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He asked my mum. She raised her head up smiling proudly, "ofcourse I told you. Lee is in Love." Dad and Bella looked at each other then visibly shuddered. Mom and I rolled our eyes and Mafe asked, "What's in Love and why is Leelee in it?" We all exchanged glances before Bella speaks up, reading off her phone. "One, its a feeling of strong or constant affection for a person. Two, attraction that includes sexual desire." Dad and I started coughing, Mum glared at Bella while Mafe rested her hands on the table listening to Bella with apt attention. Bella smirked and continued, "the strong affection felt by people who have a romantic relationship. A person you love in a romantic way. Aaron's in i

She wasn’t just healing from the emptiness, she was becoming full. And the wildest part was that she was doing it for herself. Not to be more lovable. Not to be chosen. Not to be easier to stay with. Just because she could. Falling in love with life again didn’t feel like fireworks. There were no grand declarations or dizzy highs. It felt more like candlelight. It was steady, flickering... warm. A slow burn instead of a blaze. Something that could last. Bryer may have lit the match with his presence, with his quiet attention and careful words but she was the one fanning the flame. She was the one choosing to keep it alive.

Rich people like them could certainly do something like that, hiring detectives or so on to get someone's background information. "You know what love is? Something you are deeply attached to, something that keeps you loyal even though you are hurt. That was terrible; my mother really loved my father," Bella said quietly. The girl smiled bitterly before finally returning to enjoying her fried rice. Louis smiled faintly. He felt sorry for Bella; it seemed like the definition of love for that girl was pain.

“Not in the ways that count. Loving you isn’t about one single thing. It’s all the little things that make up who you are: your loyalty, strength, and devotion to the people you care about; not to mention, you’re an incredible lover.” “I wasn’t searching for compliments,” she mumbled, wishing she’d never started this conversation. Figuring everything out was like fumbling in the dark, looking for a light switch to illuminate the way. Only, what she needed wasn’t visible to the naked eye. It was in her heart, and Emily already knew who belonged there. “I know,” Ace said, leaning in for a kiss. “Another reason why you’re so damn sexy. You don’t expect praise, but I’m happy to give it. Now you

he asked curiously. Benjamin frowned faintly. Truthfully, he hadn’t thought too deeply. He just followed his heart. With Amanda, he was happy—that was all. Throwing the question back, he said, “What about you? Tell me.” Robin smiled. “I think love is about two people conquering each other, yet keeping the flow steady. There will be sweetness and sorrow, hardship and joy. But most importantly, it’s about the warmth you give one another—the warmth of home. A place where you feel safe, secure, and you belong. That’s what I believe.”

I lost my home because of that fucking love! I lost the person I loved the most because of that fucking 'beat' that she's talking about! I can't let myself suffer from the same ordeal. I'd rather be alone than to experience love. I've seen a lot of people die because of love. And I'll never be one of them.

Love gives you happiness, but when it fails it will make your life miserable. Love gives you strength, but when it fails it makes you weak. Love gives you delight, but when it fails it will leave you in tears. Love will cherished you, but when it fails it will leave you wounded. Love will protect you, but when it fails it will neglect you. Love gives you a positive feeling, but when it fails it makes you hostile. Love gives you warmth, but when it fails it makes your heart cold.

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.

Truly love him. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Victor reached for me again. "Come with me, Zoe. Believe in me. As long as I'm alive, I'll protect you—all of you." It was as if I had touched a deadly virus. My ability lashed out at him. Victor's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively released my wrist. I took the chance to step back two paces. "Zoe, have you completely lost your mind? He's a zombie. Do you really expect a zombie to love you for real?"