Livre D Amour Novels & Stories

He wondered how long this had been going on? - Lucia laid on Alexius chest, after their heartwarming love making. She could feel his heart steadily beating. He stared down at her rosy cheeks as he slowly caressed her blonde hair. "I brought you this book, I really think you will love it." He whispered into her ear. She smiled at how thoughtful he was. "It's called the picture of Dorian Gray, one of my many favourites." He said huskily. "I would love to think you are Sibyl Vane." He said sadly. She smiled thinking it was sweet.

And I’ll be glad to offer it. The pages are off white that have gotten darker due to age. They looked almost brown now. The writing wasn’t in English, which was expected. I opened it to the first page. It was blank. Or at least, that is what I first thought. Then I saw the signature scribbled at the bottom of the page with two simple words. ‘Your love.’ Daciana called this a history book? It seems more like romance to me than anything. I haven’t opened the inside to see the contents. But it didn’t make sense that anyone would give their lover a history book. That just seems sadistic in my opinion.

I spoke up, cutting him off immediately and now I wish I never did cause he hits the table with his hands and his eye aflame. “You like him?” I nod and didn’t say a word. “No the person you love is me.” He said in a domineering voice and a twinkle of an eye, he leans over and possesses my lips with his, this must be what they said about a jealous boyfriend. The kiss lasted for seconds maybe minutes because the taste of his lips on mine was so amazing that I couldn’t push him away, even if we were kissing at an open place and eyes may be watching at us. He leans back and a smile flashed through his face, all the anger was gone and replace with a charming smile while I try to catch my breath.

A feminine voice says through the speakers. ​"Congratulations on coming to California. I hope you enjoy your stay here." Catherine smiles. Louis picks up a small gift bag on the floor and gives it to Catherine. He knows today is Catherine's birthday so he bought her an expensive jewelry. He has to continuously win her heart if he is to stay by her side for a long time, at least to get what he wants. ​"What's this?" Catherine looks inside the bag. ​"Happy birthday, president Catherine." Louis compliments.

He didn't need to be slow , as he had already claimed Arabelle a long time ago , never did he carve anything as much as her touch . " Spread your legs for me love " he demanded as she did he latched his mouth on her pussy , Arabelle moaned as he pleasured her , a whimpered left her mouth as her entered her without any warning but she arched back making her breasts jiggle and meet his chest . He sucked her pink round nipples occasionally biting them making her moan his name .

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining

Kabir said as he moved closer and placed a kiss on Omar’s lips. The confused boy stood lifeless with his eyes wide opened as Kabir continued kissing him. He kissed him for almost five minutes before he slowly moved back. Omar was still standing confused when the door to the library opened, his little brother rushed in while shouting his name. “Omar, the driver is waiting for us.” The boy said and rushed out again. Omar sluggishly walked out of the library without saying a word to Kabir because he is totally confused at this stage.

“Are you going to run off? If you come back I can promise you everything. I can give you sex and anything your heart desires.” He couldn’t give her everything. There was a reason she read so many romance novels, and it wasn’t because it was what women did. She read them out of yearning. The books were her one way of getting a happy ending. In life she had come to learn it doesn’t always have a happy ending. “I’ll come back,” she said. The sex between them was brilliant. She never wanted the lust to end. Christal wondered how long the brilliant sex would last without love. She’d seen many couples within her pack mate, then regret their decisions afterward.

“It’s open. Anyone could come in.” “Oh.” He stepped back, the heat between us cooling for a split second as he pulled away. “Is that so?” I nodded. Part of me wanted this, wanted him, but the other part was terrified of being caught. “Okay,” he muttered. He reached down and picked up the books from the floor, straightening his suit as he walked back to his seat. I stood there, frozen. I didn’t expect him to flip a switch like that, going from a lover to a cold professor in a heartbeat.

Her voice was sharp, and she clearly didn't appreciate being spoken to like that. Eryx rolled his eyes, his annoyance palpable. He wasn’t in the mood for this argument and certainly didn’t have the energy to entertain her anymore. “And tell me one reason why you want to marry me," he snapped. "There are plenty of men out there who are more handsome than I am. Why me?” Amy didn't hesitate. “Because I love you,” she said, her words quick and direct. Eryx let out a harsh laugh, disbelief dripping from his tone. “Fuck your love,” he scoffed. “If you really loved me, you wouldn’t be out there fucking around.”