From Paris In Love Novels & Stories

I obeyed like a good boy and lowered myself between her legs, my mouth hovering inches from her pussy, then I paused to look up at her. “Tell me you love me." Her eyes widened, shocked at the sudden request. "Please," I begged, my voice breaking. "I need to hear it. I need to know I didn't imagine it that day.” She propped herself up on her elbows, looking down at me. Her chest was heaving, her skin flushed, and her eyes filled with so much love, clouded with lust. "I love you, Dian. I'm in love with you." She said slowly, as if spelling out the words for me to understand better.

"I'm still angry. I'm still hurt. I still don't fully trust you." "I know." "But I'm done running." She stares at me for a long moment. Then she pulls me close. "I love you," she whispers. "I know." "I mean it." "I know." I hold onto her. "I love you too." --- The sun sets over Paris. Gold and pink and indifferent. But here, in this penthouse, at this moment, something shifts. Not forgiveness. Not yet. But the beginning of it. End of Chapter 126

Hehe, funny isn't it? But I know I'm still in love with her. And I'm happy watching her like this, I wonder if she's still strong as before. Hehe, I couldn't help myself but smile, she was really extraordinary at those time. "She's cute." “I love you,” I whispered. Ylisha's POVS Plap! Plap! Plap! Raindrops wake me up as it went to my face. "Hey, are you okay let's go back to school, it is raining," Neil said.

I can clearly feel the hunger in his passionate kiss, I put my hands in his neck, he gently pulled me closer to deepen the kiss and I barely can take a breath but neither anyone of us wanted to apart our lips. He breaks the kiss, letting me breathe, we both were breathing heavily, our eyes finally met he lightly kiss me before speaking. "That's how I feel for you my elie, I love you" his words straightly hit on my heart, he not only confesses how he feels but he also gives me a new name elie. *Bang* *Bang* Before I could reply we heard peoples screaming. And running towards us. I Glance back and saw some odd-looking men are firing a gun in the air from a black SUV.

Do not you agree with me ? I am trapped in a maze of endless emotions. What is to way out? No direction seemed right to me, and yet it was necessary to find one. A marriage proposal! What the heck? It may be the dream of many women but definitely not mine. I hate any form of contract. My signature never looks the same. I hate putting my name on a piece of paper. Louise is a beautiful name, full of freshness, but it's mine. It is precious to me. Why should I become a Madame Delauney? Delauney is a classy name, I will be honest, but I don't want to spend my life with Paul. Overwhelmed with a contradictory emotion, I did not answer anything. I didn't smile. He looked at me as if I were an actre

He kept stirring at her as he was lost in lust for her. She waved her hands A day before the triplets' birthday party, Adrien walked deductively through the reception, down to her her office dressing so hot and so romantic that any man who saw her would not be able to resist her due to her appearance, because she was looking so crazily sexy. Her colleagues saw her as she was coming in and the exclaimed like they just saw a strange being... "Adrien...." There after, one of the girls called Mavi said to her...

You know better than I that there are certain guys who like everything in control and I don't like it, I want to go out, have my night out. Me: like hearing a guy. Inès: What?! Me: like hearing a guy! Inès: you're exaggerating! Me: but if it's true! You should have been a serious Inès guy! You shouldn't think like that; you should believe in love you know. Inès: your rosewater nonsense is not for me! She said cutting me off. You are too pink Malèna! Me: pink? Inès: yes! You are in your cozy nine with love and all, wake up! Life isn't like that; you have to eat it to the full or even suck it full on your mouth if you know what I mean

Two years ago… 2015 Adam’s POV What is home? Home for me is not four walls and a ceiling. Home for me is the love of my life Aria. It’s been six years we’ve been together. How we met? In university, first year medicine to be exact. She caught my attention when she first tripped over my legs causing her nose to start bleeding and blame my so called “long legs”

He must have heard me. I quickly put my mouth my hands over my mouth. Hoping the Edison's didn't hear me. Mr Edison clicked a button on the remote in his hands and the movie started. The cinema staff served us drinks and popcorn while we watched the movie quietly. The movie was really interesting with so many poetic lines and an amazing plot. It was exactly the kind of movie I liked. "A heart attack is nothing compared to the pain of love unmet" "What worth is my life if not mirrored in your gaze? What purpose has my heart if it no longer echoes your name? I long for love that is not mine. I long for something I can never get" "My heart is yours keep it safe, hold onto it until we meet again

Anything and everything, we never ran out of topics—celebrities, the fashion industry, music, business, school gossip, until we ended up discussing love. "Maybe that's how it is," I said, looking into the distance, as our conversation shifted to loveless marriages—those unions where people come together for money, convenience, or status but lack love, like mine with Adam. "What do you think?" I asked, looking at her. "Is that how you see it?" I nodded. "Why? So, you don't believe there's someone out there meant for you?" I laughed at her statement. "That's bullshit, Kyra. I thought you learned that by now."