Love Contract Book Novels & Stories

“Did you marry because of the ultimatum I gave you? Or… is it real love?” There was silence. Cara’s breath caught in her throat. Finally, Damien’s voice came, quieter than usual. “It’s love. I didn’t plan it but it happened.” Cara shut her eyes, her chest tightening. The way he had hesitated just for a beat was enough for her to know he was lying. But he said it so smoothly it almost sounded real. His grandfather gave a weak laugh of relief. “Good. That makes me so proud. I can rest easier knowing you’re happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

At least now I know why they looked familiar, they were the people in the drawings on Hunter's bedside table. " It's nice to meet you Mrs McConnell. Love." I tried to sound cheerful but I failed woefully. " It's nice to meet you too hunny. I've heard so much about you from my husband. In due time, we do need to have a little chat" Mrs McConnell said, then added a wink as we shook hands. Another talk? " Hey, you're my brother's secretary right?" Love asked as she extended her own hand for a shake. " Yeah" I replied as I shook back.

This was like a dream come true for Amy. Bryan, the only man she desires, the love of her life, her heart beat, was kissing her. His kiss was so much different from that of Kyle. His kiss was passionate, it was filled with love and longing, like he too wanted it.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. The Forbidden Love Series will be slightly different from the ones I've written so far. The stories in this series are not connected to each other. They are each stand-alone stories, and all of them feature forbidden love. A Short Synopsis: Twenty-four-year-old Serenity Parker had always been in love with her older brother's best friend, Alexander Dawson who was two years older than her. Soon she found out that he was too interested in his underground fight clubs and

“To my right is our current Beta Daniel Luske, and to my left our new Gammas, Trent and Ki Braintree. Do you consent to this ceremony?” “Yes,” They answer and smile. “Gamma Ki, will you come and officiant the vows,” Dad steps back. “Storybook Love” by Mark Knopler starts to play. This song is us. It’s us completely. “This love was stronger than the powers so dark, A prince could have within his keeping; His spells to weave and steal a heart, Within her breast, but only sleeping.”

"P(love) = lim(n→∞) [Σ(moments of understanding × acts of kindness × shared vulnerabilities) / time] × choice" Elena read it three times, her vision blurring with tears. "You created an equation for the probability of love." "Based on what I've learned from loving you. Love isn't random. It's built through understanding each other, treating each other with kindness, being vulnerable together, over time. But the most important variable is choice." Dominic pointed to the final term. "We choose to love each other. That's what makes it real." "This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me." Elena slipped the ring back on her finger. "Not just the physical ring, though it's gorgeous.

Okay that's all for now. Love_ Author Cathystar

Or maybe it was the version of me he unlocked. The way we sang and laughed as if we were a couple who had been together for years amazed me. As we sang he leaned in again and this time he came in for a kiss! I leaned in too. Yes, I wanted to know how he tasted. I wanted to know if he could kiss. That was either going to kill this obsession I had with him or add embers that would make it burn harder. Our lips interlocked. His lips were soft and his mouth tasted sweet and smelled a little like bubblegum. Our tongues touched and embraced each other like they were old friends.