Euphoric Love Novels & Stories

I do not understand what you mean. - What are we? What is our relationship? -We are good friends. - Just friends? - Why the sudden question? "I just ... I don't want to get excited and fall in love without you feeling the same as me." "We get along, Amy, we have become very fond of each other and have become great friends."

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.

Krystal was there immediately and hugged me. Titian, on the other hand, first cleared the table, since he had understood that I no longer felt like eating. He and Krys were long past that. "You can't choose who you fall in love with. Love isn't a decision, love is just something that finds its way through the darkest of walls,” she said to me in a soothing voice. I couldn't help her either. Nevertheless, I said energetically: "Love is nothing more than for an ass". My friend chuckled at my statement, but immediately apologized to me, which I didn't blame her for. why? At least I had to suppress a smile.

Lexie dropped her trophy onto the soft sand, completely unbothered by the historic prize, and threw her arms violently around my neck. "Yes! Yes, a million times yes, Agatha!" she sobbed happily into my skin, pulling me down into a fierce, deeply passionate kiss that tasted of absolute freedom, vindicated sacrifices, and a love that had rewritten every single script to survive. Beneath the canopy of the French stars, with the roaring ocean witnessing our truth, our chaotic journey had finally reached its perfect, eternal masterpiece. The loose ends were beautifully tied, the toxic scripts were burned to ashes, and our real-life fairytale was officially forever.

Alex snapped as he called Jason again not before grabbing her again to his lap. "I will message you the address. Please come here morning. We will discuss what to do" Jason instructed and hang up the call. Alex didn't want anything else as he pulled her closer and didn't even let her have a second to manage his sudden attack. She looked at his eyes and felt that she still was enchanted by his blue eyes like the first time when they met in Goa. "I Love you, Honey" He spoke as he kissed her. "Jaan." She corrected him and this couldn't be more beautiful than this. She smuggled in his arms and hugged him to let the pain vanish

“I love you more my Luna Adamantem.” It was like music to my ears, something that somehow eased my painful heart. ALPHA ELEO’S POV When something good is being done as a surprise, it becomes satisfying indeed. I was in my high level of passion as I gave her every thrust that I longed to do for quite some time. We both reached that peak of blissfulness, and ecstasy that only we could share. I hugged her tightly as we finished and she hugged me tighter. And then, I heard her whisper, “I love you so much, Alpha Eleo.”

She couldn't focus on anything other than how her body reacted. “You’ll never find someone who understands you the way I do. Who loves you the way I do.” His words echoed in her head. That’s true, though. He knows her body chemistry more than she does herself. Kiara began to picture the kiss again, and gradually the feeling became a deeper, duller crimson, while her as yet unrelieved arousal rendered her hidden flower benumbed but still swollen.

His gaze softened as he wiped my tears away. I could feel the heat in my cheeks. My heart was frantically pounding in my chest when he leaned in. “I love you, Benedykta Rebel. I am utterly in love with you, and I am tired of fighting this feeling that keeps consuming me.” His lips met mine fiercely as I wrapped my arms around his neck. It was filled with raw passion and need.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."