Best Novels About Love Novels & Stories

‘It’s going to be okay, I promise’ she said reassuringly, but I knew it wouldn’t be. I tried to pull myself together, telling myself it was a loveless marriage after all. It was a loveless marriage, but I felt so betrayed and stupid. I felt so angry seeing that girl on top of him, I liked the way his lips felt against mine. I longed to be in his arms all day long, I thought of him every time. I replay the first time he kissed me in my head to remember how good his lips felt against mine. My heart skips a beat whenever I see him. I don’t think this is a loveless marriage anymore. I think I am falling in love with Aaron Carson.

I responded. "This your killer shape, I'm obsessed with it and your beautiful face. I keep wondering what is a goddess doing in a place like this," he said, admiring me with lustful eyes. Of course in the last two years since I started dating there has been no real love all they did was love my body. Not my heart, my soul or even intelligence. All of them loved my body and when I didn't agree to have sex with them there would be a break up soon, not out of anything I'm being accused of but just because I didn't feed their fantasies.

Bookstores are putting it on the bestseller table. "Always" becomes a bestseller. Not just a quiet success. But a real bestseller. A book that people are reading and talking about and sharing with the people they love. A woman at a reading tells Nadia: "Your book saved my marriage because it showed me that love is supposed to be work." And in that moment, Nadia understands that everything she's been working toward has landed exactly where it needed to land. The book is doing its job. The message is reaching people. The work continues.

As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home. And as they stood there on the rooftop, with the city spread out before them and the stars twinkling overhead, Celess knew that she had found the one thing she had been searching for all her life: a love that was thrilling, dangerous, and utterly irresistible.

Chapter Eight: Book True love isn't buying roses, giving gifts, cuddling or kissing, but it is the feeling that blooms in your heart, it is the longing of being closer to someone, it is the desire to share and understand. People tell me it's the best feeling, but I'm scared I'm going to get trapped.

I love you," darling. I then answered, "I love you too!." “Cheers to our anniversary!” Then his lips met mine gently, slowly and full of emotion. At that moment, the fluorescent lights, the paperworks , documents , emails and files all faded. All I could think of was the feeling of the warmth of the mouth on mine , the softness of his breath, and the way he made my knees weak, giving me butter flies in my belly. I pulled back feeling shy and my cheeks flushed.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

She recalled the day she and Sean were kissing intimately in the bathroom, with James standing even closer to them than she was now to him. Was James’s pain then the same as hers now, unbearable to the point of suffocation? No, his pain must have been even worse. So this was what love felt like. To love someone was to be unable to bear seeing others being close to them or claiming them as their own. But she had hurt James deeply, countless times. Like self-inflicted punishment, she stood motionless in the snow, staring at the darkened window. The next morning, Jessica and James left for the City Hall.

I was also slightly taken aback by its reaction. Like heck, really? Of all the reasons it could come up with, it had to choose that one? What does it think of me? That I'm one of those girls who went crazy over Dashiel? Ha?! Damn it—never in my wildest dreams would I ever fall for that guy. Yes! I admit I have feelings for him, but I never thought I would be one of those girls who fell for him. It's not a secret that many have fallen for him. But I never thought I would be one of them.

And they’re in your arms again. Think of the flood of emotions. The gratitude, the love, the joy. Think about how you thought you would never make love to them again… and now they’re right there in front of you, both of you naked, skin on bare skin? They say that all great literature is about sex and death. I can tell you this: impossibly great sex comes when you stare down death, and love wins.