It's A Thin Line Between Love Novels & Stories

Today is Sunday. And Sameer and Naina had planned a get-together party with Sameera and Puneet. Naina had a doubt that something is going on between them. But not sure. She had asked Sam about this but she just ignore it sometimes or sometimes say she and he can't be together as she hate him most in this whole world. One great person had said that Love and Hate both are very close to our hearts. As we love someone with our all hearts. And also hate someone with our all hearts. Between hate and love, there is a thin line contains. Which can break easily someday.

she says with a dry laugh. "Love and hate being the same thing?" he questions, raising an eyebrow at him. "Yeah you know I mean love is great, loving someone is pretty fantastic I'm sure but I think the line between love and hate is pretty thin and to love someone you also have to hate them a little. I mean do you honestly think you could have someone having a strong annoying hold on you to get you to do whatever they want with just a cute smile. Personally I think I would hate that a little."

Desperate for not getting hurt, desperate for comfort, for the love she never got but deserved. "Shut up you should face the consequences. Maybe you will learn to think before doing anything. You should learn your lesson. You should meet the consequences of your actions." He replied with cold and harsh tone. A tone that will bring mob-bosses to their knees let alone a little girl. "No plea.." End of flashback... "Ma'am I brought you your files and a cup of tea." Said Lia as she entered my room. I rolled down my sleeve and nodded. Brushing past the memories of my younger self.

But love—or whatever this bond was—was something far more dangerous. It could destroy him. Or save him. The line between the two was thinner than he dared to imagine.

It could never be love, not anymore and nor with Narcissus. I felt the cold rings settle on my bare thighs and I was craving for his touch since our last kiss but hadn't told anyone. It was crazy and not something I had felt for a long time and I never would have wanted to. It's a fine line between lust and love so I need to be careful and look out for myself not to cross or jump over the lines for the sake of it. 'Turned on Nemesis?' he said as cocky as ever. 'Nope not really.'

Ouch! Brandy, you're so aggressive. I grumbled a little in my head. But actually my heart rhythm can no longer beat regularly. My breath rumbled violently. Is this what you call love? Falling in love is amazing. I really felt helpless when Brandy's finger touched me. I'm limp. The rhythm of this breath and heartbeat is enough to express what is going on. The touch of his left and right cheeks which are covered with thin sideburns, gives a distinctive feel. Only I can feel.

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

It read: “ Aidah love, I'm sorry to leave this way. Oh, how I wished we met on better circumstances, but that didn't happen. I have to leave Nyankpala, I mean Ghana due to some reasons best known to me and I feel my past is catching up to me, but just can't let it. Not just yet. How I wish I could turn back the hand of time. But it's too late. I enjoyed the love we shared and the memories we made, this isn't goodbye yet. I hope our paths cross again someday

"That's not" "The love scenes are technically proficient but emotionally distant. Your heroine surrenders to desire, but we never feel her genuine vulnerability. We never believe she's truly at risk of losing herself in the experience." Jake's voice was professional now, but his eyes held something warmer. "You have the skill to write devastatingly authentic passion, Emma. You just need to stop being afraid of it." "And you think you can help me with that?" The question came out more breathless than Emma intended.

Rachel Solis was a nurse who used to pursue Xavier obsessively. Years ago, I had miscarried our first child when I caught Xavier cheating on me with her. Back then, he'd knelt before me and sworn that he never stopped loving me. "I'm her first love. She loves me too much," Xavier explained lightly. "I can't let her down like that. The surrounding colleagues chuckled. "Besides, being with Sheila just feels like a task to tick off my to-do list lately. She wants a child too badly. That makes me feel like a tool."