I Love To Love Novels & Stories

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

Love ! Love ! Love ! I never knew what the word meant , just saying it alone amuses me. I have always been depressed , sad , devastated and most of the time I hate myself. I always wanted to commit suicide as I felt my life had no meaning , but do you know what stopped me? "Pain " that's is what I hate most and so I couldn't slit my wrist or stab myself , but you know what ? After doing a lot of researches I found a suitable method that wouldn't bring me much pain but I found it kinda weird, why because it involves me choking on my own saliva.

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

"Love me, Fatima. I never stopped loving you. Tell me you love me too." "I think you used a potion on me." I caressed his face. The happiness I feel is unparalleled. "I love you, Mutant. I love you, Kier. I love you, Mister." Kier held my hands and kissed them tenderly. "I've been under your love spell for a long time. And never in my entire life have I regretted being under your spell." I smiled at my husband. "I love you. I think you'd better kiss me."

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

I love him more. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

"I don't care if you were married to Charles Baker." "Alex—" "I mean it when I say I don't care." His words carried so much conviction that I could not interrupt him again. "What I want to know is one thing." My heart pounded against my chest. "Do you love me?" A sob escaped me. Out of everything he could have asked, that was the question he chose. Not why I lied or why I betrayed him. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and nodded. "Yes." The answer came instantly. "Yes,” I repeated. I was crying openly now. "I love you." The words poured out between sobs. "I love you with every bit of my heart."

“…No. That’s exactly what I’m worried about.” Yvo remained completely still. Listening. Observing. Leo’s grip on his phone tightened harder. “Hyung…” For the first time, his voice sounded genuinely pleading. “…Please stop before somebody gets hurt.” Silence answered him again. Then Leo froze slightly at whatever was said next. His expression darkened. “…That’s not love anymore,” he whispered. A long pause followed. “You’re becoming obsessed.” The word lingered heavily in the air. Then— Leo slowly lowered the phone away from his ear.

said Vania "Yes and I would like it to be for all my life." said Kalvin "Hmm what do you mean by that?" asked Vania "Vania I bet you must have read in my eyes the expression of the passion that gnaws at me for you." said Kalvin "Hmm please explain a bit where are you coming from?" asked Vania "Vania I fell in love with you since the age of 11. And this thing does not let go of me." said Kalvin

Her spot-on observation was unnerving. She shook her head. “Of course I do. That’s the thing about being famous. Everyone gets on your business like ants to sugar.” She gulped from her mug of tea and licked her lips. “You are a Herringbone. That makes things worse for you. Ok, I know you have a girlfriend who you proposed to last month. Engagement party is set for early March. Your favorite restaurant is the Filler Flay in Scotland. You love Opera and swim as a hobby.”