Deeper Love Inside Book Novels & Stories

We let out moans while we kissed. He reached down grabbing his dick and placed it inside of me. Slowly thrusting in deep, burrowing his head in the crook of my neck kissing and sucking my neck as he moved inside me. His hands trailed my body, wrapping my legs around himself, he lifted me by the butt and began thrusting deep and hard. I moaned when he gave me another orgasm as he kept hitting my inner-center. This is mad!!! The difference between having sex, and getting real fuck is all clear to me now.

Suddenly she felt her wrist being pulled from behind, his lips then crashed into hers, knocking the air out of her lungs, their lips passionately sought the taste of one another, cupping his hand on the back of her neck, he pulled her closer, she clutched his shirt as she clung to him; love, need, despair, desperation, all tender emotions were poured into their last kiss. Breaking the kiss, he gazed into her eyes and whispered, "I love you," before she could reply she felt herself being pulled inside the portal, the image of her beloved disappeared as the portal closed in front of her eyes and she found herself slipping into the darkness.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

And if, somewhere along the way, you saw pieces of yourself reflected here, your fears, your hopes, your stubbornness, your capacity to love—then I hope this book reminded you of something important: You are allowed to want deeply. You are allowed to choose love again. You are allowed to grow beyond who you used to be. Stories end, but love doesn’t. Brielle and Jaxon’s lives continue beyond these pages—in morning coffees, family dinners, quiet nights after the kids are asleep, laughter echoing down hallways, and love that deepens with time. And maybe, in some small way, their story will continue with you too. If this book made you smile, cry, sigh, laugh, or stay up far too late reading “jus

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

" the priest asked me again. "Yes, I will." I replied, smiling, of course. Then the priest turned to Alma and asked her the same questions. Her eyes were glued to me as she took her vows. People say, To love someone deeply, gives you strength. But being loved deeply gives you courage. I think I agree with that. Even the Bible In 1 Corinthians 13 verse 17 'Love never gives up, never loses faith, it is always hopeful and endures through every circumstance. Love is the beauty of the soul. *******

And it meant everything. She tucked one foot beneath her, the familiar fabric grounding her as she glanced down at the book again. The margin notes. The faint crease on the cover. The ghost of someone else’s love for it, layered now with her own. “I haven’t felt like myself in a long time,” she admitted, surprised by how easily the words came. How ready they were. “Like I’ve been… dimmed. Muted. But this..” Her fingers pressed against the cover. “This makes me feel like pieces of her are coming back.”

This kiss was different from all the kisses we had before. It was deep and passionate. It was as if he wanted to devour me. I felt his body's reaction, but I had no time to think about that at all. I was engrossed in the kiss, and my knees weakened. I had long forgotten about those people in the capital. All my heart and soul was on the man before my eyes. I had no idea how long it went on before James let go of me. His voice was husky as he said, "It's getting late. You should head to bed. Good night, Leah."

But like a curse etched into his soul, a desperate cry torn from the deepest part of him. And that I love you breaks me. Makes me tremble inside. Because it’s real. Because after everything, we still know how to love. My tears mix with sweat. My nails dig into his back. And my body collapses into his—wrecked, delirious, full. We stay like that, breathing the same air, drenched in desire and in that heat that’s no longer just lust, but something deeper. More lasting. A fire that won’t go out.

Charlotte got out of bed and began to walk to the mini library that Amando had in his room, Charlotte liked the idea of reading to her little girl every night, since she never felt affection in that way in her parents and she wanted her little girl, despite not having a father, to never need to be affected by anyone else, she grabbed the story of the rabbit and the hare and went to the chair that was there in Amanda's room, she opened the book from the beginning and in a calm and very nice way she began to read it all to her daughter. Charlotte loved reading and anything that involved reading even though she had not finished her studies, she was an intelligent woman and read more than anyone