Interesting Love Novels & Stories

Maria replied with a sad tone. “What do you mean hold?” Daria asked again but Maria seemed hesitant, “I’m sorry if am offending you” Daria drew back. “No it’s fine I actually had a terrible experience with love” Marisa paused asking for another refill, “I fell in love with the most beautiful man I had ever seen, but he wasn’t in love with me at the time we met, my friend seduced him” she paused again. “And they had a fall out leading to his disappearance, so hear I am, unable to find love again”she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

A mess. My cock’s finally getting what it’s been crying out for—grinding against his rock-hard abs as we move together like animals in heat. It's filthy. It’s desperate. It’s somehow still romantic. Burns so good, I might actually cry about it later. Do I feel loved? Absolutely. More than loved. Vital. Do I love him? There’s more to it than that. I choose him.

In that kiss, Isla felt like she was becoming one with Vincent, as though there was nothing else in the world but the two of them in that shared, perfect moment. With heavy-lidded eyes, Isla gazed at her lover, a soft smile gracing her lips. The warmth that spread through her chest in that moment was more than physical—it was the kind of love that transcended the touch of their skin, the kind that felt like home. Her heart fluttered as she looked at Vincent, his features flushed with the same mix of passion and exhaustion she felt. He had been the one to claim her heart in a way she never thought possible, and now, in the quiet aftermath, she couldn’t help but bask in the serene connection t

said Liza "If you are so unhappy with him, why not break up with him?" said Precious "Yes, because I love him. I also don't understand why human feelings can be so complicated. I hate him but also love him. It seems like I can't even live without it. " Said Liza

ulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness in the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged print of the document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a child loves to overhear the conversations of its

He leaned closer and pressed his forehead against hers. His eyes closed in bliss as if it was the end of his yearning. He smiled faintly while his thumb caressed her cheekbones. He could not help but inhale her strawberry and honey scent which lured him and gave a kind of satisfaction. His nerves felt peace all of a sudden. The silence encouraged him as he whispered against her face. “I love you, Allie. I love you so much.” Her eyes widened and she hurriedly tried to push him away which he did not let her. Leonardo could not let go of this comfort that came in his hand after many restless days.

I immediately pulled him away. "That will never happen! I love Jiro very much and I believe in myself that even if I cheat on him like he does to me, in the end I still love him even if this cheat cheat lasts longer for a year or forever, I believe in myself if I love Jiro and I'm only with Jiro forever!" He smiled at me. "We'll see about that, lets seal our secret relationship with a kiss." And with that he grabbed my neck and kissed me passionately.

His hands go on my waist. "I don't want your body, Grace. I want you to love me for other reasons than sex." I look up at him. "So you don't want me in that way?" He smiles as he kisses my forehead. "I want you in every way but I want you to love me because I gave you a reason. And I don't want sex to be that reason." "And you don't me in that way until?" "Until you ask me." I stand up and hum. "A sexless relationship? I wonder how I will live." He chuckles.

Why did love have to be this complicated? ***