Amour Triangulaire Novels & Stories

Maybe It was because of the bond between her and Rome and because she was his true mate she had feelings for him. Feelings that could be debated. But oh, Rome was handsome. He was tall, huge, sexy, had a short hair he often packed to the center of his head but right now was at the back, and that hair hanging down right by his eye brow, she wanted to just run her hands in his hair, get lost in his eyes, kiss and hump him. She did not just think of that last part. She flushed. Stupid sexual desires. "Could you walk me around the garden?-- when you're done. I mean"

He needs to see her,, but all he sees is darkness. Jacky resembled a stray kitten. When he first saw the woman on the yacht sleeping while hugging her bag, he couldn't deny that her face was so innocent. Yes, he initially mistook her for a thief, but when he saw her face, which was pale and frail, he felt sorry for her. The girl was shy, and he sensed it. He also notices that it is always staring into his eyes, and he is frightened by it. Many people are enamored with his happy-go-lucky nature, but he is reluctant to say how he feels about his wife he adores. Stupid if stupid, but perhaps that's how he truly is when it comes to Amara, his wife.

Maybe she wouldn't have met Ron Diego in the first place and she wouldn't have been entangled in this crazy triangle that she was in. It had been years since she saw Lauren Miller and seeing her on he TV made all her rage and hate for the woman return. She did not know what was going on between Lauren and Ron but she knew on thing and it was that Ron loved her and she was in love with the man too and she was going to do everything in her power to win the man, the man was hers. It didn't matter to Sarah if Ron and Lauren were engaged, things break and that engagement was going to be one of them and she was going to be the one who would break it.

my voice trembled, betraying the calm I was trying to maintain. The tattooed man chuckled softly, a sound that echoed sharply in the quiet room. He took another step forward, grabbing the collar of my coffee-stained jacket. "Don't lie to me, Dewangga. I can see it in your eyes. I know you don't love my sister. I know how tortured you must have been standing at the altar and making false promises to protect your family's reputation." His words were like a dagger cutting through my mask. He pressed his body against mine, cornering me against the locked door.

She began to hear his voice, deep and resonant, drifting up from the lower floors – sometimes calm, sometimes sharp with command, but never without an underlying intensity. Her thoughts became consumed by him. Not out of affection, not out of desire, but out of a desperate need to understand the man who held her fate in his hands. She analyzed his every fleeting expression, every nuanced gesture. The journal had revealed Isabella’s love for him, a love that transcended his dangerous world. Amara found herself battling a terrifying, forbidden curiosity. Could such a man truly be loved? Could he truly love in return?

That sweetness was suddenly shattered. Damien stormed up to us, his face dark with rage. Without a word, he pulled me into his arms, his grip fierce and possessive. “Estelle!” He held me so tightly I could barely breathe. His voice cracked as he whispered harshly in my ear. “How could you let another man touch you? Estelle, how could you do this to me?!” His eyes were bloodshot, wild with jealousy and pain. He clutched me like a man drowning, as if letting go would destroy him.

I finished inside of her and she got off and laid on the couch next to me. "I love you" I looked over at her knowing i didnt feel the same way but i still said it back. I knew i loved Janet but Janet didnt love me back anymore. I knew i felt something for Marisol but i dont think it was love. Maybe it was the lust that has me feeling this way about her. We have great sex, Adventurous sex meanwhile Janet and i had Married boring sex. Janet was divorcing me and Marisol seemed to really care about me. I didnt know if this was me or the sex talking but i was actually picturing a future with Marisol. I had two babies on the way at the same time. I was angry at Janet for not giving me a chance for

Is that even though I’m unable to deny anymore that I’m in a stupid, idiotic, likely-to-get-me-killed love triangle with two dangerous men – the horrible fact of it all is that neither of them actually want me. Frankie – he’s been forbidden to touch me. And Christian! He has a girlfriend! A really pretty, very nice, very serious girlfriend! Whom I like! I groan, and cover my face with my hands, shaking my head, desolate and ashamed of myself for letting myself get into this situation. Two absolutely impossible men, giving me the scraps of their impossible affection. And I’m just…in the middle of it. There’s no way – no way at all – that this has a happy ending.

“Lookin’ like a damn snack!” “Wait, I thought you were avoiding them?” Liv asked. “Does this mean the love triangle is back on?” “It’s not a love triangle, Liv,” Audrey hissed. “But yes, it’s back on,” “Oooh!” her two friends were smiling mischievously and Audrey bit her lip to stop herself from smiling too much. “Whatever happened to staying away from the handsome devils and figuring out your future?” Mikey asked. “Why worry about the future when we can have the present?” Audrey shrugged and flipped her hair. She looked satisfied with her outfit, so she turned around to get some shoes.

Because for Axelina, her mother's health is the most important. “What information did you get today?” said Amar Trixeon in a flat voice. Amar sat in his oversized chair staring at one of his men who he told to find out about Axelina. A woman who looks normal when she looks at him. Amar feels challenged to get her, especially when he saw Axelina's very seductive body. He wanted to enjoy her, making Axelina satisfy his lust. Just imagining it made Amar Trixeon's junior harden.