Hug You Novels & Stories

"Auntie looks very scared. I hope Daddy hugs her properly." River's eyebrows furrowed. "Is there a wrong hug?" "Hugs are different, River. When someone is scared, we should hug them like this," Summer put her arm around him. "Then we should give them a warm pat on the back like this." River's lips pursed. "I think it's the same as any other hug." "It's different, River. A regular hug doesn't involve patting on the back. This hug is warmer!" After the short debate, Summer looked back at Sky. Her expression was sad again. "Did you also feel pain when you gave birth to me, Mommy?"

That they might have orchestrated my departure. I’m being hugged to death by a hysterically emotional woman as she clings to me and wails. Rubbing her hand over my back and hair and patting me with the other. Like I’m a child who needs reassurance. Yoonha breaks his trance and follows, running at us and joining the huddle to squeeze the life out of me. Hitting us with less force and wrapping us both up in a smothering huddle of arms.

LUKE Luke stiffened for a split second, surprised, not expecting the hug. Then, instinctively, his arms moved slowly until they rested lightly around her. Her body was soft against his, warm and familiar. His chin grazed the top of her head as she held on. For a second, he closed his eyes and let himself breathe her in. She always smelled like flowers. The memory of the kiss resurfaced and he exhaled. He hadn’t forgotten it, not for a day. He had noticed how Ava avoided him and he stayed back, not wanting to pressure her especially with the pitch around the corner.

The confident determination shining in his eyes, mirroring my dreams of acceptance and belonging, gave me hope for a brighter future. Taking a deep breath, I smiled even more as I hugged him. The scent of his cologne filled my senses, and I couldn't help but revel in the warmth of his embrace. The moment I hugged him, I felt his heart beating so fast, as if it were trying to escape from his chest. It took him a couple of seconds before he hugged me back, his arms wrapping around me with a tenderness that made my heart flutter.

- I say and we're already on the ground floor - Okay, go - And my farewell kiss? - Says fun "We're not friends or intimates for that," I say sharply. - Hugs are typical for people who know each other and live together, or at least who are kind. - Snort and hug. I was only going to stay like this for 3 seconds but before reaching 2 he squeezes my ass and I'm pressed by his body, he was hot. I couldn't help but give a little groan of surprise. - Hugs are not like that - I feel your lips on my neck - Stop it - I say low

Hugo says, slapping his hands. The girls begin to sprint to their positions, and Hugo hugs me tightly. "Thanks, sweety. You have no idea how much this means to me. To all of us, especially that man of yours out there." he says, averting his eyes toward Danny. "Thank you, baby. I knew we could count on you. I'll see you out there. Time to shine, baby!" He says, kissing the top of my head and winking as he leaves. "Alright, in position, ladies. Dj- start the music!" he says, swirling his finger in the air and walking away toward the audience.

Oh fuck my life, I didn't even know he was once married. I was speechless and he was quiet. He looks as though he has a lot on his mind, I also do but I wonder what he's going through. "We need four hugs a day for survival," He turns to look at me amused at my sudden statement but I just continue. "Eight hugs a day for maintenance and twelve hugs a day for growth. Sure you still don't want a hug?" Stretching my hands far apart, I wait as his eyes searches mine. It's written all over his face he's not used affection like this so I scoot closer to him, my arms still wide apart.

"There's a reward if you want to know." "Why is that?" Hera stared in disbelief. "You're cheating." "For every piece, there's an expression of affection." "Ugh!" Hera sighed in annoyance. "Do you want to know?" "Just expressions of affection, right? I love you, Hugo. Like that, right?" Hugo chuckled. "Complete with a peck on the cheek." "Huh?!" Hera was even more surprised by Hugo's words. "Why did it turn out like this?" "Do you want to?"

"Hugh, I... I...that's..." Hugh’s hand tightens around mine, his warm palm brushing against my knuckles in a gesture that’s both intimate yet scary. "I understand if you're hesitant. Believe me, I am too. But I can't ignore this connection between us. I want to explore it, to see where it leads."

Tyler hugs me like we’ve been best friends for years. Not in that stiff, polite way people do when they don’t know how to say goodbye—but full-bodied, tight-armed, chin-on-shoulder kind of hug. The kind that makes you close your eyes for a second and just breathe. “You text me,” he says, pulling back and gripping my arms. “The second you start spiraling or the second Jacob starts acting like a know-it-all Alpha with too many secrets.”