Love Is In The Air Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he repeated while kissing my neck. "You lie about loving me," I said, he angrily looks at me before speaking. " you can't even imagine how much I love you, elina" and then he kissed me on the lips, running his tongue inside my mouth, I grip his shirt's collar pulling him more closer, our tongue was dancing in perfect rhythm, his hands were squeezing my hips, He lifts me from the floor without breaking the kiss I put my legs around his waist we were standing so close that even air can't pass through us.

“My wife lied to me. I’m sorry but I knew. I knew he was alive and convinced Ciana to go far away with me until I’m married to her. Unfortunately, Airo showed himself after searching for us. Ciana never told me about it but I knew. I regretted a lot forcing myself on her. That's what I want you to fix. The only difference here and there is that Airo never loved Ciana. It’s unrequited love and she doesn’t look happy about it. Knowing Airo actually loved the other her but in the other universe. “ “You—you are selfish.” “I know.” “The baby is not mine. It’s Airo’s.” “What?” These facts are making me crazy. “I can’t make anyone pregnant. It’s what the doctor said.” “But they don’t love each othe

Love and joy hung in the air like a palpable mist, a sweet and heady scent that intoxicated all who breathed it in. Thane and River shared a tender kiss, their lips meeting in a soft, sweet caress. The air seemed to vibrate with the promise of their love, the fate that had brought them together sealed in that one, perfect moment. The pack's cheers and applause faded into the background, leaving only the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft, golden light of dawn.

Loved was in the air and she felt at peace… ***END***

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air as I plummeted from the skyscraper, blacking out before I hit the ground. "Lily." The camera lingered mercilessly on my mangled form. The voice was unhinged with madness. "You're finally going to die. Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so vile. "You knew damn well I loved Shane, and you still went ahead and married him! "In this world, only I am meant to love him! Everyone who'd try to take him from me should die!" The screen quaked, the view flipped, and there was Joanna's twisted face, filling the big screen. The footage cut off abruptly.

she said, her voice shaking but fierce, “look at me now.” His head jerked toward her. One eye was still darkening at the edge, the blackness spreading like ink through water, but the other was hers. Wild. Furious. Fighting. Aira stepped closer despite the hand in the floor and the horror burning in every part of her body. She put both palms over his chest and pushed everything she had into the bond, the fear, the love, the terror, the stubborn hope that had kept them alive this long. The child inside her answered at once, and warmth surged through her like a flame finding air. Kael shuddered under her hands. The blackness in his eye faltered. The hand in the floor jerked violently as if the

Noah stood at Kenneth’s grave weeks later, letter in hand, wind brushing his face like a blessing. He knelt. He smiled. He whispered, “I believe in love now.” And for the first time in his life, he truly meant it. End of chapter 9 Chapter 10 – Ghosts in the Wind Josephine’s POV The house still smells like him. A soft blend of aged books, peppermint tea, and his cologne. Sometimes I catch myself calling out his name expecting him to answer from the next room. He doesn’t. I sat in the living room tonight with the light off, just listening to the wind.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

dead leaves rolling across the cobblestones were the only sounds to break the heavy silence that descended upon the square. Eleanorfeltherheartslowslightlybuttheadrenalinecontinuedtopulsethroughherveinsgivinghertheimpressionthattheworldaroundhervibratedwithastrangeenergy. Still frozen in place she gazed at the stranger like a statue etched in the shadows. She wanted to say something to thank him to ask questions but her voice was dry and her words stumbled between gratitude and fear. She was finally able to mutter a barely audible Thank you her voice shaking as she revealed the emotion that was consuming her. The man slowly turned his head in her direction and for the first time a portion o