Fist Of Love Novels & Stories

Rachel was the first to recover, she pounced on him hugging him tightly in front of all the people there, she couldn't care less about her image, how could she let him go, she had firmly believed that fate would bring them together again, and it had brought them together again. Tears were flowing down her face as she had hugged him tightly refusing to let him go, as if he would run if she left him, smiling bitterly he also hugged her tightly, there was no need for them to say anything to each other as they both knew how they felt towards each other so there was no need to say the words.

Love and family. THE END

I said hoarsely as I rested her back against the wall. "I want this… So much," Felisha whispered. That was all I needed to pull her gown over her head, I threw it to the floor carelessly with my lips reconnecting back to hers. Felisha groaned when my hand trailed to her thighs, her hand creeping under my shirt just to touch my broad chest. “fuck , I love you Felisha,” I grunted when her hand pressed my nipple teasingly. “I love you mo… Ah!” Felisha gasped when his hand met with her core.

He offers her his bloody hand and she links her fingers through his. My eyes instantly well up. I didn't think we would see Fiadh find a love match this early on, but she definitely has and her choice won his match. I am so happy for her. I look over at the rest of my friends to find them on the verge of tears too, even Xiu looks overjoyed. Fiadh has found her forever. "You're hurt," she whispers, and he smirks at her like a bad boy. "Worth it," he whispers before kissing her hand.

“Sir, I am only your waiter and nothing more” Liam gasped as the man pulled him towards him. “Excuse me?! What do you think you're doing?!” The man chuckled. “Taking what I want obviously.” Liam tried to pull away but the man was stronger than him. The man’s strong grip was starting to form bruises as he held him in place. “Let Go!” Liam pushed away from the man, punching him in the face.

" Your Fated Love" " My Fated Love, not even a God pulled us apart" " I love you" We joined our lips and get lost in it. I don't how it happened when this happened but I seriously think of it as or Fate because after working for months in his office I never met him yet alone saw him ever. But one day out of nowhere I was appointed as his assistant. Not just that he even fired me but still I don't know how I ended up in his office unconscious. He bring me to his house, gave me the care I craved and the family I wished for and not to forget the love I never imagined.

I give her left breast the same attention,biting and sucking every surface before dropping down on my knees. In a lazy caress,I trail my fingers up her inner thigh.my fingers brush against her drenched purple lace underwear “Fuck”she grasps my shoulders,her nails digging into my back when I slide her underwear aside and rub my thumb over her swollen clit. Fiora opens her mouth, then closes it when my thumb traces a small circle over her labia. The flush on her cheeks spread to her neck and chest. “I’m an asshole, yet you’re dripping all over my hand” I slide a finger into her while still assaulting her clit.She gasps and her knees buckle beneath her. “Tell me,what does that say about you?”

They stood a long period of silence, Antiono staring deeply into Irene's eye,all he could see was a beautiful damsel lost in thought. Antiono flexed his fingers round Irene's face , feeling the warmth of her soft cheeks ,he hadn't felt this in a very long time,it was magical. Without giving him the permission, Antiono starred into Irene's eye to see if she actually felt the same,when he got the slightest hint that she wasn't resisting any of his moves ,he pressed his lips into her lips ,that alone was enough to send triggering fires to Irene.

Oriana The rain beat down around me mixing with the tears that were streaming down my face. Who was he? He was definitely not the man that I was planning to marry 3 days from now. My name is Oriana. A 23 year old nobody from Miami. I moved to England before my parents died and that’s when I met Jaime. He was also from Miami. He was the perfect guy, was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to, compassionate and kind. Before he proposed, our life together was magical. He would take me out on dates, meet me after work with flowers, showered me with gifts and generally made me feel like I was the most important person in the world a princess. After popping the question with the most