Drown In Your Love Novels & Stories

Ava whispered and a lone tear escaped both of their eyes. "Every day, I'd died a little inside seeing my mate in someone else's arms. I always feel this heart-slashing pain in my body and soul, every time you are with her. Your every kiss on her body feels like acid on my body. When she screams in ecstasy, I have always screamed in agony. Everyone thinks of me something. They think I'm happy or some thinks I'm pathetic that my mate loves someone else but, little did they didn't know I was drowning. Drowning in darkness. I had always loved you, always. But, never thought I would lose myself in loving you," Ava whispered while lying on the ground. Her head was spinning and she can feel black d

My mind went blank, and can't process for a second or so, and when it finally works again, it was like loading an Internet site slowly due to the poor Internet connection. My mouth fell open as I realized, I actually wanted to do those things to Dion, and that I am fantasizing about him. And what makes my jaw drop, even more, is when his eyes slowly open, and I swear, as the color of his eyes showed, I feel like I am slowly drowning. But instead of saving myself, I chose to be drowned. And when his ocean eyes finally laid on me, I know I am already drowned and cannot be saved anymore. "Sweetheart, you're here."

"Don't talk about it like it's already gone. Like you're already gone." I closed my eyes, fighting back tears. "I'm right here." "Then be with me," he said, rolling suddenly so I was beneath him, his weight a comforting pressure pinning me to the mattress. "Be with me now." The desperation in his voice triggered answering need in me. I pulled his face down to mine, kissing him with all the emotion I couldn't express in words , all the love and fear and grief and hope tangled together in my chest. His response was immediate and fierce, mouth moving hungrily against mine as his hands slid under my sleep shirt. I arched into his touch, my body already conditioned to respond to him, heat bloomin

I found myself saying whatever came into my mind "Ooh no. It's not weed, my dear." He said, moving to the side before me, caressing my cheek, "its love. I am drunkard in love with you" I tried to push him away, but he was too heavy. He stunk of alcohol. My body gave way. "What have you done to me?" I asked in a confused state

I powered off my phone, pulled out the SIM card, and flushed it down the toilet. I would never see it, Gabriel. You would never have my love for the rest of this lifetime.

“But I was too much of a coward to admit it. “If I admitted that I loved you… if I admitted that I had feelings for the girl I raised—how could I face your parents? “They were my best friends. They trusted me like a brother. How could I fall in love with their daughter? “I was a coward. I was too afraid to face what was between us. His voice cracked. “I told myself it was wrong. That your love for me was nothing more than admiration. That you’d grow out of it. “So I lied to you. I staged the engagement. I forced myself to be with Wendy, thinking it would make me forget you.” A bitter chuckle escaped him. “But I never did. Every single moment, every memory, every second spent with you—it neve

I heard Jonathan's sobs behind me, but I didn't look back. When the welcome speech for the event ended, I was invited to say a few words on stage. As I took my place, the lights converged and fell on me. Half a year ago, I was trapped in a loveless marriage and played the role of a wife whose heart was broken by her husband every night. There was a time when I thought I wouldn't make it through to see the next day. However, I hadn't realized how big the world was until I left Jonathan, the root of all my sorrows.

​The vacuum funnel above the transit yard howled like a dying beast, tearing pieces of corrugated iron off the warehouse roofs and launching them into the black sky. The air pressure dropped violently. Vivian’s ears popped, a sickening pressure building behind her eyes as the atmosphere threatened to rip the oxygen right out of her lungs. ​And still, Marcus didn't let go. His bloody fingers dug into the leather of her boot with a demonic, desperate grip. ​"If I drown... you're coming with me," Marcus choked out, a grotesque mix of blood and rain splashing across his bared teeth.

And in that sacred moment, as the stars shimmered above, their lips met in a tender kiss—a kiss that spoke of a thousand lifetimes and a love that defied the constraints of time. In that kiss, they found a respite from the world, a sanctuary where their souls merged and danced in perfect harmony. It was a moment of surrender—a surrender to the unyielding passion that had guided their journey, a surrender to the realization that their love was a force that could move mountains and heal wounds.

[Lincoln] With my pulse drumming in my ears, I bolt out of my seat, every noise fading beneath the roaring waves of the ocean. My mind hones in on one thing—my wife…drowning the water. Fuck. What was she thinking? Without hesitation, I dive in, my body slicing through the surface as cold water engulfs me. A figure is sinking lower, deeper. My muscles burn as I push forward, lungs tight, heart slamming against my ribs. I reach out, my fingers wrapping around an ankle before I shift to grab her waist.