Davichi This Love Novels & Stories

"You will forever remain in my heart, Gabby. My love for you is dateless…Brian." Gabrielle read out loud. She fixed her eyes on the inscription and tears began to drop from her eyes. "He is in love with you? Gabby, I thought he is gay!" Agatha said.

"Don't be afraid my sweetheart. I am your friend, people call me Dolly" "Step back, go.... go away!".she got brood. "Ok fine, Listen to me" before he came closer she threw ice cream on his face. in reflex, it step back and Sarah got a chance to close the window. "Listen to me, dear" He smiled while cleaning his face and start tapping on the window giving it a musical rhythm. Due to the closed window voice came slow but it was obvious he was singing a song.

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

I giggled as he placed short kisses on my neck too, making my back arch to accommodate him. He got up from the sofa then he bounced my body up, and I put my legs around his hips while he carried me to his room, our soft laughter echoing in the air. Davian kicked his bedroom door open and walked to his bed. Davian laid me on his bed, and stared at me intensely making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. “Butterfly, the more I look at you the more I fall in love with you.” Saying that he leaned to place his lips on mine. I closed my eyes to kiss him back slowly.

Carter, still catching his breath, steadied himself and locked eyes with Misty. "Misty, what are you doing?" he asked. Misty's expression was heartbreakingly sorrowful. "Darling, I don't want to divorce you." "So, you've chosen this way to force my hand?" Carter clenched his fists tightly as he looked at her. He had always known that Misty carried an extreme and obsessive type of love for Zach. At one point, he had even envied and longed for that kind of devotion. But now that he was the subject of that obsessive love, he felt suffocated.

"The thing you named. Love. I was constructed to acquire. Not to feel." "I know." "I'm attempting." "I know that too." He wrenches back. His hands frame my face. His eyes are wet and fierce and blazing with something I finally recognize. Not terror. Not exhaustion. Hope. "I meant what I articulated," he says. "Before everything imploded. Before the records and the board vote and the threats. I love you. I don't possess the skill to be tender at it. I don't know how to be soft. But I love you. That piece is real."

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The truth, laid bare and unsoftened. Owen sank back down onto the bed as if his legs could no longer hold him. His chest ached in ways he didn’t know were possible, like grief was pressing outward from the inside. For the first time in years, he saw her not as the woman he’d grown accustomed to, but as the woman he’d failed to love properly. Even from his own indifference. “I didn’t know how to love you right,” he whispered, shame threading through every word. “I know,” she said. Her voice was kind. That somehow hurt the most. “And for a long time, I accepted that. But I don’t want to survive in love anymore. I want to feel it.”

“Of course I do.” “You do? That is why!” Davon hugged me, “ Your love freed me. That’s the cure to my curse. True love!” True love? Oh, shit, I love Davon? Oh, my God, I’m on love with Davon! Earlier I felt immense fear of losing him that I could gave up my life here in outside world just to be with him. “Thank you, Mia!” Davon showered me with kisses. “Wait, so does it mean you are never going back inside the notebook?”

His voice filled with emotion and passion. I smiled at him and he placed his head on mine. "I love you, Ava Nicholas and I'll never stop loving you," He said and with that, engaged me in another mind blowing kiss. Deep. Passionate. Intense. And all the uniqueness, his lips has always entailed, as he poured out his love to me. **** **** **** **** The next morning, Dahviel and Davina were up earlier than usual. "Mum, where's dad?" Davina asked, as she walked down the stairs with her brother right behind her.