Love Is Not A Number Novels & Stories

He said. “OMG, Chris is here!!!” Maria said while jumping up and down. Valeriana laughed, “Do you like him that much?” She asked. “More than my life! He’s the love of my life!!!” Maria said while touching the left side of her chest. Valeriana giggled. Valeriana

Kain whispers into my ear, his breathing heavy as he holds back his wants and desires while my body gets used to being invaded like this. Nodding hazily, I mumble an almost incoherent, “I love you, Kain.” “I love you too, Liam.” Kain’s gentle confession, followed by a passionate but tender kiss, has me lost completely in the moment's bliss. Even the pain from this being my first time pales compared to the joy I feel from finally being claimed by my lover.

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

Every bit of your effort is in vain. But on the contrary, you think it's your fault, that you didn't try hard enough. For two years, I've been convinced that Jacob loves me. It's just that he can't communicate. It wasn't until I saw "Love of My Life" that I realized how ridiculous I had been for two years. It's not that he can't love, it's just that he doesn't want to love me. I mentioned the breakup with Jacob. He opened his mouth and ultimately did not say a single word.

Karen frowned and dangerously approached her. "Don't you dare mention his name. If you don't know what love is, you don't love anyone, you don't love him... you love what you can get from him. In contrast, no one can love him like I can. Do you understand?" "What do you know about my feelings?! Whether I love him or not is none of your business," Ava's heart raced with what she had just said. "But you tried to kill us, and everyone will know this. I won't rest until I expose you," Ava threatened, breathing heavily.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

he recited like he was reading a memorized speech. "Do you even love me?" I asked, I noticed him smile. "I respect you, I admire you, and I find myself looking forward to spending time with you", diverting from my question. "That's not the question". "I am not a romantic but I would work on that, I don't believe love just happens at first sight, I believe it grows and blossoms with time and commitment" Ibrahim replied. "I don't want to lie to you about anything, I don't want to throw the word love around with you, I want to say it when It's going to mean the most '' Ibrahim said pulling up to our parking lot.

I say, watching his face shift at the last call. “Your turn” he says, lifting his fallen countenance. “Number 10” I read, watching him smirk. “Ooh, define love” he says, pausing, while he shifts in his seat. “Love is a being, that starts off as an unchecked feeling. A feeling to care, assist, be passionate, compromise, support and hold unto. But then it turned to a choice. A choice to be patient, to not be arrogant, nor boastful, to bear and to hope for eternity with that someone, while still holding onto those unchecked emotions. He so passionately defines, sinking me into depths of it, I had no clue about.

Harry turned and saw the man standing in the corner of the balcony, as usual, on watch. “Do you think it’s possible for someone to love two people at the same time?” Harry suddenly asked, his voice sounding weary. Jimmy raised an eyebrow, a little surprised by the question. But a small smile appeared on his face. It was rare for his boss to discuss matters of the heart. “Love isn’t a number, sir. It’s not something you can count or divide. But sometimes, the heart can confuse us,” Jimmy answered diplomatically. Harry fell silent, then shifted his gaze to the garden below. “I love Celine. At least, I thought I did. But since she came back, it feels like something is missing. I’m not sure I ca

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