El Amor Y La Locura 소설 & 이야기

“But it doesn’t make sense, Manuela! If she loved me, why would she want to kill me? What kind of love is that?” Isabella flinched at the anger in his voice, but she understood his frustration. She had been wondering the same thing. “It wasn’t love, Luciano,” she said softly. “It was obsession. People who love don’t do what she did. Dora wasn’t in love with you; she was obsessed with controlling you, with making sure you couldn’t be with anyone else, especially not me.”

She leaned closer to Lucio's ear, her voice gentle yet husky as she said firmly, “Lucio, I love you too, and I will always love you.” In response to Selena's words, Lucio kissed her forcefully. After Selena finished speaking, Lucio hesitated for a moment, then held Selena's head in his hands. Like a wild beast, he passionately kissed Selena, licking and sucking on her tongue, it seemed like he wanted to suck away Selena's soul.

I grip his face hard, kissing him back with the same savage need, the same ruthless dominance. There’s nothing soft about this. This isn’t lust. This isn’t love. This is raw. This is burning hot. This is fucking war. This fire, this chaos, this fucking madness. It’s as violent as a winter storm and just as merciless. A forest fire with no end, devouring everything in its path. Even if it’s wrong. So fucking wrong. And the worst part is, I hate that I love it. We are enemies. We’ve crossed lines that can never be fixed.

"I… I could… everything…" Lucifer leaned in closer, foreheads together, and his hold on Allistair firm without budging, possessive. "Yes, I know Amor Meus, you could. But not like this. You are alive. Alive, and I am here. And I will hold you… through all of it. Through every pulse, every drop of blood, every scream." The book pulsed violently, responding to both of them, shadows flickering across its pages, whispering destruction. But Lucifer did not falter. He let Allistair tremble against him, allowed the chaos to bleed through, but anchored him with a devotion so complete it bordered on obsession.

he thought of his lover’s name once. His heart pounding wildly once more as he smells the strong sweet scent that is so familiar to him. She’s close by. In his mind, Ambrogio drew a smile. He was thinking about his lover. A lovely, beautiful lady with a lovely smile on her face. The mere thought of Selena made him more delighted and excited for the time when they would meet again. “After many years, I will see you again, my love.” His entire body ached for Selena’s warm touch as joy, desire, and lust engulfed him. He desperately wanted to feel her, which drove him insanely to want to touch, own, and feel her again after a hundred years.

I hissed after her, my face inches from hers. My Alpha scents exploded, not the soft one that always seemed to follow Ronan, but the sulfur that choked my enemies to death and comes with the promise of retribution. “You just inching closer and closer to the edge of your sanity, stop looking for excuses to justify your inability to make me love you this is not love this is obsession and you don't even know it is that.” I twisted her arm behind her back, as I propelled her forward. “ Kieran! Let me go!” She trashed , her eyes widened with a frantic desperate kind of hatred in her eyes. “You are protecting her! I know she wants to steal you from me!”

I made sure to take a lot more time doing my makeup and hair too. I’ve watched hundreds of romantic movies of when the girl and the guy reunite after a breakup, misunderstanding or whatever. I’ve seen their smile, from ear to ear, their warm and long embraces, their bubbliness coming together like two big waves crashing into one other. So happy. I wouldn’t have ever imagined that I’d one day be living my very own similar episode, but in real life. I’d be hugging my Yoké, seeing him again, holding him! Okay, maybe not really because I read that visitors are supposed to keep hugs short and to refrain from other sorts of physical displays of affection. But then it didn’t change the fact that I’

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

LUCIA This was a dream. It had to be. None of this was real. None of it should be real. But to my dismay, it was. It was real. Alejandro’s lips crashing against mine hadn’t been a dream, it was really happening. And I was standing here doing nothing. My body was still, my mind was hazy, my expression was that of shock. My arms went limp, the phone slipped out of my hands. It hit the floor with a loud crack, but I barely noticed.

The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated the peaceful scene before her - Liam and Lola lay fast asleep in their beds, their gentle snores a soothing balm to her frazzled nerves. Amour's breath escaped in a sigh of relief as she approached their beds, her hands reaching out to touch their warm faces. "My babies," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. Just as she felt her anxiety dissipate, a faint creaking sound came from the window. Amour's heart skipped a beat as she turned towards the canning of the darkness outside. *********** The window was open, the curtains billowing in the night breeze. And on the sill, a small piece of paper fluttered, a message scrawled in