Love Inspired Novels Novels & Stories

“Go on.” She walked closer, heels clicking on the wood floor. Held the paper out like evidence. “This is unfair. You docked me points for ‘overly emotional language,’ but the whole novel is emotional. Heathcliff is rage and obsession and lust—you can’t analyze him like he’s a math problem.” One dark brow lifted. “Lust.” Heat crawled up her neck. She hadn’t meant to say that word out loud. It hung between them now, thick and heavy. He pushed off the desk and stepped toward her. Not fast. Just one measured step, then another, until the space between them shrank to nothing polite. She could smell him—clean cotton, faint cedar, something darker underneath, like smoke that never quite left his sk

He took the glass from her hand and drank it in one gulp. "I just asked it casually." She was getting close to him slowly. She wrapped her hand around his waist. She was breathing in his smell. He was not showing any interest in her but she didn't halt herself. She got this opportunity after the death of her wife. How could she let him go?.

We are on the cusp of a new beginning, and as I look to the future, I know that the love we share is the force that will guide us. The End!

I was breathless, he always got me there. The moonlight spilled into the room and was our only way of seeing anything. The dim light was comforting and made every unexpected touch intensify. I loved the feeling of him being close to me. His words rather whispers made me feel things I never felt before. Everything about him is unique and special, I love him and I will always do. Spending time with him is all I want, I pulled him closer to me, and as he pressed my naked body, I smiled and kissed him, he opened his mouth to make the kiss, even more, deeper, as his tongue played with mine, I moaned with satisfaction.

Her heart pounded, as he leaned in and kissed her. * It was a kiss of one thousand suns. Her body filled with a warmth and tingling unlike anything she had ever experienced. She kissed him back, more forcefully, and soon he was holding her, picking her up out of the water, and walking her towards the shore. He brought her to the dry sand, and they lay down together, on the empty beach, with seemingly the entire world to themselves. Their kisses became more passionate, and she reached up and ran her hand through his hair.

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.

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He nodded as his eyes stung. "I was scared that I would never see you", I whispered leaning into him, finally giving in to the tiredness, I drifted into sleep as a small smile tugged onto my lips hearing his heart hammering against his chest crazy. "I love you". •____• No POV: She fell asleep in my arms whispering 'I love you' making my whole body hum and my heart swell. She knows who did this to her and she still loves me? My eyes burned, I couldn't take it anymore as the first tear left followed by more. I buried my face into her hair clasping her to me.

The guys I dated in university, all were not faithful and even though I dated them with an intention of getting married, I knew I couldn't marry a man who was not satisfied with just me alone. I'm twenty three years but still a virgin. I smiled at Henry "You've been my best friend for years now, Henry. I don't see you like a lover" "I know..." He said softly and held my hand "...Hannah, I know you will still love me. I'm willing to wait for you to love me" I sighed "You're willing to wait till when, Henry?"

And the next day, Eunae finally welcomed love with open arms. She allowed love to conquer her heart again. She gave love another chance in the form of Stephen-the new love she knew she would hold onto and keep forever until her last breath. It was him who made her realize that there was nothing wrong with wanting a relationship that was filled with depth, intellect, understanding, and selflessness. It was Stephen who made her feel she too could be loved and that she was always and would forever be more than enough. The passionate kiss lasted for a few minutes before Stephen eventually let her go as she thumped his chest to gasp for air.