5 Love Languages Novels & Stories

“Ok sure, should I write it down or you'll type it on your phone” “ Let me just quickly type it on my phone” She gave him her number and he called her, her cell phone rang and she also saved his number “ I never got a chance to thank you for the gifts and the money. Thank you so much” “Oh those it's nothing, actually I thought you wouldn't like them or you would think that I think you're cheap and can be bought easily with gifts. I panicked” “I thought it was cute really, gifting people randomly or the ones I love is my love language”

he said and I laughed. "Sure, well. The first time I realized I was in love with Theo was when I would get heavily jealous for him just being with his wife even though I knew what sort of relationship we were in, and I always wanted him around me, in the moment with me, you know just being together at that time was my love language, it still is now but I now I just want to consume him as a whole, but I haven't figured out how to do that yet," I said and he banged and on the counter surprising me.

Ramina teased. Vina chuckled. "I was so young that time, I acted so childish. But yeah, just think that it was my love language." Ramina's brows furrowed. "What kind of love language is that?" she said, chuckling. Vina pouted. "You know, we could've seen each other for the past years if only mom and dad—" "Vina." Ramina and Vina looked up when they heard their mother's voice. Vina removed her arms around Ramina and seated herself firmly on her seat. Her eyes began to panic and her hands were quivering in fear because she could feel her mother's stare.

“Third question, what’s my love languages?” “Physical touch, words of affirmation, quality time, gifts, basically all of them.” “Would you say you show all of these to me?” “Of course baby and if I’m lacking in any of it, I always want you to tell me.” Anna smiled at him, love symbols in her eyes. “You do and I appreciate it even though my stubborn ass doesn’t deserve it half of the time.” “Yeah you’re right.” Anna glared at him, both of them laughing. “Asshole, you’re not supposed to agree. Anyway, fourth question, is there a certain behaviour that you want me to change?”

my chest was hit with a pang of guilt, “you didn't have to do this,” “Why?” “Well because…” We had never explicitly said we wouldn't try long distance relationship, but we both knew that wouldn't work out. Varian was big on physical touch, it was his main love language. I couldn't bear to imagine him physically craving for me till it hurt, and I would miss him terribly too. Perhaps it worked out for others, but definitely not us. “It's nothing, thank you…” He pressed a kiss of the back of my head; “You're welcome,”

“But hey mister, you gotta slow down, don't want to get used to this,” “You should,” I blurt out. “Because giving is my love language, Lilah. Brace yourself,” “Gifting is your love language?” she repeats with a hoarse voice. I smirk, pulling out a file and flipping to the front page. “Not just that. I have other intense love language. Like right now, I want to take you hard against the nearest wall.” Her breath catches, and even through the phone, I can almost feel how hard her heart is beating.

He said and I frowned. "Those are the worst qualities in a man!" I argued. "Oh please, will you rather have a cheating man who doesn't give a flying fuck about you, think about it and you will see that it's also a love language," He remarked. Mark doesn't love me, or does he? "Your own definition of love language is different from mine, I think obsession and being possessive is unnecessary. Love is enough and love heals it doesn't destroy or hurt anyone" I enunciated.

“Didn’t you ever feel guilty? You knew how much I loved her, yet you kept seeing her behind my back.” I sighed deeply. “After your mother’s death, I thought I’d never fall in love again. I was already old, and I thought I didn’t stand a chance of finding love again, but the moment I met Ben at that bar…it was love at first sight. I felt like I was meeting your mother for the first time because Ben brought back those feelings.”

Cleo Girl Talk My love languages have always been words of affirmation and quality time. As a girlfriend and most recently fiancé to a very complex , dense and broody man whose love language has always been gifting and physical touch , I have learned that ; Blue may not express himself with words properly or reassure me that we are okay, but it is in the way he does things that help him express how he is feeling or where his head is at . Angelo had hurt my feelings a week ago when we found out I was three months pregnant he indirectly asked me if I was sleeping with anyone before we got back together.

He said. “OMG, Chris is here!!!” Maria said while jumping up and down. Valeriana laughed, “Do you like him that much?” She asked. “More than my life! He’s the love of my life!!!” Maria said while touching the left side of her chest. Valeriana giggled. Valeriana