Love Desire Novels & Stories

Now think if the two are really lovers, it's well-matched! But anyway, Uri guessed he had a dozen followers, maybe lining up all over Los Angeles. Uri was a man but also admitted that Alex was indeed very attractive, not to mention his family or talent, only by appearance also enough for others to hug him day and night. Uri stared blankly at his large, sturdy back, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his chest. He didn't know how to describe this feeling... it was a feeling of security, sobbing, longing to possess something... or it could be... stir.

Chapter 1 Prologue "Eat me tonight, baby" Theola moaned when she was creased in with pleasure from every side. Rolf kissed every part of her body with the utmost desire to eat her whole. He did this till he got down and fondled her mini stick. She let out a louder moan. He continued to do so until she begged him not to cease. He then rose to her ovals and fondled them masterfully. Theola was all in need of him at that moment. "I want to feel you inside, Rolf". He then plugged in his huge rod and they both rode at a steady pace. She held his hand to her neck.

The kiss is slow and passionate filled with desire not wild. I truly am crazy about this man And I love it. ... ...

To stare at me with so much desire. I shifted slightly and decided to play along. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his head down a little so that we were closer together. I might know that I didn't love this guy, but that didn't mean that we couldn't try dating. I wasn't a slut, but I was the type of girl who believed in showing emotions through actions rather than words. "I want you, Kylie. You have no idea how hard it is for me to not just ravage you senseless right here and now."

Is that what is called LOVE? ***

“Forever.” Liora’s response was a soft moan, her body pressing closer to Christen’s. The mark on her skin pulsed with a life of its own, a symbol of their union. In this moment, their connection deepened, transcending the physical and delving into something far more profound. It wasn’t just lust that bound them—it was love, devotion, and the unyielding strength of their bond.

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.

Jasmine Ito – POV The truth was simple. And that was what made it hurt the most. John was the only man I had ever truly loved. Not admired. Not respected. Not chosen out of duty. Loved. My fingers trembled as I wiped at the tears slipping down my face, but they wouldn’t stop. They came faster now, warmer, heavier—each one carrying a memory I couldn’t outrun. That night. It replayed in fragments. The way his lips found mine—not hesitant, not rushed… just certain. Like he had been waiting for that moment longer than either of us wanted to admit.

I felt loved, truly loved. Rohan's fingers tracing the curves of my thighs, sending shivers down my spine. His touch, gentle yet electrifying, igniting a flame within me. My moans fill the room as he presses my breasts together, his lips sucking each nipple in turn. Every caress, every kiss, fills me with longing. Squeezing, groping, his hands worship my body. This isn't just desire; it's love, pure and true. Valerie's absence a blessing, allowing us to revel in our passion without interruption. No shadows, no doubts, just us.

He looked at her like she was the only person in the world, and in that moment, she believed it. James leaned closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper as his lips brushed against her ear. “The power of desire,” he murmured, his breath sending shivers down her spine. “It leads you to the most beautiful thing on earth—love.” His words were more than just poetic; they were a reflection of the connection they had built. Desire may have brought them together, but it was love—the deep, unshakable kind—that had woven their lives so intricately. Aria’s heart swelled at his sincerity, her eyes shining with unshed tears.