Alain De Botton On Love Novels & Stories

I'm happy it happened like this, just the two of us, no bystanders. "I love you." He whispers. I can feel his tip at my entrance and I tighten my knees on his hips. I cough suggestively, "excuse me?" I look him in the eyes and raise my eyebrows. "We're getting married, not making a baby yet." He chuckles at me and leans over me, reaching into the cabbinet next to our bed. I whisper at him to hurry, which he does. And in just mere seconds he fills me up like no one has ever done before. His love and his thunderjunk make me feel so high, I could touch Jesus his feet in heaven. Amen.

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

I said with a look of understanding in my eyes, I was really happy for him. “Yeah, you are right. Her name is Eva, Eva Watkins. I really don’t know how, but she’s got me wrapped around her fingers” Alvin explained with a gleeful face and excitement in his voice. “I totally understand,” I said with a smile “my man is in love, these are interesting times” I added knowing that Alvin once argued with me that there is no such thing as love back in our hay days. I had argued that love exist but it was difficult to find true love especially after Elaina.

She married someone else, and he married me. I loved Colin enough to accept that Sandy would always have a special place in his heart. I gave him everything I had for three years, and I thought our relationship was getting stronger. One day, he said, "Lue, let's have a baby!" I broke down in tears, feeling like my love finally paid off. I honestly thought he started to love me back. But what I heard today completely crushed that fantasy. Poor Baby Selwyn. He was so small and delicate when he was born; he only recently became all plump and rosy.

“Benedict, are you insane? It’s been three whole years. I’m finally about to marry the man I love! Who are you to tell me to call it off?” Tears of frustration sprang to my eyes. I had waited too long for Theodore. Secret love was its own form of torture, and I didn’t want to wait any longer. When our eyes locked, Benedict froze. He saw the tears on my face, then glanced down at the suit he’d worn without thinking, the one that just happened to match mine. A bitter smile tugged at his lips. He stepped closer, gently raised a hand to brush away the tear slipping down my cheek.

While getting out of the car, Carina suddenly asked Aster, "You wouldn't have married me if I had never saved your mother six years ago, would you?" Her question didn't seem to get much of a response from Aster. He was already thoroughly distracted by Stella and probably wanted nothing more than to teleport to her side at once. "Of course I still would have done that! We got married because I love you." "Really? It's that simple?" "It's that simple!" Carina suddenly laughed and decided to give up on Aster, who wasn't paying her much attention anymore anyway. She was going to give up on the man who couldn't even be bothered to focus while having a conversation with her.

After we all finished eating and was about to go home, Everett held me back for a private conversation. We went to the farthest and hidden part of their mansion where no one could see or hear us. “You don’t love her. You’re fooling yourself and Ivy,” Everett told me straightforwardly. “I have no choice. You see how mom and dad were excited for us to marry and give them grandchildren. Besides, Ivy loves me and I think I just need a matter of time to love her back.” “Love doesn’t come that way. You can’t force a romantic kind of love. Don’t do this. Look for Bella and win her back.”

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.”

For theirs was a love that transcended time and space, a love that would endure even the darkest of nights. As they drifted off to sleep beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, Kate knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their passion, their desire, and their unbreakable bond. And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, she knew that their love would endure for all eternity. As the night wore on, Elias and Kate's passion only intensified, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire and longing. Each touch, each caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.