Five Love Languages Kindle Novels & Stories

“But hey mister, you gotta slow down, don't want to get used to this,” “You should,” I blurt out. “Because giving is my love language, Lilah. Brace yourself,” “Gifting is your love language?” she repeats with a hoarse voice. I smirk, pulling out a file and flipping to the front page. “Not just that. I have other intense love language. Like right now, I want to take you hard against the nearest wall.” Her breath catches, and even through the phone, I can almost feel how hard her heart is beating.

I watched him soothe Lyra while she shouted at me from his arms. "What's wrong with me loving Kaelen? Our souls are drawn to each other! I never meant to challenge your place! I just want to be with the werewolf I love! Is that a crime? "Yes, you met him a few years earlier than I did, but time doesn't decide everything! True mates are about soul resonance, not who showed up first! "Elara, I love him more than you do! My love burns hotter than yours!" Emotion flickered across Kaelen's face, and he held her even tighter.

And it read thus; “There are five love languages; Quality time, Words of affirmation, Act of service, Gifts and Physical touch”“Quality time” “Try to always be available whenever he wants to talk to you and vice verse. Attention is very very important in a relationship. In the absence of quality attention, one could literally loose interest” “Word Of Affirmation” While she was typing the explanation of word of affirmation I guess, I broke in. “No, no” “That's not what I am requesting for. Zane and I talk every blessed day; we understand eachotherproperly"

That wall vanished into thin air with the shift. They are the happiest they have ever been. Theo seeks her out at every possible moment he can. His love language is touch, she noticed. Even when they are in public, he would graze the sleeves of her dress, sometimes her hair to make his presence known, as if she would ever need a reminder.

Genuine-true love. “Nate. All I need is you. Not these... Gifts and spoiling. All I want... Is you.” I say as he slowly cups my face and kisses me. This is all I want, him. Money or not, it doesn't matter. All I want is him. “You're amazing, you know that?” he whispers in my mouth, making my lips tug into a smile.

I'm happy for the two of you," I said softly, holding back the tears that were about to flow. Andy smiled. "Thanks, Perlm. If you have a problem, just tell me. I or Rachell can help you—" "I'm alright, bye!" I cut him off. At that point, they saw how my tears dripped. I just ran and ran until I got away from that fucking cafeteria. "Fuck you, Andy!" He lied. He said he loved me and I became a part of his life. He was happy with me. But why? He never treated me like he treated Rachell.

He said and licked my juice on his fingers without leaving a single drop. Then he gave me a lascivious wink and stepped forward. He pinched my red and hot cheeks gently. I downed my eyes not to look those dark lust filled eyes but he raised my head and our eyes locked. He looked seductive and i wholeheartedly fallen in his trap for me. "Do you want me to continue???....i am..." He slightly coughed in the middle of his words and said "I'm willing to give you sometime to change your decision..." His slight amount of gentle gesture towards me touched my heart and indeed, I love this care of him.

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He absolutely loved her hair: her dark, silky locks shimmering with water. Touch, his love language. He couldn't stay without touching her, even as he bathed her, his made sure everyone inch of her was pressed against him, he made sure her scent flooded his senses and left him drousy. Admittedly just her scent arouses him, easily. Even now, he was hard, as hard as ar ock but he wasn't about to ruine the sweet affectionate moment with his mate.

“What other things do you want, kitten? Tell me and I will give you everything.” Can you give me your heart, Everette? “Treating me nice is already good enough. Aside from physical touch as my love language, an act of service is also another thing.” “That’s all?” he asked in a surprise voice. “It isn’t just all. For me, it’s one of the best things someone would do for me.” “Are you sure?” he asked again, making sure that I was not mistaken.