Love On The Brain Novels & Stories

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"Lucas, you are such a jerk. How can you ask me to marry you here?" I became confused. "What?". "You couldn't even go on your knees". She frowned facing me. "And I see no ring, and no flowers or candlelights at all". She huffed angrily and walked past me pushing aside. Okay, now I've the definition of crazy. How did I fall in love with a psycho? . . . . . TBC Brianna and Liam😍😍. Girl like Chloe😂😂😂😂. . . Kamara B. Blake Love all my active readers💋💋

"Love is priceless. It should never be exchanged for anything. And it should never be hidden behind self-deception, pretending not to face one’s own selfishness. "We should never control children. Never force them into a rigid framework that strips them of their natural vitality. "I hope all mothers will take me as a warning. Don't repeat my mistakes, and don't make excuses for favoritism. If you love, then love both together." After saying this, Mom entered a psychiatric hospital with a head full of white hair and a face worn by hardship.

“I love you, my sweet Theresa. Don’t marry him. Marry me, instead. He doesn’t love you like I do. No one loves you like I do.” Her eyes moistened with tears as she listened to the steady beating of his heart. How could things have gotten to this point? How could he let them? She should hate him for the way he’d treated her -the things he did and said- but she still loved him. Heaven help her… she still loved him and probably always would. She lay in silent misery until the beating of his heart and the warmth of his body lulled her back to sleep.

(You are the moon of my dark nights You are the silence of my day, You are the reality of my dreams You are my love, my madness) - he thought looking at her and his thoughts were broken when he realized what he said. Ishq..... Love ....... "What am I even thinking - he thought. You are thinking about love dudeee - his heart said. No ahad don't think about love please - his brain said. Think about love ahad - heart said. No ahad don't go there - brain said.

Love is the answer to world problems because it reduces cortisol, the stress hormone, which alters brain architecture for the better. Lower stress and fear is the answer to world problems because it heals the brain to a better architecture and enhances the ability for love and nurture. Creating conditions for the healing of the brain is the answer to world problems because healed people soothe others, reducing cortisol and spread more love. Start in faith, science or humanity - the answer stays the same.

Becca slurs, she definitely more than tipsy. "Well let's just say my father gives me what I want" I say looking at her. We stare at one another no words exchanged. It's like we were telepathically talking to each other. Our stares became more of a lust filled stare. We step closer to one another. Both lost in a trance of admiration,infatuation and lust. It was lust pulling us together. She brings her arms around my neck while I snake my arms around her waist pulling her even closer to me.

My hands fumble with his body packs, did I mention that he has the best manly body shape I’ve ever seen. "I love you, baby." He whispered audibly enough for me to hear as he looked into my eyes with a heated gaze. He leaned in again and kissed me, he softly squeezed my hip before reaching down again. As he whispered something, a thrilling sensational chill went through my body. He hooked up his hand behind my knee, I instantly knew what he wanted to do "Go slow." My voice was incredibly low. I was breathless, he always got me there.

“I’m done with love, Jas. It didn’t do me any good before, and I don’t see it doing me any good now.” Jasmin looked at me with a mix of concern and sadness. “But love is from the heart, Varya. It’s trustworthy. It’s the best feeling in the world.” “Well, that love didn’t do me well,” I replied, a bitter edge to my voice. “So, I think loving from the brain is better. Look how much I’m going to make after a year and a half.” Jasmin’s eyes widened in shock. “You used to tell me love is the best feeling. What happened?”

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”