Romans & histoires A Love Hypothesis

Sasha Love. L.O.V.E. The concept was honestly ridiculous. And beautiful. And breathtaking. And exhilarating. And maddening. But I was in love with a man I should run far away from. I knew that the odds were against us, danger lurking at every turn, but honestly? I didn't care any longer.

Love. END

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

"You're such a royal pain in the ass." Bella's smirk deepened. "Oh, please. If you really were even a thing to him, why hasn't he ever looked at you even once all these years?" "Because you are always getting in our way, bitch!" Dakota screamed hysterically. "He's been conditioned to be obsessed with you since he was a kid! It was brainwashing, pure and simple! And everyone in your disgusting circle enabled it. They called you two soulmates—it was like he had no other choice!

His words shattered Misty's last hope. Her lips trembled as she stammered out a feeble defense, "Darling, I didn't mean to deceive you. I just… I wanted so badly for you to come back to me. I love you…" But her voice trailed off under his unyielding gaze. In the past, Misty would have been certain that Carter wouldn't be this heartless. Now, she wasn't so sure. She couldn't understand. Why was it that the more she tried to win him back, the further she pushed him away?

Now think if the two are really lovers, it's well-matched! But anyway, Uri guessed he had a dozen followers, maybe lining up all over Los Angeles. Uri was a man but also admitted that Alex was indeed very attractive, not to mention his family or talent, only by appearance also enough for others to hug him day and night. Uri stared blankly at his large, sturdy back, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his chest. He didn't know how to describe this feeling... it was a feeling of security, sobbing, longing to possess something... or it could be... stir.

And I don't think it's a problem, everyone must be sleeping right now so we have enough time to love each other. I pulled down her kilt, opening her breast area she wasn't wearing a bra that's a good thing, and to be honest, they are looking huge than the last time we had in the shower but last time I haven't taken her completely and I won't leave a single opportunity to fuck/love her hard this time.

“You kidnapped, lied, manipulated, and you have the audacity to say it was for love.” “I did it for us. For our family.”