Love Is Brondong Novels & Stories

For theirs was a love that transcended time and space, a love that would endure even the darkest of nights. As they drifted off to sleep beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, Kate knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their passion, their desire, and their unbreakable bond. And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, she knew that their love would endure for all eternity. As the night wore on, Elias and Kate's passion only intensified, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire and longing. Each touch, each caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.

Val exhaled, “Brown embraces the truth and reality. She is carrying a child for someone else. You don’t expect her to start loving you now” “But, she is not in love with him. They are both not in love, it's just circumstance that joins them together”,Brown persisted. Val was tired of trying to make her brother see the truth. No matter how hard she tried to convince him. He still keeps going back to his words.

"Do you want it, min elskede, my love? There is no taking it back." Liv let her head fall to the side, encouraging him to place more love bites along her neck. "Yes. I want it. I want you, Brodi. Forever." Brodi bit down slightly harder in a simulation of the bite that would be the final stage of the bonding. Her head dropped back and she whimpered as he reached down to align their bodies. Even through the water, he could feel the slickness of her need and it hardened him even farther. "Jeg elsker deg for alltid min kompis," (I love you forever, my mate.) he whispered as he moved into her with one smooth thrust.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

Today indeed was going to be a good day. "You so creepy"Robert commented but his tone was funny. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" "I only have good ideas" He chuckled closing the newspaper and putting it on the table,"what will you do if you actually fall in love with this girl?" "Impossible,why will I?" She is not my type,lifestyle different from mine,always like being single and haven't fallen in love and don't really know or believe in love either so what were the odds of it happening.

"Even his own parents don’t know and have to ask a neighbor. You two really did a great job as parents. Forget it. For Silas’s sake, I won’t bother arguing with you." I stared in disbelief at the clothes, toys, and gifts piled around me. With all of them beside me, I didn’t look quite so ugly anymore. "Will you forgive them?" Snowy asked, licking its paw. "You spent your entire life drawing lots. Wasn’t it all just to get their love? These things represent love. You’ve gotten it now." Alas, I was already dead. What was the point of getting it now? "I want to go find Grandma," I said.

He whispered, cupping Justine's tear stained face. He stared at him for a long time, heart aching to see someone so precious as Justine breaking down in front of his eyes. "You know what's your only fault?" He wiped his tears as he smiled at him. "Your only fault is loving someone so much...someone who doesn't deserve your love." Bob was crying as he smiled at the brunet. "But even that isn't something you should be sorry about." Bob wiped the tears on Justine's eyes. "Because loving is never wrong." He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him.

His sharp eyes flickering between me and Uncle Paolo. “Miss Vittoria ,” he said curtly. “Where is Don Lombardi?” “He went somewhere with Don Moretti,” I replied in a calm tone. He stood for a moment, looking at the two of us without a word before he finally walked away. “I better leave you so you don't get in trouble,” Uncle Paolo said, standing up from the chair. “It was nice seeing you Uncle, despite the circumstances,” I said to him and he smiled softly at me before walking away.

“What is this place?” “The act of making love is not considered lowly. Making love when you are not mated is the problem,” he said. “What is mated?” she asked. “You’ve already declared us a couple. Doesn’t that make us mates?” “Our mated is the equivalent to your marriage,” he said. She looked at his long face and frowned. “I’m so sorry. I’ve made you go against your culture and now…” “Never mind,” he said. “I will talk with my grandparents, but let us keep this to ourselves. I do not wish to lose face with my society. Once lost, it cannot be regained.”

Saddie, after recovering from her shock, puts the bags down on the ground and claps her hand. “That was fantastic,We knew you were in love with him!” they both grinned at me. I looked at them like they were crazy. They don't know what they are talking about. “Our little sister is in love” they sing songs and fist bump like they were best friends when in fact, they are like cats and dogs. I have never seen them getting along so well until now. If I had known they could bond over something as mundane as talking about my non-existent love life, I would have gotten married to my non-existent husband.