Love Banats Novels & Stories

Give me the fork, I am starving" Nancy said, taking the fork from Kingston, which made him laugh so hard. Kingston loved how Nancy would enjoy meals. He loved her enthusiasm when it came to eating meals prepared by not just him, but anyone. He watched her devour the pasta he made specifically for her, and his heart filled with happiness. Is this the reason why I love her? because she eats whatever I give to her? or do I love her because of her personality? Kingston thought to himself. Being a chef, nothing pleased Kingston more than seeing people eat the food he prepared. He becomes elated just filling people's stomach with food. Kingston was a chef by day and a secret service agent by night

But hurting Belle was the last thing he wanted. “I don’t want to be the third person between you and Renee,” Belle said. “I don’t either.” “Do you still love her?” Bastian froze. He had never fully loved Renee. Most of it was because he felt obliged due to her kindness. Any affection was born out of habit and pity. Nothing more. Bastian wasn’t sure he had ever truly loved Renee. “I care about Renee. If that’s love, I wouldn’t oppose it. It’s probably just… habit, because she’s always been there for me,” Bastian admitted honestly.

And this time, I was going to make sure she knew it was safe to love me back. "Sophia Moreau." My voice was steady, certain, because I had never been more sure of anything in my life. "I love you." Her breath shuddered. I held her gaze. Didn’t look away. Didn’t let her run. "I have loved you since the first moment I saw you. And even when I was too much of a fucking idiot to realize it, even when I tried to fight it, even when I lost you" I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the ring.

According to her, instead of talking about other people, it's better for them to talk about their love story or their boyfriend. quality chats are chats that don't harm others and Baby thinks chatting about their love relationship especially their boyfriends is not a topic that harms anyone. they both like to chat while snacking will feel more exciting when sharing their love story. they can make their respective love stories as lessons in terms of romance or knowledge. *** Bonito stood in front of a large mirror, once again making sure his appearance was as flawless as expected. he most dislikes when his appearance looks bad or messy. he always put his looks first and will be like that fore

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.

Elvis said and Ella looked up at him. "Huh?" Ella said. "I love you a lot." Elvis repeated and Ella blushed again. "Same." Ella said and Elvis frowned which she noticed. "What!" Ella asked, she suddenly realized why he is frowning. "Okay, calm down. I love you too." Ella said and Elvis smiled immediately. "Hmm, that's it not same." Elvis said as they continued discussing. << Clark Mansion~Lilith's room>> Lilith just finished reading two novels and she could swear she was already feeling bored.

"You call this stalking redemption? I don't need your guilt-driven babysitting. You owed me loyalty. You owed me faith. Not this... this obsessive shadowing!" His chin dropped to his chest. "...I'm sorry." Bella inhaled sharply, forcing the lump in her throat down. "Stop trespassing in my life. Just... disappear." She spun on her heel before he could see her eyes glisten. Damian remained rooted, arms limp at his sides. Tears blurred his vision as his nails bit into his palms. "Then tell me," he whispered to the empty space she'd occupied, "how do I stop loving you?"

Lanterns flickered in gold, outlining a dinner table set for two under a delicate white canopy. “Baby” I whispered, still in disbelief, as he took my hand and guided me forward. “Hey, Michelle,” he said, eyes warm and fixed on mine. “I want to let you know how much I love you… with every passing day, you become the peace I never knew I needed.” I swallowed slowly as his words sank in. “I just want you to know this is forever.” He breathed. He went down on one knee, his eyes locked on mine as he held my hands.

Alex had dimmed his tone, Josh finally snapping his head up at Alex. “You’re one to talk Mr I’m so in love with Xavier. You do realize everyone knows right?”

Garth DID HIS BEST impression of a tent pole as he watched the wedding party twirl and gyrate around the dance floor while Benji played his bastardized version of the B-52's Love Shack. A few years back Garth had finally given in and tossed some money at Benji to get him to shut up about making their own funny version of the song. He'd written it, got some guys together and recorded a pretty nice version titled Love Barn. It was quickly incorporated into Benji's set for when he played wedding DJ, like tonight.