Novel & Cerita Love Medicine Novel

I gulped the lump in my throat and my eyes followed his hand which was still bleeding and the man wasn't paying any attention to it. Crazy! He has become not only blind but also deaf in the madness. "I don't know what love is but what has happened to me, I swear I won't be able to live without you." God, if this is love then I would like to say that love should never happen to anyone. If it is really so painful, then I ask why these moths of flame give themselves pleasure in pain like this. Love is really like a burning flame that keeps wandering moths around itself. Get restless and burn in sorrow. I don't know why they let themselves feel this.

The parents of the couple didn't just let them do everything on their own, they also helped them out in so many ways, trying to make sure that the day of their children was a success. The day of the wedding ceremony came, and it was indeed an elaborate occasion in the history of Lovestar city. So many guests were invited, and there were a whole lot of wines to drink, and more than enough food to eat. Bryan and Angela were the happiest, all because their day finally came. So they danced and danced like never before, that it got to a stage that some persons began to think that they were drunk of wine, but only the couple knew the reason for their dancing that way. While some others began to sa

I love you, I love you too Ash…. (Christabel heads towards where Kelly is seated and converses with her) Eddy right? Dam, he still got it. What do you want, Christabel? Kelly asks. Why so hostile? I come in peace. Can I have what she's having? Christabel says to the waiter, as she moves her seat closer. I saw you talking to Eddy, not sure what he told you, but I felt I needed to tell you something. I slept with Eddy at Jessica's second wedding. Why are you telling me this? Don't believe anything he tells you. Eddy is a liar and a cheat. After we slept together, we kept on hooking up secretly. He promised he was going to break up with you and be with me, but he never did. Remember the night y

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.”

Walking deeper into the library to find a perfect hiding place where Ed wouldn't see her. She walked out of their class when he was busy with his friends, so she had the library for herself, for just a few minutes though. She sat down on the floor, kept her bag and she quickly dung on her food. A book on the shelf near her was pink in color, so it caught her eye. She picked it up and read out the name. "Wrongly Loved or Loved Wrongly." A novel? Books were her second friend after mom, she'll read anything or everything that caught her eye.

The young man explained, gently. "Avenge? Second Chance? Heroine? What are you talking about?" I inquired but he just smiled and touches my forehead.. “Love shall never be near you, It’s not a curse but a fact, love would only distract you." In my drowsiness, I nodded with tears rolling down, I was drained, my energy was no more . I could see two women moving toward me with a bowl, they knelt before me and forced a hot substance down my throat.

I was breathless, he always got me there. The moonlight spilled into the room and was our only way of seeing anything. The dim light was comforting and made every unexpected touch intensify. I loved the feeling of him being close to me. His words rather whispers made me feel things I never felt before. Everything about him is unique and special, I love him and I will always do. Spending time with him is all I want, I pulled him closer to me, and as he pressed my naked body, I smiled and kissed him, he opened his mouth to make the kiss, even more, deeper, as his tongue played with mine, I moaned with satisfaction.

I replied to her. However, it was clear that Delia didn't fully grasp the meaning behind my words. So, I proceeded to explain further, "The love potion you desire is a type of bewitching elixir that disrupts one's thoughts. To create it, you must sacrifice something you hold dear. This item carries the essence of your emotions, which will then be transferred to the person who consumes the potion, making them fall in love with you."

"Isha...... what can I say to you now....... you are grown up not a little child that you started thinking this way.....if I ever loved you then I will have it confessed to you long ago...... and about helping you and talking with you, I did this because you look nice to me that's why I talked to you......but all that doesn't mean that I am doing all this in your love...... and I considered you different from everyone else is because of your dressing...... I like your simplicity....... and you started thinking about it from another perspective....... Isha, now I am telling you in clear words that I don't love you..... I used to talk with you because I considered you a good friend and nothing

Although the noblewomen mocked her by giving her name : "Lord Jean's little whore," She study how to read and write, spending many evenings by the fireplace reading classic love stories for Jean while he braided her hair. "Love," she mused one evening with a saddest romance book in her hand. "Does it really exist? Is love real? Master, I am taught that there is no such thing called love; It's an illusion, the only real thing is called lust. Lust and desire, force that drives men and women to have sex and produce offspring so that their clan does not become extinct."