Deeply Affectionate Novels & Stories

"Why would you say so when I care about you a lot?" "What does it mean to care about someone?" Kainene asked as if she didn't know the meaning of the word. "Care is an affection. It is a way of saying you are connected with someone else. Don't you know the meaning of it?" "I do know the meaning of it," Kainene nodded. "I just wanted to know how it felt like for someone to say that they cared about you because it seems like a huge responsibility for someone to carry on their shoulders."

Then he said, "Vane always spoke very highly of your father. It would have pleased him to see his territory go to someone worthy." And he left. I stood there and thought about the word *pleased* and the word *worthy* and my father at fifty-three and thirty wolves in a southern corridor that nobody talks about anymore. Then I turned around and looked at Lucian Freud who was watching me with the careful stillness of a man who knows the next thirty seconds will decide something. "Tell me everything," I said. "All of it. Every name and detail you have." He held my eyes. "And then?"

Penelope announced, walking me through the history of the place, whilst we threaded down the halls. "You're very particular about the details." I pointed out, she flung her head over her shoulder and smiled briefly. "I just have a good memory." She remarked in a quirky tone, and continued marching forward, staring intently at the walls. What could she mean by having a good memory? Perhaps she meant she kept records of the dates quite well. "And what of this vase?" I asked, staring at a crimson red vase with beautiful white roses idly sitting inside. "It was a gift I received from a lover." A deep baritone voice sounded from behind me, casting their shadow over me.

I felt myself near you more & more. When I think deeply about everything which is happened between us I realized that this is not only friendship. I realized that I am falling for you.. You are not only my best friend Annie. you are much more important than a friend for me. Now when I know that I am in love with you from the bottom of my heart. I don't want to hide my feelings from you. I don't know what was your decision. You are feeling same for me & not Are you ready to give us a chance or not ?

It was the depth of affection and longing that we both felt for each other. If any doubts were lingering about my feelings for Marius, they melted away within the heat we shared during those moments. And I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that I would willingly give my body to him over and over again. Because I loved him. I loved him deeply. And that love overflowed within me as Marius carried me to the other side once more. This time, with him by my side,.

But for you author , Love is sense of feeling safe and secure that her family provided her Most of the human thinks that love is a much more potent sentiment than a simple liking for a person and yes it's true , thats why , this sentiment overruled Abhimanyu's mind and made him to take actions against whatever he had for Taapur Taapur knew that ABHIMANYU is a complicatedly simple man who used few syllable to answer or express himself Taapur understand very well that Abhimanyu's love is complex . A complete package of emotionless , rough behavior , passion , Obsession , strong feelings of affection and attraction , protectiveness , warmth, and respect for her But for Taapur , Love is an unres

As the soup contained many herbs she eventually dozed off in Archer's arms . Archer ran his hand on her stomach as he knew she loved it . His lips gave kisses on her face and she snuggled more into his chest . "Archie ,I love you " she said and he bites his lip adoring his belle . "I love you my belle " he said kissing her lips .

Swati gasped " oh! Aarya." I closed my eyes. I didn't regret a word. Something had died within me and it wasn't just his baby. “I seem cruel, isn’t it. I got a very important lesson. Never follow your heart. It will entangle you in its affairs and by the time you realize it you will be in knots”. Swati said, “God Aarya, I'll kill him if I get my hands on him. I so hate him now”. I replied “Hate is a very strong emotion Swati. I don’t feel anything for him. Our love died along with our baby. Promise me you'll help me forget him."

"Thank you for initiating entry into mine and increasing its complexity exponentially. With that, Xender gave one last, prolonged kiss. Everything started with such a huge break from the norm. I couldn't believe this was the same man whose existence I once labeled as being unbearable. This man had completely captured my emotional core with no intention of returning it to my control. Affection is the most illogical construct. I, however, thrive on its unpredictable variables. I am extremely confident in my affection for Xender and its capability to be maintained for an indefinitely long time.

I spoke right inches before her lips as our foreheads were connected " I am willing to give us a chance, so please don't push me away again " "Never. " I whispered against her lips and devoured her lips, it wasn't a lustful kiss like last night. It was Real. Endearing. Enamoring.