Deeply Affectionate Novels & Stories

I will NEVER allow you to be with anyone but me Esme you need to understand you are mine and I will not let you go I know you love me why can’t you realise that. We are made for each other” I shake my head in a low whisper I tell him the cold hard truth “I do love you sampson” his eyes light up and he smiles from ear to ear “but not the way you love me. I love you as a friend son son but I am not IN love with you. I love my mate” he roars and stalks towards me “I am your mate now you wear my mark now and forever. Your mate will never take you now Esme have you thought about that” the seed has been planted I now start to doubt wether Perseus will take me with someone else’s mark. He can see

"When did you become like this? Rach only came to check on you out of kindness, and you told her to get out! How can you be so vicious? Apologize to her now!" Though I'd already made up my mind about leaving Cole, hearing him say that still sent a sharp stab through my chest. Vicious, huh? I never thought I would hear him use that word on me. I stared numbly at the two of them. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, and I shouldn't have acted that way." Cole's look of anger eased slightly, clearly satisfied with my apology. "At least you realize that you were wrong. If your attitude remains like this when Rach is all better, then we'll get engaged."

“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.”

he confesses, his voice filled with sincerity and affection. Overwhelmed by emotions, I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. "I love you too, Jacob," I reply, my voice laced with excitement and vulnerability, as I lay bare my feelings for him. There has always been this unexplainable connection I feel with Jacob, like a magical spark that sets him apart. And now, it's crystal clear to me that what I feel for him is nothing but pure love.

“Do you know why?” I shook my head. “Love, Catherine. Parents are biologically affectionate to their children. Love is innate to them.” I listened and watched him, astonished in silence. Even in the shadows of the dark bookshelf aisle, I couldn’t help but be amazed by his well-crafted face and by his mind that speaks of intellect. This was the beauty in intelligence that the Ancient Greeks and Aristotle often described. He was art that transcends timely standards--an amaranthine ethereality

I want to express my strong desire to be by your side, fully committed to providing you with an abundance of love and affection that you truly deserve. As Sophia's eyes welled up with tears, it was evident that her emotions ran deep. The glistening tears in her eyes mirrored the intensity of her feelings. Simultaneously, a brilliant and beaming smile appeared on her face, conveying her immense and all-encompassing feelings of joy and happiness.

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.

𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗔𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻—𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗕𝗵𝗲

The ceremony, steeped in tradition yet deeply personal, marked a turning point, a commitment to a shared future, bound by love, loyalty, and the promise of countless tomorrows. The cascade of emotions that surged through me was staggering, a surge of affection and connection that threatened to sweep me off my feet. Within this barrage of sentiment, the depth of my love for them was crystal clear, as was the intensity of their love for me. It was more than just an emotional realization; it was an almost physical sensation, a profound understanding that resonated deep within my very being.

“Yes… I like you… I like you a lot. “My phone is full of your photos. I have all your likes and dislikes written in my notes. I’ve pinned your chat to the top for over ten years. Every time you message me, I get so happy that I can’t sleep all night. I have also written many love letters for you. I’ll show them to you someday, okay?” Yvette had known Henry for eight years. This was the first time she saw him look so openly in love.