Best Selling Love Story Books Novels & Stories

"Mmm... you are so hard for me." Ryan groaned loud, hips lifting. "Fuck, Megan... your mouth is driving me crazy, I love you so much." He pulled her up and slid into her in missionary, eyes locked. "Feel how deep I am, baby, this is us." They made love in every position, slow and passionate but burning with need. "I love you, Ryan... fuck me deeper," she moaned as he took her from behind, kissing her neck and rubbing her clit. "Yes... right there... mmm, your cock feels so perfect inside me!"

He kissed her neck, her jaw, her lips—pouring three years of missing her into every touch. Pyhna’s pleasure built again, steady and powerful. She clenched around him, nails lightly scratching his back over his scars. “I love you, Fabian. So much.” “I love you too,” he growled, thrusting deeper. One hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit in gentle circles. She came again with a shuddering moan, pulling him over the edge with her. Fabian buried himself deep, groaning her name as he spilled inside her, hot pulses filling her completely.

Nana Spending nights thinking about a masseur you met just once was a bad habit. But when have I ever said I had a good habit? I had always dreamt of being touched every day by different men. I didn't like being touched twice by the same man, variety was the only thing that kept me interested— so I tended to book different masseurs every single time I went for a massage. But Conan's hands felt so good, they were an addiction I didn't want to break. For the first time, I wanted only one pair of hands on me.

Diego said, breathing hard. "When were you going to tell me?" I muttered with tears rolling down my cheeks. "What do you mean, Savannah?" He asked quickly. "Don't pretend like you do not know what I'm talking about," I said again, quietly, not looking at him. "You never told me you and Miranda were a couple. Then why did you marry me? To ruin my life when you already had someone you were in love with?" I asked with tears rolling down my cheeks this time. Diego paused, like he was deep in thoughts. "That's not true, Savannah. I was never in love with Miranda," he replied.

“I like it.” Something about the way she said it, the warmth, the certainty, hit me harder than I expected. My chest tightened, words slipping out before I could stop them. “I love you.” Her eyes widened slightly. I rubbed the back of my neck with my good hand, nervous laughter bubbling out. “I know that’s probably too soon to say that.” She smiled slowly, the kind that felt like sunrise. “For a romance writer,” she whispered, stepping closer, “it’s never too soon.”

Finally, I asked him in a low voice. "I want you...I want to make love with you beautiful..." He tightened his grip in my waist and whispered in my ear. I blushed red by his shamless words and my heart skipped a beat and my eyes widened in disbelief. He is not that man whom i seen for those two years of our marriage life. How did he changed overnight??? What will be the reason behind this change??? Did he got afraid of grandma??? Does he like to humiliate me in this way??? All these question ran in my head one by one but to say the truth i really don't have a single answer for all these questions.

he whispered, wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her to sit on his lap. His breath hit her cheek, slow and measured and she felt something rising in her as her hands held on to his firm chest for support. Her heart pounded as he pulled her closer. She used to hate how her body reacted when he gripped her, and how \his voice turned velvet when he was in control. Now she knows she was just a lovesick fool. “You’ve got too much nervous energy in that body, mi amore,” he murmured into her ear, bringing her out of her wild thoughts.

With every passing day, Lily and Emily's bond grew stronger, nurturing a love that would withstand the test of time. Lily and Emily's love story left an indelible mark on the world. Their unwavering belief in themselves and each other ignited a revolution of self-acceptance and love. Their legacy extended far beyond their own lives, as the ripples of their love continued to spread, touching the hearts of countless individuals. Their story became a bestselling book, capturing the hearts of readers around the globe. It inspired movies, art, and even a musical that celebrated the beauty of self-acceptance and the transformative power of love.

For now, all I can do is say that "I love you more than anything" The best love stories are those that happen unexpectedly, with people we never imagined and in unusual places. These love stories are the ones that had everything to go wrong, but they did. They happen on that day when we weren't even going to leave the house, but by chance we decided to change our plans.

“Sorry, but you can’t leave. If only I’d known you were here sooner, I wouldn’t have bothered you about—” He stopped when I shook my head and tears spilled down my cheeks. He rushed to me, stroking my back. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” I sniffled and looked up at him, pointing to my chest, right where my heart beat. “It hurts… I’m just so upset. Why are you forcing me to marry that man? Don’t you understand I don’t want it? Don’t you love me?” My voice cracked with hurt. He shook his head repeatedly and reached to touch my arm, but I pushed him away.