At the bookstore, their hands reached for the same book. Their eyes met. It was love at first sight.
She dropped her scarf. He picked it up. That simple act led to their love story.
He was running in the park. She was sitting on a bench. He stopped, she smiled, and love started.
The moon was full. A howl echoed through the forest. And then I saw the eyes in the dark.
They met by chance. Their eyes locked and hearts fluttered. Now they are inseparable.
He held her hand in the rain, and that was their forever start.
He saw her across the crowded room. Their eyes met and love was born.
They explored the abandoned asylum. A sudden gust of wind blew out their candles. Whispers filled the dark hallways.
I got lost in the forest. I saw a cabin in the distance. As I approached, a blood - curdling scream came from inside.
The power went out. I lit a candle and saw a face in the window. It was my own reflection, but I was standing across the room.
In the rain, she was stranded. He offered his umbrella, and love took root.
One story could be 'I made you a sandwich.' 'You remembered my favorite.' Another is 'I was in a bad mood.' 'I'm here to make it better.' These little snippets of conversation can be the start of a great love story.
In the forest, I saw a glimmering light. As I approached it, the light turned red. A menacing shadow emerged from the bushes.