Histoire D'amour Novels & Stories

Cassian wrapped his arms around her, looking into her eyes with tenderness. "You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Emeraude," he said softly, his voice filled with love. Emeraude smiled, feeling blessed to have found someone as special as Cassian. She leaned in to kiss him gently, feeling enveloped by the warmth of their love. As night fell over Paris, Cassian and Emeraude continued their walk through the City of Lights, getting lost in the maze of narrow streets and picturesque squares. They shared laughter, deep conversations, and moments of pure happiness, knowing they were embarking on a journey together that would last forever.

Creighton pushed the button for the lift as he continued to play her private tutor, making Sandra smile with amusement. “The chateau has a great standing in history from Louis XIII to Napoleon Bonaparte. There are over two thousand rooms, a museum, a magnificent garden which we can visit, if it ever stops raining, and now a luxurious hotel. I thought, since it is our honeymoon and you are a true romantic, I would give you something to look back on without all the craziness that has been happening lately.” “No matter how crazy things get, it’s easy to go through it so long as you’re by my side.”

Bianca replied quietly. "There will be nothing more, Bianca," grumbled Emmanuelle. "Maybe there will, maybe there won't. Who knows? Under the magic of a Hymne à l'amour (Hymn to Love*) or La Vie en Rose (a Life in Pink*), you might fall in love with a bam, like a coup de foudre. You will realize that he is the man of your life and the future father of your children," she mocked openly. "Not everyone thinks of sleeping with a stranger on the first night, Bianca", Emmanuelle retorted.

It was late at night when Jonathan and Diana got out of the Gaddi. In silence, the two walked back to the hospital. The street was deserted and it seemed natural that they walked arm in arm and slowly. The night was beautiful and pleasant and so they could appreciate it better. In fact, that night seemed made for love. Jonathan's nearness began to exert a strange attraction on Diana... who wanted to get closer but steadfastly resisted. However, as they walked, his arm brushing against hers, their bodies very close, the desire increased and a climate was created between them that suddenly, out of the blue, he stopped and tightened Diana in his arms. With unexpected tenderness, he began to kis

(Or else it'll hurt alot) I just stared at his dark black eyes, filled with pent up anger, lust and love- love? He pushed my knees up and positioned his erection at the entrance of my sex. I felt it! And it looked as if my heart stopped. I looked at him, trying one last time. ' please, I'm not ready for this. Abhi nahi karain yeh.' I cried out. (Don't do this right now) He leaned down and kissed my forehead once again and whispered in my ear. ' Aram se raho. It'll be fine then.' (Relax yourself)

"I'm no longer a fool. The very day I found out that you were a liar and a cheating bastard, that was the day the me that loved you died. I don't care about what you do with other girls, but if Lydia finds out who the real you is, trust me, she won't let it slide the way I did, so if you want to save yourself, you had better break up with her." Xavier dropped the kind act and folded his arms. "Are you saying that to your own advantage? You want me to break up with Lydia so I can be with you? Are you indirectly telling me you still love me?" He sneered. "Hey, Isabella, do you think I came here because I thought of you?" Moving closer to her, he smiled. "'Isabella Clark, I missed you. I really

My husband acknowledged his presence in silence. “How come I didn’t know about your marriage?” “Almost no one knew.” “Interesting, we were so close recently, at least you could invite an old friend.”, “Young lady, let me introduce myself. My name is Terran Dumarque.” “Oh, I heard about you Lord Dumarque,” I replied smiling, but my blood was boiling. I understood that they knew each other, but never I could imagine that they were so close. How could Damon hide that from me!

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!

How tense everything was. Amellia sat straight up on my lap leaving my wife on the other side of the tubs edge. She only hears the splashing and moaning. Now she's too curious not to look. She slowly removed her blindfold and sees her husband with another woman. He's still blindfolded. Amellia has her head thrown back because he's pulling her hair. She doesn't notice Dahlia watching. Dahlia was arouse and a little upset. That man wasn't hers. She may be captain but that's not her man. I let go of Amellia's hair. She looks down and sees Dahlia watching. She notices Dahlia's reaction and just smiled. Me still thrusting into her she moans out. "Sorry baby. I saw your husband doing such a good j

His deliberate cruelty skewered Harley’s heart and she blinked back the rush of tears that burned her eyelids. “How dare you?” she whispered thickly. “Don’t try and appease your guilty conscience by blaming me. You wanted to get rid of me because you’d set your sights on Chantal Auclair. She was fresh, exciting, voluptuous… Like a juicy orange, ready to be squeezed by Armel Mathieu de Roquefort. You were determined as hell to make Chantal your next mistress, but the stupid little English ex-mistress who was pregnant with your child would have seriously… cramped your style… N’est-pas, chérie? (Isn’t it, sweetheart?)”