Novel & Cerita Fiction Love Story

LYNEXIA What Dimitri and I share true love. It is rare a time for wolves to be fortunate enough to meet their fated mate. Most wolves have to settle with their chosen mate whom they may eventually grow to love or not. But for Dimitri and I, it isn't the case. We are each other's first love. We are each other's fated mate. Our love story seems ripped out of a fairytale. Everyone basks in the glow of how special our love is. How a love story like ours only exists every hundred years, how we are destined to live eternity with each other.

His birthday was upcoming in some days. He wanted to spend his birthday with his love. But now he didn't want to see her face. The more you love someone the more you feel hurt. He was feeling needles prickled in his heart. He was suffocated by the thought of her loving someone else. And he was feeling enraged by her lies and fake care. She behaves as she loves him and she cares for him. He thought he was so lucky to have a loyal and loving girlfriend, but now he knew it was all just her lies.

" I walked closer to her grabbing her by the waist. Her small and gentle hands were on my chest. I leaned in to kiss her and she did the same. I felt our lips brush against each other for the second time. I lean down more now closing the gap between our lips. Her lips were so soft and she tastes amazing. I wanted to go deeper into the kiss so I licked the bottom of her sweet lips asking for entrance. Once she opened her mouth a little, I slid my tongue inside tasting every part of her delicious lips. I heard her moan a little and that turned me on. Her hands were now playing with my hair which for some reason made me groan in pleasure. We parted from our heated kiss and we were catching our

She shouted with excitement. A few moments later, grinning from ear to ear Elle continued to stare at the ring on her ring finger, "how long are you going to keep staring?" He rubbed the nape of his neck in embarrassment, "You love me beyond infinity?" She hugged him, he cleared his throat, he couldn't believe, he had said it on the spur of moment but now he was feeling embarrassed, "Aww that's fine, I love you beyond infinity too," She pulled his cheeks which were tinted pink, she then shifted her gaze at the roses, "Are they really 1000?" She asked.

But for the first time, she felt hope—a belief that maybe, just maybe, love could bloom in the unlikeliest of places. Their love story was unconventional, born from darkness yet striving towards the light. Sarah and Lucian faced their pasts together, finding strength in each other. And as they stood side by side, ready to confront whatever the future held, they knew that the feeling of falling in love was only the beginning of their tale.

“I don’t want eleven more months. I want forever. I want you as my real wife. No contract. No escape clause. Just you and me in this dangerous fucking life.” Tears pricked my eyes even as pleasure still rolled through me. “Then make it real,” I whispered. “I’m yours. Completely.” He kissed me deeply and started moving again, slower but intense. We fucked like that for a long time — raw, emotional, passionate. My moans mixed with his groans as we chased another high together. “Fuck— Lucien… I’m close again,” I whimpered against his mouth. “Come with me— please— ahh—!”

He broke the heated kiss and looked into my eyes, searching for something, I looked at his eyes too, he smiled brightly with tears still falling. " I love you" he whispered, I did not feel like talking not when my body is on fire, it is funny that he is the one who set my whole being on fire yet he is also the extinguisher, I larch on to his lips taking him by surprise, I tugged his T-shirt, he pulled away breathing heavily.

The parents of the couple didn't just let them do everything on their own, they also helped them out in so many ways, trying to make sure that the day of their children was a success. The day of the wedding ceremony came, and it was indeed an elaborate occasion in the history of Lovestar city. So many guests were invited, and there were a whole lot of wines to drink, and more than enough food to eat. Bryan and Angela were the happiest, all because their day finally came. So they danced and danced like never before, that it got to a stage that some persons began to think that they were drunk of wine, but only the couple knew the reason for their dancing that way. While some others began to sa

Together, they wove a tapestry of love, each thread intertwined with the others, strengthening their bond with every touch, every kiss, and every whispered promise. Their lovemaking was a symphony of sighs, moans, and the soft rustle of skin against skin. It was a celebration of their love, a defiant stand against the darkness that had threatened to consume Vivi. In this moment, they were invincible, their love a beacon that illuminated the shadows, rendering them powerless.

“Let them see. Let them watch how I love you. How I claim what’s mine.” She moaned, and her legs wrapped around me. And then I was inside her. We made love like animals under the moonlight—raw, aching, passionate. I kissed every inch of her, told her I loved her with every thrust, every moan, every breath. “Mine,” I whispered. “You’re mine, Lisa.” “Yes,” she cried out. “I’m yours, Vincent. I love you!” Those words made my soul explode. “I love you too,” I gasped, pounding into her harder. “So much… too much…”