Love Draw Novels & Stories

If that was Loveth's intention of coming into the Anderson's home - to win the young master's heart and have him marry her. Loveth was no match for Willow. Loveth was younger, though fatter and beautiful, and her chubby looks made her look more mature than her age. But Loveth was only 20 years old, as she had told Aria her age. Aria remembered the previous day when Loveth was staring at the magazine covers irritatedly, seeing loved-up photos of Willow and Patrick. Aria shook her head. "If Patrick can be attracted to Loveth, then what stopped him from being attracted to me? Maybe I should start staring at him with puppy eyes or cat eyes like Loveth does, as I hate that Loveth's black eyes."

Chapter 11 Love As Joe hangs there, half way through the moonhole in the ceiling, with his shoulders in the air garden, his eyes fixed upon the vibrant purple flower glowing serenely in the dim light, he finds himself captivated by its ethereal beauty. Each delicate petal seems to sparkle in harmony with the beautiful serenity of the airgarden, casting a mesmerizing spell upon his senses. The rich hue of the orchid hybred reminds him of Nerissa, its vibrant shade echoing the enchanting presence she holds in his heart.

That's the effect of her drugs and drips. "please Devon, I don't love you.. Don't hurt my lover " Beloveth said with a faint voice shedding tears She couldn't whimper, she felt her tears hot.. When you fall sick and you shed a tear, those hot tears are the ones dropping from Beloveth's eyelid... "so you get a lover the moment you step foot here " Devon asked burning in fury "I knew you love me, but I don't, I don't love you Devon, this is one sided love, such a relationship doesn't work out "Beloveth said breathing slowly with pain..

His hands slide down the fabric until they reach my ass. How could I deny something from him? Kisses, caresses, sex. It's all about love, and I'm loving it. Well this has gotta be the longest crush ever Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever And, fuck it I'm on one, do you feel me? (Well, this has to be the greatest passion of all Love is a drug, like the strongest of all And shit, I'm on it, you feel me?) ●●

This Love To forget the pain she is feeling when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, Lumiere went to the club to get drunk and find herself. There, she met Rage Forger, a snobbish but handsome man. At first she thought she wouldn't get his attention however when she drunk danced on the dance floor, suddenly someone hugged her back she immediately felt his warm body and fragrant smell.

Becca slurs, she definitely more than tipsy. "Well let's just say my father gives me what I want" I say looking at her. We stare at one another no words exchanged. It's like we were telepathically talking to each other. Our stares became more of a lust filled stare. We step closer to one another. Both lost in a trance of admiration,infatuation and lust. It was lust pulling us together. She brings her arms around my neck while I snake my arms around her waist pulling her even closer to me.

my heart lies with you just give me back my tears in vain just unbreak my heart my love and all the things that caused the pain come back and give me back your hug come back and give my love to me I can't live a single day without you you were my destiny you left me broken in thousand pieces and it reflects nothing to see I can't love again in life with all that is left is pain ◇PARV POV◇ What she mean she likes him am I the fool here loving her for all these years I loved her more than anything how can you do this candy he hurted you bloody he slapped but you said you like him

Aurora hummed softly in response, still breathless, her heart completely his. This wasn’t just passion. It wasn’t just pleasure. It was love—intense, all-consuming, and sacred. And in that moment, wrapped in the warmth of Draven’s arms, she knew she would never forget this night for the rest of her life. ---

“So, tell me, what does this wealthy client want?” “I’ve given you all the ammunition you’ll need to find that out for yourself.” “Well, I'm going to head home, so I can go over notes if I want to be prepared for tomorrow. Thanks again, Mr. Leonardo.” The wealthy Client Motivation: In the world of wealth, power, and glamour, a sophisticated client finds a need and yearning for love. “What sense does it make to have it and no one to share it with?” Love is a powerful emotion that resonates with warmth and connection. The allure of a 'lover' generates a thrilling mix of excitement and longing, igniting desires that have led to entertaining visions of an ideal relationship. The phrase "I wanna

I step out of the car and approach slowly, fingers tracing the engraved letters: “Olivia Kingsley, beloved daughter, wife and mother, always in our hearts.” I kneel, resting my hands on the cool stone. A bouquet of fresh lilies, her favorite, rests against the base. I had picked them up on the way here, the soft fragrance a small comfort amidst the storm in my chest.