Drowning In A Sea Of Love Novels & Stories

The water was warm and gradually heated up under Jaclyn Dills' lead, continuously washing over our bodies. With the hot sea water, I felt a different kind of passion. The sound of the waves in my ears, accompanying our rhythm, was like an exciting symphony. Jaclyn Dills' kiss was wet with a hint of seawater, fierce and intense, just like his movements, stirring up the desire within me.

he cried. I felt Lorenzo's shoulders shake as I stood there immobile. I shut my eyes tightly as I tried to stop my heart from sinking back in the mud. Two years ago, I was dreaming of this. Lorenzo, crying in my shoulders, apologizing and regretting all the d*mn things he did to me. Two freaking years ago, I imagined him crying his eyes out while confessing to me how much he loved me. It seemed to be just wishful thinking, but now that it was happening, those dreams had already vanished and I was no longer asking for it anymore.

Because of his sick words. He leaned closer. Brushing the tip of his nose against hers, he breathed her subsiding breaths which were tickling the skin of his philtrum and lips. “The destination where I’ll show you my love,” he closed his eyes as his palm received the light weight of her face. He smiled unwell, mumbling, “where there’s no limit of insanity, tesorino.” (Little treasure)

Patrick's face twisted with panic as he shouted, "Esmeralda Spencer, if you've got a problem, take it out on me. Don't you dare hurt Vicky!" The two of them looked at me warily, and anyone watching would have thought I had handed them a live grenade. The strong wind whipped my hair across my face, blinding me for a second. I brushed it aside and looked straight at Patrich. I said calmly, "This place is about to be completely underwater, and I just gave your beloved first love, Victoria, the only chance to escape. Shouldn't you be thanking me? If I wanted to hurt her, I would've drowned her before you even got here."

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.

Dian POV My hands slid down her arms, caressed her waist and went back up. Yas inhaled sharply as my palm covered her breasts beneath the water. Her head tipped back against my shoulder. "I love this.” she whispered. "That’s the goal.” I smiled against her damp hair and kissed just below her ear. My thumbs found her nipples, brushing over them slowly. She shivered, her whole body tensing. "Sensitive already?" "A little." She smiled softly with her eyes closed.

I sighed when I was done and felt a thick, warm liquid fill me up. It took me a moment to realise that Andre was coming inside me. He buried his face in my neck as he continued to thrust into me and I gently stroked his hair. "The way you squeeze me when you come is amazing," he whispered as he pulled out of me and I whimpered softly. "The way you fuck me is amazing." I ran my hands down his chest and noticed that he wasn't completely soft. "You're still active down there." "How can I not be after a certain someone I love said that he loves me back?"

I wished someone, anyone, would just look down and see another daughter bleeding out, waiting to be saved. The medical team rushed straight to Chloe, carefully dressing the cuts on her arm. No one noticed me dying in the corner. "A sensory episode is a critical emergency…" The voice faded. Then... nothing. I felt strangely light. Something was leaving my body. The pain was gone. I was floating in the air. I looked down and saw my body. The nineteen-year-old girl lay in a pool of her own blood, her face pale, with dried blood on her lips. Her fingers were broken, her nails caked with blood.

Cold and detached. Our contract sealing our fate. Love lost in a sea of hurt and regret. ###############

I was going down, then I submerged, sinking into the dark water below. I heard her ear-splitting voice shatter the night air. "LORENZO!" She rushed to the edge, peering into the depths, her heart racing. From the clear blue waters, I could see her panicking as she desperately searched for any sign of me. "Lorenzo! No! Come back!" Eva's voice cracked with fear and desperation. I continued to hear her cries, but I sank deeper into the water, surrendering to the darkness. My heart ached, but I knew this might be the only way for Eva to understand the depths of my love for her.