Loser Lover It Novels & Stories

We spilled out, doors slamming, and he was on me before we hit the elevator. Back against the cold metal wall, his mouth crashed into mine—hard, demanding, tasting of gunpowder and triumph. His hands roamed, yanking at my tactical vest, fingers slipping under to graze bare skin. I arched into him, nails scraping his neck, pulling him closer as the elevator dinged upward. “Fuck, Lovia,” he muttered against my lips, teeth nipping my bottom one until I gasped. “You were lethal tonight. Watching you...”

Loveth said quickly “God, I want you so bad,” he whispered in her ears , lifting her up onto the island in the kitchen and slipping between her legs. He was already suited up, showered and looked ready to step out of the door. “If only I didn’t have a fucking meeting.” He breathed. “Cancel it,” Loveth whispered in his ear and kissed him again. “Don’t tempt me,” he pulled her to him and kissed her hard. He reluctantly stepped back and ran his hand through his hair. “I don’t want to run out on you but I’m already late.”

him slowly hissing as she sinks down onto him earing a deep sigh from them both. He lifts his hand and touches her faces God baby I have missed you so much. oh really like you didn't do this with anyone. No not one just been waiting to be able to come back to you. what about you he ask as he kisses her neck. well I ahhh he stops and looks at her you uh what. who who do I have to kill for touching what's mine. you promised when I left you wait for me. Well you didn't say you be gone 7 years a mean a woman has needs. A woman what about me my hand has been my best friend every night waiting to come back to you and you went a fucked what some Bata or something. Hey now I didn't say that you did

{Why do you hide you pain inside, Why do you say to me, I am all shredded inside, I've broken from inside. In your love, I've become angry with myself.} Main jee bhar ke ro loon Teri baahon mein so loon Aa phir se mujhe mil Main tujh se ye boloon Tu anmol thi Pal pal bolti thi Aisi chup tu laga ke gayi Saari khushiyaan kha ke gayi {I'd cry as much as I wish, I'd sleep in your arms,

I explain. "What song?" he inquires, even though he already knows it's my favorite. "The one you just sang," I reply, absentmindedly playing with my hair, which won't be there for much longer. "Shall I stay? Would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you?" His voice is flawless. I used to play this song when I couldn't fall asleep. "Like a river flows, surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be." I feel his fingers gently combing through my hair. It's a reflex, they say, in moments like these. Perhaps he's as tired as I am. "Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you." I resist the urge to close my eyes, wanting to hea

Her gaze instantly softened. When she spoke, her voice was soft, but every word she said seemed to stab into my heart like a knife. "Honestly, I've always felt a little guilty watching you get played for a fool by Felix and me. "Remember the last time you asked why the condoms in the drawer went missing? I told you I threw them out, when in truth, I used them with Felix." She paused before reaching down to brush against my empty pant leg. "I really love you, Shane Conway.

Her eyes shimmered like a dangerous yet alluring trap. To him, she was like a forbidden piece of candy. Sweet yet toxic. Even as his rational mind screamed at him, he couldn’t resist leaning in. Their breaths mingled. At the last moment, he shifted and kissed her forehead instead. Just a light touch, yet it reignited desires he had barely managed to suppress. Lena’s teasing expression deepened. Her glimmering eyes brimmed with mischief, enticing and daring him. Alaric narrowed his own, refusing to back down. A battle of wills ignited between them, both determined to outlast the other.

If not for the memories of two lifetimes, I might still be lost in his false tenderness, foolishly believing that his care was genuine. Leaning weakly against the headboard, I replied to his questions in a soft voice, "I had some food and took my meds. Don't worry about me. You should rest early." "How can I not worry? When I can't see you, I just don't feel at ease," he said with affectionate concern. In my previous life, I had been moved to tears by the fake gentleness and wholesome caring act he put on. I was convinced that his mistake was a momentary lapse of judgment and that he still loved me.

he replied, taking a step away from me. “Don't you get it? She was a mess before I started this, imagine what would happen if she finds out it's all a lie,” I shot back. “She may forgive me, but I'll never forgive myself.” He laughed bitterly. “So you want me to pretend to be the mystery guy to save your silly game?” “Liam—” “No, I refuse to be used to satisfy her emotions. Helena didn't like me enough then to stay, why in heaven's name would I waste my time trying to play some mystery lover? I'm not a fool,” he said defiantly, shaking his head.

Meeting my gaze, he turns on a swivel chair, obviously enjoying the turn of the tides. “ What an ass!” to thought, tearing my gaze away from the screen. I'm wearing the pearl choker necklace Ethan's mother had given me. The Rolex watch that Aaron gifted me is sitting on my wrist, and with his fiery gaze bringing me under fire, my right fingers fiddle and tug it for some sign that all is well. “ And the man?” He questioned, eyebrows lifted in a scorn. “ Who is it?” “ My lover,” I responded matter-of-factly. Lisa jumps into the conversation, grabbing the opportunity to smear my name, listing the things I had done in the past, including how I slept with a stranger for money.