Love Innocence Novels & Stories

Adi asked softly and when Meera nodded he left to find the friend. ~~~ Adi entered the Kitchen and frowned not finding Rohan there. “Rohan..where are you?” Adi asked in the air. “Here” Rohan waved his hand from beside the fridge. “What are you doing…” Adi stopped himself asking further. He raised his brow seeing his friend eating ice-cream. “I really came here to get water but you know ice-cream is my weakness...” Rohan said sheepishly. “You can eat what you like except strawberry flavour, it’s Angel’s favourite. I’m going to my Angel.” Adi took a glass of water and left his friend to finish his ice-cream.

Dianne began telling a story trying to hold back her tears. “…I came to discover that your father committed a terrible crime. Oliver drugged an innocent woman and forced her to sleep with him. Eventually, he got that woman pregnant. That woman… She didn’t know who the father of the baby was. She had no memories of what happened to her that night, but still she kept the baby. That baby… that baby is you, my little angel.” She placed her hands on top of her son’s hand while giving it a gentle squeeze.

What did I do wrong? “I’m fine. And you don’t have to force yourself to do this because of me,” he said, his hands landing on my shoulders, wiping away that lust in a blink of an eye. He looked at me the way he usually does. “The Loraine I know is pure, innocent, and prioritizes her self-worth.” “Maybe… I’m not so pure? And innocence doesn’t exactly coincide with ignorance, so no,” I replied, my fingers toying with his tie. “Besides, prioritizing self-worth has nothing to do with making love to my husband.”

It’s about the way Madin makes him feel—alive, vulnerable, human. Amelia, the more empathetic of his sisters, speaks up. "Love doesn’t follow logic or rules, Loretta. You of all people should know that." "Love?" Jona scoffs. "Is that what we’re calling it now? A prince throwing away alliances, reputation, and his sanity for a fleeting infatuation?" Arthur slams his fist on the table, the sound echoing through the hall. "Say what you want about me, but do not mock what I feel for her."

I don't know the definitions of the word Love anymore. My love for you was a joke....and because of you....I denied Vivian's love for me. I killed myself! I hated myself for hurting Vivian! Fir not saving you! As even blood needs to be spilt to prove an innocents virtue. That night....is she talking about it! Innocent...she was innocent.... could Vivian be innocent? . . Let wheels of time, be the mastermind. Let your destiny pave way for you to to unite.

Silvio placed the machine on the table and looked at her chest with a smirk over his lips. "Beautiful..." She heard him muttering as he wrapped bandages over her tattoed chest. Sadie emotionlessly scoffed as Silvio removed the fabric from her eyes. "You can own my body, but not my heart." She muttered with no emotion. Silvio smirked. His fingers wrapped few stray tendrils of her hair around them as he looked into her eyes. "Get ready to lose," ****

And because she found understanding before madness tried to mix into it, that same innocence earned her forgiveness. Love is innocent as well, love is crazy, too.

A kind of innocence which would make anyone fall for it and if not fall then to torment as per desire. His eyes wandered all over her face and finally stopped at her lips which were slightly parted. He noticed that small cut on her pink full lips and he already knew how she got it. His hand automatically made its way towards her mouth. He gently brushed his thumb against the corner of her lips. He was completely drunk that night but he could clearly remember how soft and luscious she had felt and tasted to him that night and that thing made him irrational because after feeling her sweetness, he had started despising just the thought of someone else feeling, touching or tasting her warmth, in

Just have a few pieces of the puzzle lined up. I would say that my fascination and love of puzzles was all that drew me to her, but that would be a lie. There is too much fondness for that. There is physical attraction as well, but that is irrelevant, I could feel that attraction to any beautiful women without dwelling on it. My fondness for her is different. I would call it love, but how can I really love something I don't understand? Something that continues to confuse me? But the fondness is still there, strong, and unexplained. I thought.

Then a few days later when Nosa visited the shopping center to take Gladis shopping, Nosa again saw Genta holding a woman who was dressed openly, and it wasn't Kaylila. Until the last incident, Nosa saw firsthand the figure of Genta with a different woman. Nosa concluded that actually Genta was not a good man for a woman who was sincere and innocent like Kaylila. Nosa did not explain to Kaylila because she wanted Kaylila to know it better herself. Nosa hopes that this marriage is just a formality. Because Nosa knows, it is impossible to cross the household ark without love. Likewise Nosa, he could not double Gladis, the woman he loved. ***