From Lukov With Love Novels & Stories

I suck hard and slow on the darkened cap, flattening my tongue over the tiny opening on the tip. Luke groans in appeal, one hand gently threading through the curls of my hair, holding my head. “Ahhh- f-fuck.” I take him in deeper, swirling my tongue, savouring the way he throbs against my lips. “Dre,” my name rolls off his tongue, and damn he's never said it sexier than that. He presses a hand against the locker for support, chest rising and falling. “Fuck, I love you,” he pants. *I love you too *

JANUARY 2021 I was exhausted, physically and mentally until the clock hit 6. Home time. A surge of energy of unknown origin suddenly flooded my veins. My smile grew bigger as I tidied up and did last minute dishes. “Mr. Karol, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I had my over one shoulder and my water bottle in my hand. “See you, my girl.” Mr Karol said before I leaned down and gave him a hug, feeling him squeeze the life out of me. “Go safe.”

Every page after that was filled with their so-called "love story." "April 7th, sunny. Ruth and I argued again over work. I'm so tired. It's only when I'm with Reagan that I feel truly at peace. She's like the sun that is bright enough to drive away all my shadows." "August 15th, rainy. Reagan said she liked that limited-edition bag. I secretly bought it for her. Seeing her surprise and joy made everything worth it. Ruth never smiles over little things like that. She's so dull."

And as they embraced, the moonlight bathed them in its soft glow, illuminating their love for all the world to see. In that moment, Kate knew that she had found her home, her family, her forever. And as they danced beneath the stars, she knew that their love would endure for all eternity, a beacon of hope in a world filled with darkness. For in the end, it was love that conquered all, love that transcended time and space, love that bound them together as one. And as they disappeared into the night, their laughter ringing out like music in the darkness, Kate knew that their journey was just beginning.

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

She said. Lucas smiled and touched her lower lip. "I love you more" He replied. Vera smiled at him as he took his lips back to hers, kissing her deeply and affectionately more than he did before, still holding her hands. **** "Damn it! These zombies are trying to take down the window!" Kristen said. "And we were trying to get some sleep here" Lia breathed heavily. "The glasses used here is the fake one, I guess," Clef said. "I guess so" Kristen sighed, watching the numerous zombies hitting the window.

She finally opened the door and stepped out of the car, with sure steps towards the convenience store, not caring about her thoughts a few minutes ago. Unfortunately, life was playing a joke on her—a couple of familiar-looking lovers were there. Choosing and buying something. The woman clung to her lover's burly arm like gum stuck to her hair. Unmistakably, it was Sidney. And indeed, to separate the gum, we had to cut it with force.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

“Get in the car.” “Please, I don’t want to. Don’t make me.” Lukov sighed in frustration. He should have controlled his wolf more. He didn’t like that his wolf was attracted to her luscious curves that looks like he will take him ages to span through or her mouth that looked like it was made to take his own dick.

Grandma had pointed at her and screamed, calling her a self-righteous lunatic. "You either love a child, or you don’t. Why are you hiding behind this lottery nonsense? If you don’t want Silas Vale, I’ll take him back to the countryside right now. Otherwise, throw away that damned lottery box and love both children together!" Mom had sneered back coldly. "How I love my children is none of your business. I love both of them, of course. But there will always be bias. That can’t be controlled. "That’s exactly why I bought the lottery box to truly be fair. If they want something, they rely on their own luck. Their father and I won’t interfere. If he can’t draw the long stick, that just means he’s