Novel & Cerita Love Is The Sweetest Thing

“Jackass.” He smiled and turned his attention to Andrea and Melanie. “Either of you have ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me’ on your phones?” The two women snickered. “Could you go annoy someone else? Please?” “Now, why would I do that?” He eyed the vase in my hand. “Is…that a butt?” I looked down, studied the crooked blob of glitter I’d been working on. “It’s a heart.” “Oh. That’s a terrible heart. Nice ass, though.”

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"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.

So, even though he knew it wasn’t good to be exposed to alpha pheromones too much, he couldn’t refuse the kiss. “Haah.” For a moment, as their lips parted, Douglass breathed roughly and clenched his teeth. It took great patience to control his pheromones at a moment like this. But after a few seconds, Douglass couldn’t resist and kissed Mitch again. Not stopping at the sticky entanglement of their tongues, he savored every inch of the soft, hot mucous membrane. The flesh that touched the tip of his taste buds was sweet and delicious, like fruit.

and if that isn't magic then I cannot say what is. Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionary. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" and it gives us the ability to fly so freely, joyfully returning when each heart calls for the other's touch.

You are the brightest sun for me, You lit every dark corner of me, The smell of you fascinates me, Your smile is like a drug to me. The way you speak, The way you walk, Your every emotion, Everything affects me. I was never loved before, Until I started loving you, You were the only one who loved me, You were the only one who taught me love, Love is the beautiful happiness, Love is the ugly sadness. Loving you was the best thing that happened to me,

Arthur jerked her back to reality. "What is true love like?" She asked in a low tone. Arthur smiled. "Some will say when you can't stop thinking about someone,when he puts a smile on your face,when he makes your heart beat rapidly,when he drives you crazy,when he makes you feel complete,blah blah blah blah..." Arthur sounded so poetic that it made her laugh. The way she smiled,Arthur could swear he had never seen her like that before. "But for me, love is the sweetest feeling you'll ever experience." He gazed at her deeply.

Ruby sincerely asked. Irene sighed before making an attempting to answer the question, "I am sorry, I have heard such word before, but I don't you can ever live without Loving. Love is a sweet thing. It even matters to you most especially. You haven't turn to wolf, then who knows maybe falling in love, thinking about his nude would make you shift just immediately."

"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach for more; that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds" How can this girl always manage to pluck the exact feeling in my heart? -

"Is this what love has done to you? Turned you into... this?" His expression didn’t change, and his voice remained low. "Boss, what I’m about to say—I want you to hear it as advice from a friend, not from your assistant. Love is not a weakness, no matter how much you’ve tried to convince yourself it is. It is not something to fear or hate. It is a necessity, like food or shelter. Sure, not everyone gets to experience true love, but when you do... even if it is just for a fleeting moment, it changes everything. It gives life meaning. Peace. Fulfillment.