Hass Und Liebe Novels & Stories

Cause the elevator stops dead in it tracks. Dante pressed some buttons but it didn't work. Great I am stuck in the elevator with him. I seat leaning my head against elevators mirror. Dante is still pressing buttons and the noise of it is getting on my nerves. "You know pressing buttons won't help." I say. "Yeah right seating will." He says. "I am saving energy. This is a very old, damaged elevator." I say. "Great. A huge company doesn't have a safe, working elevator. You hate me for buying your share of the company. If you love your company buy a good elevator for it instead of hating me." He replies.

I crash, arms and legs wide open. Suddenly, it seems like we’ve been doing this forever-driving through empty, unchartered roads, falling in love with each other all over again, staying in dirty hotels and meeting new people—it’s like a new lease of life for us. I am beginning to love this. It’s addictive and it’s fun. It will be tough to get back to our routine lives after this ends.

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

He took a step toward her, the air between them charged like a live wire. "You don't belong in my world," he said hoarsely. "I told myself that from the moment you walked into this house." "And yet," she whispered, "here we are." His hands reached for her before he could stop himself. Rough palms cupped her face—his touch both desperate and reverent. His gaze searched hers—looking for something, anything to tether him back to the control he was losing. But it was already too late. "I hate this," he breathed against her lips.

I turned around to the man that brought me here and walked back into his arms as I curled my arms around his neck. He brought me here, not only to this beautiful country in this stunning hotel, he brought me to this place of happiness and complete content that I had never been before. I lifted up to place a slow kiss on his lips before lowering myself with a smile. "Tobias I love it, I love it so much. Thank you for bringing me here with you, there's no place I'd rather be than with you." He lent down to sink his lips into mine, his love swarmed around me when his lips touched mine. His lips were so soft but his love was so hard, he loved so immensely and undoubtedly and it was beautifully o

It was raw, unpolished, and filled with all the emotions he couldn’t say out loud. Lara froze for a heartbeat, caught off guard by the intensity of it, but then she melted into him, her hands instinctively rising to his chest. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her palms, matching the rapid beat of her own. The kiss wasn’t perfect, but it didn’t need to be. It spoke of everything Hades couldn’t put into words—his fear, his pain, his desperate hope for something good amidst the chaos of his life. When they finally pulled apart, his forehead rested against hers, his breath warm against her skin. “I… I don’t know how to do this,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

the lady greeted and Sasha nodded "what can I get for you?" "Noodles" Sasha answered directly and went to sit down on one of the empty tables. "Right way" the woman said after her before dashing back into the room she had emerged from. Sasha sat on a table near the glass wall, she rested her hear on it and closed her eyes, both Michael's accident and what Gary told her has really changed her mood. She had concluded within herself that he hates her only to discover that he was responsible for the sudden growth of her company, at the moment, Sasha was lost, she doesn't know what to think anymore, does he love or hate her? Or does he love and hate her at the same time? Is their marriage a love

fuck I'm really happy for you. I smiled, "you're the best..." 'okay let me not keep you from telling daddy good news..' She then tried to create a heart with both her fingers. I laughed, "fuuuuck baby that doesn't look like a heart.. it looks like a potato..." She laughed, 'fuck you... this is a real heart.. so fuck you really...' I giggled, "I love you baby.. so so much..." 'ich liebe dich' (I love you) I blushed, "you have to teach me german next time..."

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

Another tear dropped from his eye and landed on her grave, "I read... what you wrote in those pages. Where you expressed your love for me. I freed you from myself only because I wanted you to be happy and be with your lover. I've never hated you. Despite you were caught with another man.... I loved you regardless of every circumstance. My love for you was conditionless, my Jahan" (IN URDU JAHAN MEANS WORLD) Haider placed his head on the mud, feeling utter peace and tranuillity. "I will join you soon in that eternal realm where our love will last forever. And ever. Without any conditions. Any questions or any difficulty. We will remain together. And this time, always." "I love you. I miss you