A Love Hypothesis 소설 & 이야기

With Love, The Cloud.

forever. "The 'Standard' is 'Attachment', Avery," Dominic growled, his voice a "Low-Frequency-Vibration" of "Ultimate-Creation." He pulled her into the "Anchor" of his frame, their "Shared-Resonance" creating a "Tidal-Wave" of "Indigo-Light" in the "Origin-Dimension." "We don't 'Price' the 'Species.' We 'Protocol' the 'Love.' Every 'Synapse' in the 'Multiverse' will now be 'Hard-Wired' to recognize 'Presence' as the only 'Currency'." The Anatomy of the Love-Equity

For the first time in a long while, someone touched me without cruelty. And I let myself feel. QUESTION OF THE DAY Alice has discovered that her husband has another woman—will she finally walk away? Her visit to Christopher’s house crossed a dangerous line. Will this trespass destroy everything? READ: POSSESSION OR LOVE?

" I saw he was loved out of pity, The worst kind of love there is. To keep a hold on someone, Because you think they're weak " Iris's P.O.V. Nine pm and I heard the front door of the house open. I was in the kitchen blending some fruits to make a smoothie when Dylan walked in. " Hey babe. Where's Louisa?" He came up to me and kissed my forehead. " She slept early, I think her dance class was too stressful today"

i asked while looking at him. A devilish smirk that i had long learned to fear years ago spreads across his face. He leans in closer and grabs my hips pulling me closer and whispers " oh love are you jealous?" He asked while stroking the tattoo he know i had on my right thigh causing me to shiver under his touch. " And if i am" i said regaining control over my body. He smiled " then you don't have to be your the only woman i want and will ever need I'm here for someone who crossed me" he said pulling back putting space between us.

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

Certain physical contact wasn't explicitly mentioned but was expected. The fact that Luke was so cautious told me that this client probably wasn't to be trifled with. Still, I smiled. "It's okay. I can handle it." I prepared myself and smiled professionally before heading into the private room. "Good day, sir. I'm your love therapist… for the day."

she whispers loudly, “blink twice.” Alexander laughs softly through the speaker again. I hate both of them. “Tomorrow,” Alexander says smoothly before I can disconnect. “Nine a.m. Don’t be late, sweetheart.” Then the line goes dead. I stare at my phone in disbelief. The audacity. “The sweetheart thing would absolutely work on me by the way,” Emily says helpfully. I glare at her. She drops dramatically into the chair opposite my desk. “So,” she says excitedly, “office romance?” “There is no romance.”

The only thing Seipati loved was that love had tamed the monster. Things were going well between them and Seipati gave the credit to Ntate Mogoadi again. To her, Ntate Mogoadi was like cupid. He had contacted her mother-in-law to get long lost love. She was calling him Mr love. She wished he could meet someone to love as well.

One day, I was watching a TV show in the living room when I heard the sound of an argument once more. "If you can't even get pregnant, then what use are you?" "I don't know. Let's try again—" "Enough! You're like a hen who can't lay any eggs! I have no idea what I ever saw in you!" Ashton flung her aside and ran downstairs. When he saw me sitting on the sofa, he suddenly walked over. I had taken good care of my face, and the wound was already healed. "Blair." He stood in front of me. "After all this, I realized that you're still the one I have feelings for."