Love Me Heal Me Novels & Stories

she cries out, her orgasm building rapidly. He doesn’t let up, his fingers joining his mouth, filling her and stretching her. Mavis bucks against him, lost in the sensations he’s creating within her. When she comes, it’s with his name on her lips, her body shuddering with the force of her release. Lance looks up at her, his mouth glistening in the night’s light. “My beautiful girl,” he murmurs. “My love…” Mavis reaches for him, pulling him up for a searing kiss. She can taste herself on his tongue, salty and sweet. “Make love to me,” she breathes against his lips.

"Don't be afraid my sweetheart. I am your friend, people call me Dolly" "Step back, go.... go away!".she got brood. "Ok fine, Listen to me" before he came closer she threw ice cream on his face. in reflex, it step back and Sarah got a chance to close the window. "Listen to me, dear" He smiled while cleaning his face and start tapping on the window giving it a musical rhythm. Due to the closed window voice came slow but it was obvious he was singing a song.

I will wait for the love of my life even if it takes a million years. The curse stops here. END.

Two kinds of love. One who destroyed me and wants to rebuild. One who found me in pieces and wants to help me heal.

You be the cause of right thought, that which mends. The pain in body spreads. Do not let it do so. You stay strong. Pain else hurts like insane. You need a roof, a place. Love is easy. Self-love has a role in self-healing. Do not snatch that away, else you will be forced to live with a wound. Do not inflict pain. You need not shout insane. That’s the gain, that’s the whole gain.

We ain't got nothing without love Darling, you got enough for the both of us, so come on baby Make love to me When my days look low Pull me in close and don't let me go Make love to me So when the world's at war Let our love heal us all, right now, baby I closed my eyes to avoid seeing him. Seeing him was one problem, not seeing him was another. I was mad at him, and mad at myself. I swear I was an idiot who didn't know how to learn from her mistakes. I focused on the song. I really loved this song. Make love to me, me, me, me, me, oh, oh

I whisper in his ear, my voice slightly trembling with pain and love. I truly want to heal Alex like he healed me. I want to take away his pain and make him whole again. But I know healing doesn’t work that way. It’s slow, messy, and filled with moments like this—where silence speaks louder than words and touch carries more meaning than any promise I could make.

Love. END