Novel & Cerita Love Is War Author

She gasped into his mouth, legs wrapping around his waist. Not to pull him closer. To lock him in. They didn’t move fast. They moved deep. And every thrust was a choice. Every moan, a confirmation. The projection above flickered one last phrase: “Love is not the absence of war. It is choosing to return to the battlefield holding hands.” Cassian cupped the back of her neck, not to guide her just to stay anchored. “You feel like a choice I wasn’t supposed to make,” he whispered into her mouth.

She rolled her eyes, raising her head towards the ceiling as I kept on drawing maps on her clit. “ I want to have you more.” she moaned. I reached for my pocket and brought out a condom. I wore it on my thick veiny dick. I didn't like the feeling of wearing it. I felt I was putting my warlord in jail and making it not to enjoy her honey pot. Regardless, it was necessary, I didn't want to end up having unwanted babies in my house. She stood up and pulled her clothes apart, her breathtaking features visible to my eyes.

“But you will not die. And neither will our child. I will protect you even if I have to tear apart every shadow Selene sends.” Outside, the war raged like a storm awakened by old gods. Screams and roars shook the walls. The scent of burning forests drifted in through the open window. But in that chamber, I held Lyra’s hand, felt her pulse steady slowly beneath my touch, and listened to the faint flicker of the life inside her. I had never missed a battle in my life. I had never turned from the front lines. Until today. Because this war was not fought with steel, but with love. And I would not let fate take from me the woman who had rebuilt my entire world. Not now.Not ever.

Sid Pov's . hi Sid Sharma. I have a one-year-old daughter. Her name is Aarzoo, well she is like my life after her. Please don't ask this after whom? I am at that stage where I just hate to talk about that girl but I am in love with that girl. My daughter lives mostly with my brother and her wife because of my job. I am an army officer, I have to go on any mission any time. Due to this, I lost so many childhood moments of my daughter But whenever I come back from the mission and see my daughter, I get a strange relief.

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

He had broken me so badly that I started to have a hatred for men. I thought I was in love with him but meeting Nate, the feelings I had for Jeffrey didn't come near to the feelings I had for Nate. I have come to realized that I never felt love for Jeffrey, it couldn't have been, not with how Nate had easily broken down the walls I had built. But it was too early to know if what I felt for Nate was love when I myself didn't know the meaning of it. Yes I love my brother but not in that way so I couldn't use that as an example. "Nate it isn't the time for this, look when you're coming on your way just make sure that you take in the men we have left tied around the post. They might be a little

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

– I blurted out with an air of skepticism, almost spitting out the coffee I had just sipped in my mouth. - Relax… we are not going to burn down the lab or anything. Since your project also depends on him now, well, we need to guarantee he's kept alive. - She winked. - Right? - You have to outsmart him. War tactics also include playing the role of the silent, peaceful, lovely enemy, who is always ready for any attack. Preparation is everything, darling. It's half the war won. - Okay? - I must confess that there were times when Susie surprised me, or scared me. And that was one of them, and I just could not decide which was it this time. It could easily be both.

Finally, it opened. A thick black file with gold-edged pages rested inside, clearly handled often. Celine's breath caught as she lifted it. The first page: SEBASTIAN WOLFE** in bold, italic script.

The question carried an uncomfortable edge, yet the room stayed quiet because every one of them wanted an answer. I spun the ring on my finger, taking a long breath to steady myself. "Honestly, I had my own reasons for becoming a war correspondent. But the second I landed, reality hit me. I saw families with their homes reduced to ash and nowhere to run, kids who grew up treating air sirens and gunfire like a normal Tuesday, and way too many people who died in the crossfire. "War is bloody and unforgiving. Standing out there in the middle of it, my perspective changed completely. Then came that phone call."