come. He called me with a guitar, as if he knew that it was me who would come. In any case, he played and thought about his beloved. Then he put the guitar aside, piled my bags on his back, took me in his arms, and carried me. Where - I found out only later. He took me to his country house, which was nearby. And he left the guitar on the stone. He said that he no longer needed her .... I have been with this wonderful man for almost eight years. We still remember our unusual acquaintance. Even more I remember that guitar left on the stone, which turned our love story into a magical one, like a fairy tale….
Continuation. . .
