Deeply Affectionate Novels & Stories

“I rarely joke when I’m in love, Pre. You’re beautiful, you’re smart, you’re affectionate, you’re empathetic…you’re original in all that you do. These are the things that attract me to yu…” “Please stop it, Pierre. I don’t want you to sound pathetic. You’re a man and a…” “I love you Pre. Just give me a chance to show you my intentions, please.” “A chance you say?” “Yes Pre, a chance with your heart.” “It’s been a while since I ate confectioneries, but these are great.” “I’m glad you love them.”

I wasn't stopping him as I was just feeling his unspoken or says unknown word to them "AFFECTION" Or its my hallucination? He is a man without heart.

"Has been since we were fifteen and she came out to me crying because she thought I'd hate her. As if I could ever hate Lisa. She's like a sister to me. That's all she's ever been." I felt my face flush even hotter, but now it was from embarrassment rather than jealousy. "Oh." "So all that affection you were getting worked up about?" he continued, clearly enjoying this now. "That's just how Lisa is with everyone she likes. She's a very physically affectionate person. It doesn't mean anything romantic." "I wasn't getting worked up," I protested weakly. "You were adorably jealous," he said, and now he was grinning fully. "Don't try to deny it. I could see it all over your face."

I yelled, and then reduced my voice to a whisper, “and yet, you don't know if you love me.” “Can't we just do without that word?” “No, we can't.” “Why?! What use is the word without action?! Why can't I show affection without having to say a word that is meaningless?” “Excuse me? Love is not meaningless. It's the highest and purest form of affection and declaration. It's that rare form of happiness you feel within because someone planted it there. It's essential. It's important.”

"Yeah." "I'm glad you said that. Love is not what you do or who you are or who you were. Love is not traded by barter, love is affection. Care. Unconditional affection that I choose to give to you for who you are, not who are capable of being or who you were, who you are. And maybe in the past you killed someone or you stole something, I don't care what it is. I just want you, I want to give you that life that I am feeling and from everything I experience when we are together I know that is what you want to give me too." "It is."

I break the kiss my nerves high. “I love you, more than I can ever express. But I’m afraid that this is all a dream and that I’m going to wake up from this beautiful dream soon. I’m scared you’ll get bored of my shit and throw me out. That’s why I push you away. I … ”I say and start crying again. There’s so much more I want to say but my emotions take over.

so affectionately, and she relishes the endearing term. Deep within her, Nora feels a strong attraction to Terry, a love that she keeps hidden in the depths of her heart. She doesn't reveal her true feelings, but Terry, in his own way, continues to remind her of his love and care for her. His actions and words consistently demonstrate his affection and dedication, allowing Nora to bask in the warmth of his love, even if she keeps her own emotions guarded for now.

in the search option. "Let's start with this!" He said to himself. It took a few seconds before the results showed themselves. Kyle felt this was too silly. "Love" didn't get his father anything after all. His father claimed he loved Kyle's mother but look where it got them now. Kyle felt like throwing his phone away but when he remembered he made a deal, he decided to hold on. He was a man of his word after all. He slowly read the results. The first one said "Love is a feel of deep affection towards someone or something". Kyle scoffed and when to the second meaning. "Love is a deep affection towards someone or something. It encompasses a range of strong and positive emotional and mental sta

In shorter words is also a deep, tender feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship or a sense of oneness. We all get at least three epic loves, or at least study shows that we do, the first love; childhood love. The all-consuming puppy love, The guy that was the first everything, the first crush, the first few butterflies, the first few blushes, the first few quickly things we do when we're too nervous to interact with someone because you're feeling something bigger than yourself the love that we think lasts forever — but eventually we grow apart we move on.

“That sounds weird to say. But I can only mention myself.” “It is a shame for you to say that I don’t love you in your own house and besides, I don't understand that statement. Doesn't love deals with two souls coming together to express their feelings to each other?" "Not in a real sense but that it is what it means." "So, why are you telling me now that I don’t love you?" "I didn’t mean it that way. What I mean is that, what you feel for me is basically affection. You don’t act as if you are interested in taking our relationship to the next level."