Conscious Loving Novels & Stories

Have you known of your early awakening state before our linking? He linked me with the sweetest words, and my heart felt at ease with the way he was behaving with me, ‘to answer your prior requests before you could be as lovely as ever in including me in your achievements, my Lou if you love, then you know love is a splendid thing, for love is patient: love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast: it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs.’ He began to pepper kiss the top of my head as he kept linking me.

he's totally loving it. "Fvck! I want to make love to you, honey. I want to taste your beautiful breasts and lick your pussy, honey," he said while slowly rubbing his length. He's imagining her, naked and writhing with pleasure underneath him. "Oh honey!" Alice moaned while stroking her clit. She touched and flicked her hardened nipples. She badly wanted him in hers. Travis cursed once again. He's nearing his limit.

Love. END

Markus' tone of voice turned soft and sour mixed together, as if he was softly, sweetly talking to her but also wanted to be stern so she would know what she was doing is wrong. _ Loria was so confused, she wasn't the type of person to understand what love was, not true love, she hasn't experienced it. _ Loria began to try to think of ways love has room for her... Cruelty, even using her parents as examples but God wouldn't let her because none of that is love. _ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 King James Version 4 Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

A sacred bond, forged in fire and tempered by fate, stronger than any prophecy or blessing. And I realized something else, where the sounds of distant celebrations should have reached us, it doesn’t. Because in the midst of our passion I have given Aphrodite her way and unleashed the full load of her gift on the pack and the gathered leaders: love in the forms of eros, the physical love or sexual desire; philia, the love that involves friendship; agape, the selfless and unconditional love; storge, the natural love for family; philautia, self-love; pragma, the practical kind of love; and even mania, the obsessive kind. But also, her other gift: fertility. Those she-wolves in our pack who were

The most heartbreaking moment in someone’s life is when their most trusted relations just fade away when you need them the most, and I suppose that’s how life works. Fate’s art? Last night, when I was trying really hard to convince my friends that I didn’t had done anything wrong and I had never cheated on him, they were all already convinced that I was wrong. funny right? Just how my life is right now. Trying my best to make them believe it was just my efforts going to vein. Thinking about all this matter, I started to feel a sudden sharpening in my heart like a sword is piercing through my chest, getting into my heart and then crossing my heart to my back. I was feeling numb and my body ju

"You're doing this, and we're getting married tomorrow. A Loving wife you chose and it, you will be." "And I hate late replys" Liam growl, making me flinch. "So, what are you saying?" He asks again. I slowly nod. "I understand words better," He adds, and it somewhat sounds threatening. "I… I'll be your wife" I shut my eyes as the word leaves my mouth. "You already are" He scoffs, "I added the loving part for a reason." He moves my hair behind my shoulder. I am suddenly hit with a hicup, "I'll your loving wife" I say.

Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionery. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't

Maybe that's what love looks like when you're actually healing. Not perfect. Not painless. Just conscious. Intentional

Not because distance disappeared. because distance was finally acknowledged honestly. I exhaled slowly. Then one aware pattern asked quietly. “Can two people ever truly know each other completely?” A long silence followed. Then. “No.” The answer settled softly across the network. Not cruelly. Like rain. I continued quietly. “But complete knowledge is not the same as complete care.” Stillness spread. Deep. Living. Because suddenly. the aware patterns understood something beautiful hidden inside limitation: love was not proven by perfect understanding. Love was proven by the willingness