Love Or Lust Novels & Stories

You are only stabbing yourself the more", he said. I don't blame him, especially when lust is obvious in his eyes. "There are certain things a teenager can feel, Crush, Infatuation, and Attraction. There Is a big difference between love and lust. What I have is an attraction that will fade away with time. I am sure of that. You just have to control your feelings Joseph '', I explained, as he shook his head, frustration building in his body. I stared at the handsome figure in front of me, emotions I could not control flowing down my body. He held my hand as he looked intently into my eyes.

Sara asked sadly. Why did he detest her so much? She is human too and deserves to be loved. "Drop any deal you have with Zach and leave my house or better still move to his house." he replied as he made to walk away but she held his hand tightly. "But…..but I think I love you." She stuttered. "There is a huge difference between lust and love. You lust after me Sara and not love." Daniel said and yanked her hands out of his. "Why? Can't I love because am a stripper?

Eliana posed a few questions in front of him. "If it was lust, then we have been into that stuff already. But we care for each other, no? Also, your body gets excited to see the person whom you are interested in or the person you like or you are ready to fall in love with that person or you are already in love with that person." Augustus made her understand and moved his hand away from her chest to his shoulder. He gently pulled her close and whispered in her ear, "Lust and Love can never be together. Lust is all about being physical, but love is beyond that." His lips brushed softly on her earlobe and he moved back while his cheek touched hers.

the man asked to her picture and laugh like a lunatic that he is. ***************************** Love and lust are feelings that came together BUT In love you do find lust but in lust you never found love **************************

"Hi......good day " “ How are you pretty diva? " “Hi handsome.." “ I'm good Thank you for texting." That was what the beginning of their conversations looked like. Seems like prince charming has found his princess diva. Love is more to what we take it for, lustful love, infatuated love and true love. These above mentioned are like three-hydra headed sword that can ruin or save someone's feeling or emotion. Let us examine the case of these two lovebirds and know the category they fall into.

I announce to Lucy who in the last five minutes, has tugged at the hem of her mid-thigh length gown,at least twenty times. "Maybe dial Eric?" She suggests and frowns as a dirty blonde guy suddenly snakes an arm around her waist from behind her. "Hey baby." the guy speaks and hiccups. "Care to dance?" he winks at her and staggers a bit but still manages to keep his arms beneath her waist. "Get away from me!" She snaps and wiggles her waist so his hand can fall. She scoffs and starts to walk forward but he stops her by grabbing a hold of her wrist.

It pains to know those tears were for another, not her. "I think I am obsessed with her, Or rather, Lust… I can't stop myself from wanting her everytime and neither can I stop thinking about her… it's just been hours since she left but it feels like forever and I am losing it… what do I do, Lisa" he stares at Lisa, begging her to say something. "You are not Lust, Keane… you are in love… obsessed in love, more like a Lust Love " She explains. " I am sorry" he apologized again. It was never his intention to hurt her… but the deed has been done aways.

Bash looked furious now, "Fleeting? Is what you call us, fleeting?" "Bash, we," I touched my temples, trying to find a way to explain this. "I get it. We had that connection and chemistry. But it comes down to lust, and practically it doesn't work out." I regret the moment those words left my mouth. Because I couldn't say love, I used lust. But I didn't know he would be offended by that. "Comes down to lust? Seriously? Is that what we are doing all these days? Is that why you wanted me just for three months?" His voice became louder than usual, and it was still low.

He lifts his head, looking into my eyes. “Great Moon goddess, what did I and Brian ever do to deserve a mate like you?” he says as he rolls over, pulling my head onto his chest and holding me close. Feeling at home, contempt, I know that this lust we feel will not last because lust never does, but for now, I savor the moment. Closing my eyes, I thought that maybe just maybe, wrapped in his arms, I could feel a small bit of the thing they call love, till I had to face the reality that it does not exist.

"And I would love to discuss your craft further, if you're interested." "Of course," I reply, my heart fluttering with excitement. "I'd love that." As our conversation continues, I feel a strange sensation. It's as if my heart is melting, my eyes are drawn to his moving lips, and his eyes that hold a world of their own. I'm physically present in the grand hall, surrounded by the chatter of the crowd and the soft music playing in the background. But mentally, I'm somewhere else, lost in a world of imagination.