Dc Comics Novels Harley Quinn Mad Love Novels & Stories

“You’re like this iced-in little flame on the outside, but on the inside, you’ve always been so hot for me it’s like an extra pulsebeat, throbbing incessantly in your blood. I only have to look at you and you’re dead meat, moro mou. I’m your sexual master… always have been… always will be.” That self-promoting statement brought her lurching into a sitting position, pushing her tangled hair back from her face. “Well, you arrogant swine!” Electa heaved out. “Do you really believe that you are the only man to ever make me feel like that?” She turned her head to look down at him through the darkness. “Oh, my God… You do, don’t you?” Electa caught the mocking glint in his eyes. “You genuinely bel

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

I formed the intention to protest very clearly in my mind and then his fingers shifted the fabric and drove one finger into my wet dripping puxxy and the moan that came out of my mouth was not small or manageable. "Ahh…" "Your body is lying, Lia." His voice was rough against my ear, close, too close. "Tell me again how much you want to leave. Tell me you want to break up with me." I bit down on my lower lip so hard I could feel the pressure of my own teeth. He was moving too slow. I could feel how slow he was and it was deliberate and targeted and my hips were trying to change that equation entirely on their own and he was not cooperating.