Loser Lover It Novels & Stories

Loren asked. My surprise made me laugh. “You can’t be asking me that!” “Why not? If he’s lousy, we can use that as a tactic. ‘You’re a bad kisser!’ Think of the emotional damage!” Loren said. I shook my head at her. “Unfortunately, we can’t say that.” “Damn,” Loren said. I lowered my head, remembering Neo’s kiss, so passionate, so tender despite his strength. “I really thought he loved me. I am the world’s biggest fool, aren’t I?”

It takes twenty seconds before I get the answer from him. "We can be lovers—real lovers. I have feelings for you, sweetie. I love you and I'll never leave you alone. Believe it or not..." Dark Louiz replied. I was speechless and I don't know how to say to him. "From being fake lovers before, we can be real lovers. I'm in love with you, sweetie. Do you feel the same way too, huh?"

I know he can see how flushed my face is, but stubbornness is just my nature. A chuckle escapes Cedric’s lips before he brushes my hair affectionately. That only causes more fluttery feelings within my heart. He is the worst. I wish I could resist his charms sometimes, but alas… that is impossible. “I don’t want you misunderstanding anymore…” he pauses, consideration on his face. “You are my lover. Not a plaything, not a toy, not ‘part of a harem’. You’re mine and I am yours… do you understand?” He asks, his face searching mine for a response.

I called out and held his hands and he looked at me, I saw a smile in his eyes but it was immediately covered with a cold gaze. It hurts me that Russeli who always smile when he saw me was now giving me a cold shoulder. Was I being selfish wanting to keep him by my side but as a friend instead of a lover? I wanted us to get back to how we use to be, even if it was to apologize to him every day. “Russeli I am sor..” “You are sorry?” He cuts me off coldly and shook my hands off his. “I don’t need your pity.” He looked exhausted, I knew this was not the Russeli I knew, he had always been energetic. “I need you to love me.”

“Is it bad for you to spend just one night with me? You don’t have to leave every time we have sex like I’m some stripper you found on the streets.” His hand picks a loose tendril of my dark hair, tucking it behind my ear. This is the Ryat I fell in love with. The Ryat who is gentle with me and actually sees me more than an object he can use every week. “You are a stripper, Olivia. Are you forgetting that? Are you forgetting you’ve been spreading your legs for me every time I get you on this bed? See you on Tuesday, curvy. I want those legs even wider for me when I see you again.”

"Don't say that! You're the only person I love! I was only together with Madison because our families were a good match." He gripped my hands tightly. His voice was trembling when he said, "I like being cooped up in our little apartment with you, snacking on chips while we watch a movie together. I like cooking with you. I like holding your hand while we stroll along the streets. I… "The only person I love is you." Tristan's voice was thick with tears by the time he was done speaking. However, I simply looked at him coldly while peeling his fingers away from my hands.

“Only Vance. Forever. Every piece of me is yours. My body, my heart, and my soul, it's all yours. I carry you inside me always. I love the feeling of you being deep inside, making us one.” He lifted his head, eyes dark and burning, filled with that overwhelming devotion and possession only he had. He pushed his hand down between us, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of my underwear, touching right where I was still soft and sensitive and swollen from the night before, right where I could still feel him deep within.

The Labyrinth came alive with lovers. The ever-shifting pathways filled with the sounds of raw passion wet flesh slapping, muffled moans, cries of release bouncing off glowing walls. Vespera was claimed again and again as the maze guided new configurations. Draven and Lorien double-penetrated her relentlessly while Sable rode her face. Later, Rook found her in a dead-end alcove, bending her over and railing her with brutal, possessive strokes while Draven fed her his cock.

Maren took a long drag of her cigarette and blew the smoke directly into my face. "Apologize," she said. "Tell me you're sorry, and I'll pretend none of this happened." The faint fruit-flavored smoke curled around me. I used to love that smell, but now it made my stomach turn. She had smoked the same cheap brand for ten years. I only found out a few days ago that their tagline was "One Love for a Lifetime". Maren Hale's one love for a lifetime was Roman Callister. My eyes burned and I blinked hard, holding her gaze. "Maren, I told you ten years ago that I would wait for you until I turned 35. You never said yes. So I'll find someone who will."

"Hmmm. My eldest sister I guess. She felt that the guy was out of her league or something." "You're kidding," I said. "Your eldest sister is talented and cute." And cute? Really Riri? Lesbian much. He didn't notice my little slip. "Yeah, but the guy is really popular. He had girls lined up in his doorstep, literally, because he sells doors for a living." He snorted at his lame joke. "Anyway, she still fought for the guy. She was the one who admitted that she loved him. I guess it worked because they're married now with a kid."