Love Happens Novels & Stories

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

Entering his room he lastly look at his love's picture and closed the door sighed sadly. **********

The other girl latched on to her tightly, bursting into tears. "I don't have anymore...I don't want to have to need them. Please don't go, Whitney. I love you and...I've never been in love before. I don't know what I'm doing...so go easy on me..." "Baby? Look at me." Whitney released the hug gingerly, cupping Hollis' tear streaked face lovingly. "I don't know your parents, but I can tell you what they have isn't love. Love is...caring about another person more than you do about yourself. It's wonderful and beautiful and yeah, sometimes it’s scary...it's a special bond between two people. It's how I feel about you." Whitney kissed her suddenly very vulnerable lover softly, vowing to back off

Love is the beauty of the soul. *******

Even though, she couldn’t scream out the very thing she wanted to say to him at that moment. ‘I love you, Dian’ "Dian…," she moaned. "I know." He muttered in her ears as he started to move, giving her dropping long and deep strokes. He moved like a man professing love to his woman, like he couldn’t get enough of her, like he was making love to her for the first time and the last time all at once. Each thrust was more passionate than every one he had given to her in the week. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Having a lover] Huh?

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

My lips met with hers, I got a slight reaction from her, but she did not push me away, so that was good. I moved my lips slowly against hers. She wrapped her hands around my neck, and I placed my hands on her waist in response. Every moment of the kiss was accompanied by ecstasy. Our tongues rolled perfectly against each other, and I felt my dick give a slight stir. God, I love kissing her so much. She tasted like strawberry and vanilla. It felt like I was on cloud nine. We slowly broke the kiss, panting slightly. I looked at her, and she looked at me. I really wanted things to be good between me and Lois, I want her to open her heart to me, I want her to know that I would never do anything

I am happy in love. The End.