A Love Novels & Stories

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Adorable but needy. "Yes my love" I say as I turn to face him. We've been cuddling and watching movies all day since Daddy had business to deal with. He pulls me onto his boxer covered lap so that I'm straddling his toned thighs. He starts rubbing circles on my bare thighs making my core tighten in anticipation. I slowly start to rub my barely covered core against him as I kiss him passionately. I feel him harden beneath me as we both pick up our pace.

“Exactly. I don’t even know why you’re telling him no. He’s handsome, rich and more important head over heels in love with you. What do you need more?” There it came! Rhea was unable to suppress the anger which burned her at the words from her so-called friend. Wasn’t she supposed to understand that love could not be provided on demand? And Rhea was certain that she did not love Adam Crighton back, at least not in the way he was expecting her to. “Well, I need to love him too!” shouted Rhea now practically seeing red.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

I love you. I narrowed my eyes on the screen. I prepared to type my reply in. To: Love ♥ Where are you? I opened the message thread and read all our past conversations. I widened my eyes as I felt goose bumps all over my body. To: Love ♥ I’m not going to give you the moon and the stars, Love. I’m going to give you the whole galaxy because you’re worth every asteroid and comet from the Milky Way. Remember that. And that doesn’t even compare to how much I love you. Good night, Love. Stop writing, it’s late. Please rest more, my Milky Way.

James stood silently, trying to process Abraham's words. "James, understand that sometimes the true act of love is to give up that which we most desire. If you insist on keeping Meg by your side, without being able to offer her a future, you will end up suffocating her. It's not fair to her, or to you, or with Angelina," Abraham explained, approaching the boy with empathy and understanding. "I don't know what to do." "Do what is right."

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.

Something you could lose if you weren't careful enough but I was wrong. Love couldn't be bought. It couldn't be inherited. It couldn't be owned. It couldn't be traded and it certainly couldn't be forced. Love was a choice. A choice Alessia had made when she called Ambrose Dad. A choice Ambrose had made when he gave her the freedom to choose. A choice Nolan had made when he let me go. A choice I had made when I opened my heart again and standing beneath the Italian stars, surrounded by the life I never thought I would have, I finally understood the truth.

Aaron asked confused, staring at his sister in shock. "I though you were just joking back then when you said it, or you were just saying that for fun. You can't love me brother, how do you describe this as love. It's already enough that we are f!cking each other, under our parents roof, but don't try to add anymore to this. You cannot define lust as love, and what we have here, is just pure lust, not love." Alexia whispered yell.

She stared at the floor. Why did I love a man more than myself? she thought. If anyone asked, Do you still love Mr. Tunde Ajayi? she would still say yes. But what is love? “Love is patient. Love is kind. Love does not envy. Love is not puffed up with pride. Love is sweet…”