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He grasped hold of my chin to intently stare at him. I gulped and my body tingled with hopes. A million emotions were being brought to life within me as I and chase stared at each other. My cheeks were drained of its colours and it took everything for me not to turn my face away. "Emilia I really admire you. I have admired you for such a long time. When your friend told me of your sudden departure, I felt so sad. But now seeing you here, it's amazing. Emilia I-i love you deeply"

the black-haired guy says. My fist clenches, making my knuckles white. I have heard people talking ill about me, but I laugh at their insecurities. Because I know they are just jealous. However, this is a different case. It’s not about me, it’s about the woman I love. Besides, I know they won’t live that long. I won’t let them. “Yes, and this time we’ll make sure that she is dead,” another guy says as he gently twirls the glass in his hand.

Though the love from Rayn started as Lust and greed but with time he showed he can be better person and his love for his wife Aurora is about lust anymore he fall for her without his knowledge. Here the end of the story -HIS LUSTFUL LOVE ..........THE END...........

Lucifer’s eyes stay fixed on hers as her hands push his trousers down. Her hands move and wrap around his neck, pulling his face to her as her tongue glides across his lips, her hands pulling him closer as they kiss. Lucifer moves, kicking his clothes off the rest of the way until he is naked above her. Anais moves, pushing him back up to kneel before she moves, kneeling ahead of him. His eyes consume her body as she kneels naked above him, and he knows this will be the last time—her mouth pressing small kisses along his chest.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

She would wish him all the happiness in this world but would never come to his life again to ruin it. A perfect relationship can't be built on love alone. Expressing love, their sweet gestures, and their cosy moments are just a part of it but the main thing holding the base of every relationship is trust and respect. Clara didn't trust him Alex didnt respect her. Their relationship broke because of this alone. Everyone would be going through a tough path and that is the test of the universe for them to prove their love or faith. Both failed in it and now Alex wanted to rectify it but Clara wanted to move on.

Damon's POV; "You!? "Alex calls in disbelief, and my heart falls on seeing Ava again. Guilt eats me up each time I think about or see her. I can't help but feel like I cheated or used her. I got close to her when I knew full well, that I didn't love her. She innocently let me touch her because she loved me, and she didn't know that I... I didn't love her back. I look away when her gaze locks with mine, and Alex tightens her grip on my hand.

asked Emma as she continued to cry. "Emma, you should know this thing. Looks don't win anyone's heart. Sure there will be an attraction but that fades away with time. The partners end up cheating and getting bored with each other. Remember, the day you find someone accepting you, the way you are, you have found true love. True love is beyond good looks." "Does that even happen in real life? I have only read such things in books." "One look at those people who have been married for years and you will know it. True love only happens when both the partners accept each other's flaws."

"I asked the pack healer. After three months of pregnancy, moderate intimacy is good for you." I didn't resist anymore and let him slide his fingers in. This time, he was unbelievably gentle and always attentive to how I felt. So for the first time, I reached out to him on my own and responded, "Jack… I love you." His breathing suddenly grew heavier at that. With our chests pressed together, I could feel the rapid pounding of his heartbeat. Perhaps… He really did love me after all? … Two hours later, Jack led me by the hand out of the Moon Spring, looking satisfied.

Instead, it felt an awful lot like hope. "I, Genevieve, take you, Rowan, to be my husband, loving what I know of you, trusting what I do not yet know, and these things I promise you–to love you without reservation, comfort you in times of distress, encourage you, be faithful to you and honest with you. I will share my life with you, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."