Love Or Lust Novels & Stories

But we weren’t even friends. “I think it’s possible for lust to develop into love, especially if we talk about mate here. We are driven by a passion for our mate, not love. It’s always lust at first. I believed the more they got intimate, the closer they got. Touching each other is an act of communication between mates. Doing that repeatedly eventually will make love grow.” “So naive.” I heard Olivia say but didn’t refute it. “As for your second question. I think lust’s intensity might weaken over time, but that can’t be said for love. If two people truly care for each other, their love shall increase, or at least stay the same.”

needed them to be a part of something before. I expected that the two of you would become great partners at work or even more than that. So when did it all happen?" Mr Lucky asked. "Over months. She's officially my girlfriend and I've met her parents," he announced. "You are driving really fast boy. How come I didn't know any of this? I'm your godfather, you know that right?" Mr Lucky reminded me. "Well, to be honest I do not know. I do not know when it all started but all I know is that I love her and I don't want her away from me," he sighed deeply. "What are your intentions for her?" Mr Lucky asked. "I want to be with her forever. I love her so much that I want to be with her forever. I

Alex clenched his jaw not letting go of my wrist. "Maybe you are jealous cause I kissed her first. And she loved it" "Fuck you" Kaden cursed and I turned around pressing my hand on his torso as he almost launched his fist at Alex. "No-No stop. Please. I- " Kaden looked at me and gave a nasty eye to Alex. "Way to ruin a mood " Alex whispered folding his arms and walking to the living room, I sigh as Kaden stared at him. "Did he hurt you?" He asked and I shook my head.

“I'll see if I can do more research for you, but I can tell you something is different. in you. - Different? Kai, I fucked more girls than you have contacted. He laughs. "And surprisingly you don't." had none in the last two weeks. I agree. - I know. is really me disturbing. I'm confusing lust with love. Kai raises a dark brow. — Love? I roll my eyes. The forbidden A- word . “You know what I mean! I have to go before you make me puke. His laughter fills the air, making me smile. We may be complete opposites, but we are as close as twins should be. We can fight and torture each other - okay, me more than Kai, but deep down, he's

"You can love me, Elara. You already do. I see it. In the way you look at me. In the way you touch me. In the way you say my name." "That's not love. That's lust." "No." He shook his head. "Lust is what I feel when I look at your body. Love is what I feel when I look at you. When I see you reading in the library. When I hear you laughing with the servants. When I watch you fall asleep with your mouth open and your hair a mess." My chest hurt. "Kael, please—"

“A man who can't keep his word. Sweetheart, when I started this Ten Days To Steal Your Heart, I vowed that there would be nothing lustful about it. Only passion. You’re making me fail, Rosette.” “How can there be nothing lustful between us?” she asked, her eyes firm, withdrawing her hand from under my shirt and cupping my face, bringing me down so we were eye level. “Hmm? There will always be lust because we constantly crave each other. We want each other. And there is passion as well, Axel. If there’s no passion, I wouldn't be burning like this. I wouldn't be so desperate for you. Lust is not enough to make me this eager.” “Lust is a powerful emotion,” I whispered, but my words held no powe

It was funny, something my father and Marcus would laugh over should they hear about it. “You love me? You don't even know me! You know nothing about me, except that I'm a beta, and I'm convenient for you to fuck. That's not love, that's lust.” I needed him to know there was a difference between love and lust. “I might be the only man you have ever slept with, which is why you think you love me. This isn't love and has never been.”

He said coaxingly as if it was going to work on me. My husband loved me more than anyone in this world ever would. If I couldn't be his, why does this idiot think I will settle down with him? I don't want love or loyalty. The only L words I want in my life are luxury and lots of money. I don't want Hunter for love. Again, it's for another L word, which is Lust. I lust after him. He has a great body with a lot of money and I won't settle down for any less.

My bestie released a long sigh, staring at me like a disappointed parent. "My dear virgin friend, love and lust are two different things. I am sure you are lusting over him hard right now unless you are bent, and the only bending I can see you doing is Xander bending you over as he slammed into you from behind." Bertha's words were so unfiltered. I bit my lips because she was right. My body was already lusting over Xander. I know the difference between lust and love, but I don't want to have sex with someone there is no strong emotional connection between us. I want to make love and not just fuck for fun.

“Or stop pretending you’re protecting me.” His eyes darkened. “You think this is a game?” he asked quietly. “You think power is something you can flirt with and walk away from?” “I think,” she said, lifting her chin, “that you’re the one who doesn’t like not being in control.” That did it. Lucian’s composure cracked—just slightly. Enough for her to see the truth beneath it. He wasn’t afraid of hurting her. He was afraid of wanting her. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his forehead resting against hers. Still no kiss. Still restraint.