Novel & Cerita Love Is A Hurricane

"You will not touch her unless she gives you permission. If you still wish to do so I will send you to the moon right here." The four of them stare at each other their devastated hearts bleeding and their minds shattered by a barbaric hurricane. There are no more words spoken yet it seems to reverberate clearly for all of us to hear. They each must choose between two options that will set the course of their relationship for them. Love or Hate.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

Mike was the type young man I know would suit my crown husband that was why I was always intentional about it. I know it sounded desperate, and uncalled for about my weird actions because we were still in secondary school chasing our dreams and finding a great paths for ourselves. But, I believe love waves, so it could waves to any ages, situation, time, hours, circumstances to feel that feeling and realize something, or someone is yours. I was just blushing as he speak. I felt really alright. My body that was quivering, calmed down as I calmly listen to his magical voice spoke. It was an unimaginable auditory images one could ever get right.

I watched her for I don't know how long, minutes or maybe longer. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it might wake her up. The words were right there again, sitting on my tongue. I love you. Just three words and that was all. Three words that should have been easy. But every time I opened my mouth, something closed in my throat. I could feel the familiar fear of letting someone in creep in again. I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship.

Then another wave hit - this one swallowing her completely. Darkness crept in. The world became muted—just the distant roar of water and howling wind. The last thing she saw was Damian's form fading from view.

I finally understood that this marriage had been a lie from the beginning. As soon as my dizziness eased, Luca walked in with a half-full bowl of soup, the rim stained with a smudge of lipstick that wasn't mine. His blue eyes were full of warmth, and his voice sounded as affectionate as always. "Elena, are you awake?" He scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and brought it to my lips. The scent of rosemary hit me at once—it was the smell I hated most. I turned away to avoid the spoon, staring straight at him. "Luca, I want a divorce."

It was the hurricane that lashed against its equal—and against both of them, giving nothing. Her resisting head presses against his shirt as she tries to push him away back into her and her resisting knuckles push him away. It was war. It was not love. And both of them were bruised. He broke the kiss first, forehead to hers, both of them gasping. "The truth," he gasped, rasping voice, "can destroy everything." "Then burn it to ashes," Leya gasped. Because if the truth would kill them. Their emotions just might.

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?) ●●

I nodded and encircled my hand around her waist, then kept my other hand on her cheek to caress it lovingly. "Don't worry, I will handle everything," I said and kissed her forehead. She smiled and hugged me, unaware that our love path is not easy and we have to cross thousands of hurdles before getting together forever. "I just hope we cross every hurdle, Monika because I doubt now I will be able to live without you" I thought and hugged her back, praying to Moon Goddess to never separate me from her because now it's impossible to bear the pain of losing someone I love dearly but I know something disastrous was about to happen... The writer won't let us stay peacefully. There is a strange fe