Five Love Languages Kindle Novels & Stories

“I need this party to go well tonight. I feel like my whole success is banking on this. I need these people to love me.” “Of course, they will love you,” Imogen said softly as she walked closer to her friend. “You are amazing and you are charming and you are smart. You know what you are doing.” She placed a hand on Maeve’s shoulder, rubbing it kindly. “And if they don’t love you, you’d at least make them respect you.” “Yeah, yeah.” Maeve waved if off dismissively. She glanced up at Imogen, forcing a smile out. “I’m fine, I’m going to be fine.”

I said looking at him. He was totally confused as he stared at me. He became speechless for a while. “That was sexual abuse Shadrach. And because you were probably afraid, you couldn’t let it out. I don’t think you are in love with Michael, you are just addicted to the torture, you are just addicted to the hardship he inflicts on you during the sex and that is the reason you feel like you loved him.” He said looking at me. He moved closer and holds my hands. “You were just afraid of him Shadrach and all that was not love.” He added looking serious.

To those finding true love: true love,is always understanding,it patient,it stays,it shares your pains and joy And in the last line of the book, she wrote: Love, the kind that stays, isn’t loud. It’s steady. It lingers. Like a whisper at the edge of sleep. Like hope. Like home. it every thing that will ever complete you THE END Dear Readers, please drop Your comment for the review of this book.... and get ready for my next book.. thank you!!!

"This is your chance, Biv. You're divorced, and the company is doing great. This is the opportunity to give your love another chance. I know you still love my cousin, and don't you dare say otherwise." "Otherwise," I teased but immediately shook my head. "You don't understand, Yesh. Five years have passed. A lot has changed. And yes, I won't deny it, I still love your cousin after all these fucking years. But is he? Does he still love me? I doubt that!” "Then ask him!" "I can't!" I took a deep breath before bowing. "It's my fault why we ended up like this. I know I should have followed what Leo told me to tell him everything. But I was scared. I was afraid of his answer."

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

“I hate that you’re the only thing I can see. I hate that I call you ‘Dad’ in front of her while I’m dying to touch you like this. Even when Hunter touches me, I’m still reaching for your ghost. You’ve ruined everything. I’m empty, Dave. There’s nothing left of me that isn’t yours.” I moved my hand up, my fingers trembling as they traced the hard line of his jaw, then moved to the corner of his mouth. “Please,” I breathed, tilting my head back, my eyes still closed as I sought the heat of his skin. “Just for a second, pretend I’m the one you chose. Tell me I’m not crazy for wanting to die every time you touch her.” I pressed my lips to the side of his neck, a soft, desperate graze. He smelle

Thanks for spoiling me with the most thoughtful gifts. Lauren looked into his eyes with so much adoration in her eyes. "I love you more than words can even express." She said before giving him a long passionate kiss.

“However... How can a barmaid captivate his heart so easily...? She haunted my prince; she may be a witch or sheltered by a witch.” “Perhaps he found the right one...” Karen said, her thoughts going deeper. “Am I not the right one...? What flaw did you find in me...?” raged Nora, tossing the wineglass on the floor of Frozen Crescent. “It’s not about flaw, beauty, strength, or intelligence,” Karen reassured her. “Love is like a unique language... that the right person can only understand and read... if you can’t read that language, you are not the right one...”

Back to sipping wine. 🌷🌺❤️❤️❤️ They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

Loud…. Val’s laugh is dark, breathless-a sound of pure delight as he responds Soundproofing, done. I’ll have it installed tomorrow, as he flips her beneath him in one fluid motion, pinning her wrists gently above her head. The bed swallows them both as he continues Loud is perfect, loud means you’re not holding back. I want the whole estate to know you’re mine. Want them to hear exactly what I do to you. His mouth finds her neck, kissing down the curve of her shoulder. His hips press into her with deliberate friction. He pulls back, eye burning. But first, we get these clothes off. He says a bit breathless as his hand move to her shirt, so he can pull it away. She moans out Yes, please take