Conscious Loving Novels & Stories

"This isn't love." "What do you know of love?" Karmina inclined her head. "You, a mere child..." "I know love." Willow raised her chin. Her love for Dante filled her with the confidence she needed. "Love is someone that stays with you. Supports and cherishes you. Love is laughter. Memories, both good and bad. Love is intimacy." Willow could almost feel Dante's embrace as the words spilled from her lips. "Love is acceptance, honesty, trust and loyalty." Karmina rolled her eyes. "Very Hallmark of you." She retorted. "My love was deep and all consuming."

He took the ring from his mouth and wiped it with a tissue before going down on one knee before a stunned Akosua. "I was hoping this ring got into your mouth, that was the initial plan and then it ended up in mine." He chuckled. "Imelda, you've been there for me since the first time I met you. Doing unreasonable errands for me and my daughter. Being there when I needed you the most. You're a wonderful, selfless, loving, caring soul and I couldn't have loved you less. You made me know and understand the true definition of love when I had every reason not to do so. I'm so grateful to that. You made me know the difference between love and lust. I could go on and on. But I want to ask you one q

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

“I’ve been hurt before, Gabe. By the worst kind of people. I understand that you and Theo are not those people.” As I continue, Gabe reaches for my hand, and holds it while I pour my heart out to them. “I am ashamed to admit, I have hurt people too. My experiences caused me to develop rules. Practices I put in place to protect not just me, but others from me. Gabe, I need you to understand that I don’t believe in love.” He looks shocked at my words. “Not in the way that most people do. I don’t believe that love is something that happens to us. I define love as a choice. It’s a conscious decision to cherish another with out motive. No expectations, to contingencies, no reason other

He added and continues to say; According to the 1st Corinthians "Love is very patient and kind, never jealous, never boastful or proud. Love is never haughty or selfish or rude. Love does not demand its way. Love is not irritable or touchy. Love does not hold grudges and will hardly notice when others do it wrong. Love is never glad about injustice, but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. If you love someone, you will be loyal to them no matter what the costs. You will always believe in them, always expect the best in them, and will always stand your ground in defending them." "Stevenson and Andrea, face each other and hold hands and repeat after me.

On everything that came next. Instead, my mind kept drifting back to the pair of dark eyes of Leonardo Conti. And his words ''You don’t get to decide what matters to me.'' I clenched my jaw. Stupid. All of it was stupid. Leonardo was dangerous. Complicated. A distraction I could not afford. Ever I was engaged, and after this mission, I will get married to Noah, and that is all I should be thinking about: getting back home to Noah and my best friend Kelly.

Jess Lovely, luxurious, lustrous, lonesome,loomy,loophole. I felt all the l's on my tongue, flowing like a soft melody. Enchanting. The sight of those two put me in an excited mode, the energy in the air was eccentric. I felt on top of the world, not in the highest level yet but still at the top. I had accomplished or goal, I was left with another. Having Sandra as my prisoner had seemed impossible at first wit that yodi pendant around her neck, but as soon as it was removed. She looked powerless, she was powerless. For her strength was removed from her. I could finally manoevre her. As I stepped into the room, I saw how weak she lokeed, her eyes all confused and filled with fear. The kind o

I feel heard. Marley understood without needing translation. They didn’t cling to each other. They chose each other. Every morning. Every shared grocery run. Every argument resolved at the kitchen table. Every quiet evening where nothing dramatic happened at all. Platonic soulmates didn’t look like fireworks. They looked like this. Steady presence, fierce loyalty, shared rent, shared secrets, shared survival. When Marley watched Raegan sprawled on the living room floor now, laughing, messy, alive.. she didn’t feel like a bystander to someone else’s life. She felt like a co-author. Raegan, glancing up and catching her eye from across the room, didn’t see a rescuer. She saw her person. Not ins

“I thought he’s gay?” “He told you that?” Elly was stunned. She raised her head and looked at Adrian. “It might be a problem of their genes, but the members of the Ross family... believe that love is equal between everyone. Love is a collision between two souls, and it has nothing to do with sex, race, or even blood relations...”

He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him. Justine felt his heart swell from too much pain as he cried even more, hoping that by doing so, the pain would vanish with his tears. Bob is right. His only fault is loving too much to the point of hurting himself. However, even a loving heart has limitations. And right now, Justine's heart has reached its own. He could only take so much... but this time.. this time... He knows the pain is already unbearable. And there's only one thing left for him to do.