A Love Hypothesis Novels & Stories

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.”

"Where have you been the last couple of days? The summer heat has Amanda changing clothes more frequently than usual. Go get her some new clothes, will you?" Perhaps Jonathan noticed I was sweating, for he headed back into the room and returned with an apple. He shoved it into my hand forcefully as if to compensate me for my troubles. I lowered my gaze to hide the emotions flickering through my eyes. Jonathan and I had been married for three years, yet he couldn't seem to remember how I would break out in hives if I so much as took a bite of an apple. I produced the divorce papers and held them out to him. "Let's get a divorce."

I closed my eyes from the intensity of this earth shattering wave of pure, concentrated euphoria that claimed me. The only close thing that can describe what happened when we bit each other was this: Think of love as more than just a feeling, think of it as a liquid that runs through the entire body side by side with blood, moving everywhere, feeding and nourishing your entire organs and cells. This liquid form of love has only one source of power and that would be Adrian for me, while for him it would in my name. Now imagine that liquid of yours being transmitted through you during the bite over to the other person’s blood stream, and imagine him doing the same to your own.

“Forever, even in silence.” I remember our first night together, the way he trembled when he touched me, how he made love to me like he was discovering religion for the first time. He kissed every part of me like I was made of prayers. When it was over, he pressed his forehead to mine and said, “I will never let anything take you from me.” Funny how the world makes liars of lovers. Noah didn’t ask about his father much. And when he did, I’d give vague answers. “He was strong,” I’d say. “Smart. A man of big dreams.” All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie.

Mistake. ⸻ Carl tilted his head slightly. There it was again. That interest. That calculation. ⸻ “No,” he said slowly. “He’s not.” A pause. Then— “But he could become a problem.” ⸻ Everything inside me went cold. ⸻ Carl stood up smoothly, adjusting his sleeve like nothing we just said mattered. Like he hadn’t just shifted the entire ground beneath me. ⸻ “I’m not asking you to love me,” he said.

I'm not sure of what to choose yet but watch out for the four Epilogues. Love you all💞💞 Brought to you all by Authoress Kamara. Kisses💋💋. Muah💋💋.

His hands slide down the fabric until they reach my ass. How could I deny something from him? Kisses, caresses, sex. It's all about love, and I'm loving it. Well this has gotta be the longest crush ever Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever And, fuck it I'm on one, do you feel me? (Well, this has to be the greatest passion of all Love is a drug, like the strongest of all And shit, I'm on it, you feel me?) ●●

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"And when the sun rises, we will still be here, our love like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes of doubt." As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of rose and gold, they didn't stop. They danced on, their love a burning torch against the fading darkness, a promise whispered on the wind. They were Davien and Hera, Alpha and Beta, lovers against the world, and their dance was a defiant ode to their forbidden love, a love that would defy even the moonlit whispers of fate.