Emotional Love Books の小説・ストーリー

I felt Thea’s eyes burning into me. “I will do whatever you command of me. Except…” I moved towards Thea. “I have tried not to love you. I know a little of how much pain this has caused you, although I know I could never truly know the full extent of it. I do not deserve you, that is clear. But I cannot reject you any longer. I feel as if I cannot breathe without you near me. My heart was black with sorrow watching you wed another. And I beg you now, despite me being undeserving, please forgive me. Please be with me. I need you more than I ever expected. I love you with every fibre of my being.” I knew how desperate I sounded, but I didn’t care. Pride wasn’t important to me anymore.

I also learned that they are found via eye contact or touch. When you have eye contact with your mate, you will feel your heart beat fast, everything around will be blank. You just see the mates face. In case of touch, sparks explodes throughout the body. I have definitely felt sparks, I feel it even now. But it is not as strong as what was said in the book. Maybe because I am a human, which leads me to wonder if Nyx felt it stronger. Of course he did. It's how a Zylian body works.

Even though his touch was cold and light, she still felt a hint of erotic warmth deep in her core. “I’m so sorry this happened, my love,” Nick began. “I should have known better. I haven’t been thinking straight since you got here.” “I’m so confused,” Alison said as she sat on the bed and placed her hand on Nick’s still body’s chest. Vanessa was right, he did feel cooler. “Ever since I got here, you’ve done nothing, but confuse me. You teased me with kisses and foreplay and then told me you didn’t sleep with virgins, only to do that exact thing a few days later while declaring you loved me. None of this makes sense. We only met six days ago. How can you say you love me?”

Nothing. I move on to the next day. The page is a little burnt on the sides. I try not to imagine what must have happened to the hand that held that diary. 2 July 2010 ‘I don’t know whether my love is shallow or unfounded since we have never talked. But unrequited, untold love is the purest form of love. There is no pretence in that.’

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

(Fuck off) I said sounding a little too mad wich only feed into them being right. “Our dear brother who swore he would never be capable of love doesn't know what to do with the woman who has him whipped and on top of that she doesn’t even know it and she is right outside these walls.” Matteo said, crossing his leg over the other leaning back placing his arm on the arm rest, having a damn smirk on his face. Enjoying this too damn much.

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I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

But thinking about killing him, thinking about his lifeless body in front of me with both my hands stained with his own blood, I don't know why there is a strange sting on my heart, it was as if it was clenched so hard that I had a hard time breathing because of the pain. I never felt this way before nor I dreamed of feeling this way. I never wanted sentiments. I never wanted emotions because I believe that it would not bring any good to me but will bring chaos instead. And now I realized why emotions, especially love is the most dangerous thing in the world. It can make you confuse to the point that you can't decide between what you want to do and what is the right thing to do. "If she is i

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