Love And Deepspace Fanfiction Novels & Stories

James was immersed in a deep melancholy in the living room, enveloped by a dense cloud of cigar smoke, while a bottle of liquor rested beside him. His lips still tasted of the burning kiss he had given Meg, and his mind remained immersed in the confessions they had exchanged. The love they felt for each other was undeniable, intense and true, but this was the tragedy that surrounded them. It was a forbidden love, an impossible love, destined to face innumerable barriers and challenges.

she offered, her words a feeble attempt to assuage my anxiety. "Thank you, I'm sorry for snapping earlier, okay?" I apologized, realizing I had overreacted. "It's fine. Let me drop you off and go see Liam. He must be missing his aunt," she suggested with a smile. "I'm starting to feel jealous. He seems to like you more than me," I teased, and we shared a laugh. “Oh C'mon i could never compete with his mum, his first love,” she teased. "So, is my outfit alright?" I inquired.

Claire paused, shuddering as she said, "It's over between me and Stan Gosling. I didn't keep his baby either… So can't we just start over? I promised I won't ever hurt you anymore…" All I felt was exasperation. "So, you came looking for me because you realized no one's bothered to take your crap?" "No! I really love you!" Claire cried even harder. "Don't you remember?! You promised that you'd always stay with me back at university…" "I do," I replied calmly. "I also remembered working overnight just to bake a cake for you, only for you to hand it off to Stan. "I also remember that time I felt like I could die from a high fever, but you told me you're busy shopping for new clothes with Stan.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

It was raw and unguarded. “So what’s going to be the last fantasy?” She chuckled dryly, trying to distract herself from what she was actually feeling. "I want to do something different today," he said. "Different how?" "No list," he started, tracing his thumb tracing her jawline. “I just want to make love to you, Yas. I want to feel all of you, I want to let you in…” he paused and bit his lips like he was giving away too much. Then he chuckled dryly too,

I stepped forward, knelt down, and looked him in the eyes. "Edward, would you be willing to form a bond with me? I want to be your mate." At my words, Edward's face lit up with overwhelming emotion. "I—I do! I'm willing!" He answered without a second's pause. Hearing his answer, I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him.

I clenched around him, spilling hot and sticky cum over his hand and my stomach, my vision whiting out as pleasure ripped through me. Caspian thrust a few more times, erratic and deep, before he buried himself to the hilt and came with a guttural moan, flooding me with his release. We collapsed together, breaths ragged, his weight grounding me as aftershocks trembled through us. He kissed my forehead, my lips, soft now in the aftermath. “I love you,” he whispered, pulling me close. “I love you,” I replied, my hand over his heart, feeling it beat in sync with mine. Glancing at the tattoo on my wrist—And beyond.—I knew this was it.

How vast is the ocean? I know it is in wide scope How dangerous is this ocean? A lot and too much chances To explore, you can be drowned With the wave you can be nowhere How deep could it be ? Like the love of yours How vast,how deep How blue,how loyal Deeper,bluer than blue Blue ocean by: Ency Bearis The night slowly faded away as the sun rose in the sky, filling the earth with its brightness. The rays from the sun illuminated Lena's room, though the windows were closed and the blinds down.

"Because we have just met and we barely know each other! We've spent no more than 35 minutes together. You spent half of the time grabbing my ass and the other half grabbing other girls' asses. And you keep feeding me this kind of bullshit of wanting to spend the rest of your life with me. I mean, are you fucking out of your mind or something?!" "Louisa," he chanted my name. "I know it sounds crazy, but I've known you for a long time. Much longer than you expect. Plus, some people spend a lifetime in one minute. They call it a moment of bliss, an infatuation. Like a flower, like a moon. Everchanging, but never changes. But for me, every minute with you feels like a lifetime of bliss and ...

Her daughter, who sacrificed so much for them and till that moment, despite being far away, she still affects their lives for the positive. Before the flight took off, Jared called Mirabel, telling her he was going to miss her and she said she would miss him more. It was so magical how Jared had grown to love Mirabel so much. It started as a joke and soon he got used to her company and they gradually got intimate. Jared would never have believed it if someone ever told him he would fall in love with Rodrigo's sister and love her so much. He practically adores her and their love has become the talk of the town.