Infatuated Novels & Stories

If this was how sex was, TangShi knew she wanted to do it a million more times with him. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” YuZhi lifted himself up on one elbow and traced her lips with his free hand, caressing her cheek as he moved back over her and locked eyes on hers. Scanning her face in the semi low light and yet completely mesmerized by everything about her. With the sexual tension fading away he found himself instead, utterly intoxicated with her and knew that this wasn’t just booze. He really was infatuated with this woman to the point that he never wanted to be apart ever again. TangShi fluttered her lashes open, focusing on his handsome face and smiled

Leo chuckled across from Calvin "can you lower your cockiness Leo? Aren't you ashamed to hear the girls behind you?" this time it was Christian who said . Christian is indeed the most naive man in Leo's circle of friends, Calvin and him, feel the most handsome and coolest, even though the idol in their group is Calvin Sandiego. A handsome man who, unfortunately, is really handsome, even almost similar to the handsomeness level of Shawn Mendes'.

My lips parted in surprise; how could they all see this while I was clueless and blind. "How could I have mistaken this connection for a stupid attraction? Even though it is obvious, that the pull which I feel is much more real and deep than just infatuation." Looking down at my hands, I ask myself. I feel like a fool to misunderstand our connection. The bond which we share is so sacred, and I feel like I have belittled it by comparing it with a meaningless infatuation.

- Are you jealous, Luh? – Gabi asked laughing. - No! Only... - Yes, you are jealous. I know you didn't like it at all when she ran to hug Liam. - Gabi your pregnancy must be affecting your brain. - No! It's making me smarter. I rolled my eyes and stopped talking to her. It's not that I don't like this Beatriz alone, I didn't like her. She seemed to be so intimate with the boys as if she'd known them for years when she wasn't.

Teacher Jayne told me that infatuation and love were different. Infatuation was an instant desire; one set of glands calling out to another, while love was a friendship that had caught fire. It takes root and grows one day at a time. Infatuation was marked by a feeling of insecurity. Someone was excited and eager but not genuinely happy. There were nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about her, and I would just as soon not examine them too closely because it might spoil my dream.

I would not want to be the reason why there would be a problem between James and Caspian, so I held off. "I would like to get to know you, Olivia," The guy said, and I cringed. "I am seeing someone," I said quickly, and he smiled. "Well, if he isn't the Alpha, Beta, Gamma or Delta of Woodclaw, then I don't care. I like what I see, and I am in search of someone that would be my luna. Since you walked in here, all eyes have been on you. You have captivated everyone effortlessly. The women envy you, and you are oblivious to your effect. You seem well-cultured. I want to get to know you and settle down with you eventually. Just think of it. You are perfect for Luna, my luna," He said, sounding t

He didn't believe in a bird called love. Infatuation? Yes. His brain had developed a desire for her. He didn't know when it started brewing within him but now he was aware of the craving he had for her. He wanted her. In his bed. Underneath him. That smile was of the precious piece he wanted to have writhing under him. She had entered his twisted brain. And his twisted mind had already began its plans of unspeakable thing he wanted to do with her. Since his eyes laid on her, she had attracted her to him. And that attraction was lethal making him want her more and more each and every time when she would come infront him.

"Oh....yeah. Of course. What do you want me to do, Miss Samantha?" Samantha smiled. "It's nit about what I want you to do. It's about what I'm supposed to do." She mumbled. Layla smiled. She could see where this was headed.. The Young lady was obviously in love. "Okay miss Samantha. What's it about? Come on and talk to me." Samantha sighed. She poured herself a glass of orange juice, gulped down half of the content. "I think I like someone. Really likes him. I don't know if it's right....to like someone at the very first sight. Isn't that infatuation?"

It was there burning at the pit of my stomach "Done with your lover?" I asked in a hitched voice. I didn't mean to sound upset instead of being sarcastic, but I did. "Is someone jealous?" He asked, sounding very pleased with himself. He walked closer and leaned behind me. My breath hitched as I took in a sharp breath. "I'm not jealous," I said, hoarsely, still sounding angry. "Relax love, it was just a question," he whispered into my ear. His breath felt hot in my ears and I felt a feeling stir at the pit of my stomach. His closeness was electrifying and his presence had a magnetic pull on me.

Putting on a black denim jacket over white graphic T-shirt and the same pair of jeans as the day before, Ryan exudes an effortless charm that extends beyond physicality…Ethan can't take his eyes off… What is infatuation, if not the whimsy that entwines souls, blurring the lines of reason and, as Ethan Smith puts it, "Nonsense!" Till our senses are enraptured, our thoughts chasing a nothingness. "Does infatuation mean finding unparalleled beauty?" Ethan's reverie insists, it is a mystical alchemy, like the scent of a summer night's jasmine— intoxicating. Allina can no longer ignore the increasing absurdity, "It is the spark that ignites in us, a prologue to something vast that will be happeni