Infinity Love Or Lust Novels & Stories

Ma Nicole asked like it's nothing. "Ma. Isn't worth been sad of. I mean, he doesn't even show affection to me, and bringing in another lady. What do you think, what do you think I'm gonna become if he just prefer the mistress over me. " Margarita babbled " Is that what you think. " Ma Nicole say, putting the pot to the cooking stove. " Yeah, and I think that ought to be the possibility. " She answered " Oh my. You also ought to know that just some illusional movies. " Ma Nicole coaxed

Destiny's POV LOVE. LUST. OBSESSION. INFATUATION. As time passed it was harder for me to tell the difference, well that was until it came to an end, an end that now seemed inevitable for all my romantic relationships. The moment we drifted things became clear, feelings defined themselves, and the nature of what I really felt came out of hiding, it was as if the loss of constant communication and intimate moments suppressed my heart enough for my logic to step in and reveal that I at the age of 28 had never felt actual LOVE, but I have felt LUST, I have been OBSESSED, I have been INFATUATED.

“Lust stays for a moment, love stays. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills” When the clock hit midnight, I gave up. I wasn’t going to find him and that made me more sad.

How can I even dare say something. I started with my presentation. __________ Richard's POV I looked at her face as she scrunches her nose at bro's words. I had noticed, she made this funny faces to express herself. I doubt she is aware of it, they just appear on her face. I liked being with her. She had this naughty innocent aura to herself, that attracts everyone. She is so easy to be with. I know she is not my type, nor I am thinking of taking her to bed, but still, I like being around her.

needed them to be a part of something before. I expected that the two of you would become great partners at work or even more than that. So when did it all happen?" Mr Lucky asked. "Over months. She's officially my girlfriend and I've met her parents," he announced. "You are driving really fast boy. How come I didn't know any of this? I'm your godfather, you know that right?" Mr Lucky reminded me. "Well, to be honest I do not know. I do not know when it all started but all I know is that I love her and I don't want her away from me," he sighed deeply. "What are your intentions for her?" Mr Lucky asked. "I want to be with her forever. I love her so much that I want to be with her forever. I

"The love I felt for you I would show it with a shower of kisses." Following the script she has laid out from their past, they snuggle next to one another for several long minutes, neither speaking as they let the love they feel wash over them. But it is a love tinged with forbidden lust just bubbling under the surface. A hunger so powerful, so undeniable, that it smolders just under the surface just waiting for a small spark to ignite it.

“After everything we’ve felt for each other, you don’t think that there’s any chance--” Enzo shook his head and interrupted me. “No, Nina. I’m sorry, but now that I’ve experienced her scent, I know that she’s my fated mate, and there’s no denying it.” I felt tears well up in my eyes again. “But all of the times we wanted to be together… All of the times that it felt as though we couldn’t resist…” “Love is different from lust,” Enzo replied. His voice was dark and low. “I’m sorry. But I think that all we ever really had between us was lust. It was doomed from the start.”

We let ourselves be carried away, provoking the heaviness of our breathing, discovering my inner fire that transcends more and more to the point of not being extinguished, provoking a fire accompanied by passion and lust intentionally. Love is like a lunatic because it makes you lose yourself in the abyss of lust. Passion consumes you until it satisfies its anxiety. The atmosphere has become as hot as hell. We both emanate lust, sex, and passion, our bodies fused together, like when someone drops a lit cigarette into a box of TNT, to the point that our animal sides are perceptible.

“A man who can't keep his word. Sweetheart, when I started this Ten Days To Steal Your Heart, I vowed that there would be nothing lustful about it. Only passion. You’re making me fail, Rosette.” “How can there be nothing lustful between us?” she asked, her eyes firm, withdrawing her hand from under my shirt and cupping my face, bringing me down so we were eye level. “Hmm? There will always be lust because we constantly crave each other. We want each other. And there is passion as well, Axel. If there’s no passion, I wouldn't be burning like this. I wouldn't be so desperate for you. Lust is not enough to make me this eager.” “Lust is a powerful emotion,” I whispered, but my words held no powe

“You are my forever.” My response was a contented sigh, a sound of pure bliss and utter satisfaction. “And you are mine,” I murmured, my eyes fluttering closed as sleep claimed me, safe in the knowledge that I was loved, cherished, and forever protected by the man who held me in his arms. Back in the present, Lust finished his story, a smug smile on his face. "And that, my friends, is how we fell in love. In the most unexpected and passionate way possible."