Love Synomym Novels & Stories

Even I thought that could be the emotion existing within that man's chest, I realized it was not. It took me time to read but I later had it figured out. It's a look of pain. It's a look of regret, hurt, infliction, torment but yet admiration. You see why I'm confused? How could you feel two contrasting things towards someone at once? I understood love and hate because there's a very thin line between them. He's is regret and admiration. His admiration glowed anytime he saw her smile, whenever she adjusted her hair or each time she nearly choked out of laughter.

Then, they answered at the same time, "What distinction?" Augustine looked straight into Black's eyes, "We'll always use the same verb -aimer- which you translate as -love-. It's easier when you court a friend by declaring your passion for her daily... the drawback remains, however, the fact that she interprets it every time as pure friendship in all good..." Then he took a sip of wine. "Bianca, my delightful friend, be sure to clarify that you are talking about the color black next time, and it will prevent some people from living in an illusion."

Lysandra, her gaze lingering on Sasha and Alec, replied with a soft sigh, "Makes you envious, more like. Such a connection, especially now, is rare." Nebula, her voice echoing a million stars, remarked, "In the vast tapestry of the universe, love is the golden thread that makes everything else meaningful. It's a force even the cosmos can't ignore." Maris, her eyes twinkling like deep-sea treasures, added, "Love is like water, it finds its way, even in the most arid landscapes, bringing life and hope." Alec, drawing Sasha into a more secluded part of the Haven, whispered, "Every second feels like an eternity when I'm not with you. But these stolen moments? They're like fleeting comets, brilli

” ”Adriel” Aman replied. ”Adriel Andrew Kingston, just like Rose Andrew Kingston“ said Fabian. ”You know there was a time when I used to write "Rose Fabian Anderson" everywhere. I used to throw coins in ponds and lakes wishing for my dream of making you mine come true. But I guess fate had other plans. It fulfilled your love story while it snatched my love away from me.” ”What you felt for me was never love. If it was you would never have tried to do anything that caused me pain. You know, if you truly love someone then their pain hurts you more than it hurts them. Your actions caused me so much pain” Rose said.

The pieces cut his hand open and blood began to flow, without flinching Adrian, moved closer to the mirror and touched his imagination. “I love you, I have always loved you, I literally went crazy for you, wasn’t that enough but it’s okay, I forgive you” he said as grief, jealousy and anger continued to boil up inside of him. “I am going to get you back no matter what” he said comforting himself.

KitKat sarcastically, also a little ridiculous. "Ban, what is love?" "Love in my eyes, which is to let the other side understand me, is also a kind of indescribable tenderness, isn't it? Deeply imprinted on the heart and into the bones and marrow, even without saying a word, even if it's thousands of trees away from me? So, hearts are still together, never apart."

Ma Nicole asked like it's nothing. "Ma. Isn't worth been sad of. I mean, he doesn't even show affection to me, and bringing in another lady. What do you think, what do you think I'm gonna become if he just prefer the mistress over me. " Margarita babbled " Is that what you think. " Ma Nicole say, putting the pot to the cooking stove. " Yeah, and I think that ought to be the possibility. " She answered " Oh my. You also ought to know that just some illusional movies. " Ma Nicole coaxed

"Sister, our community used to be a family building assigned by the bank. Although it is an old house, it is still very safe." Sister Wang, the fat landlord, was panting while climbing the building, but Amway didn't bring any trouble to her house. Sister Wang really likes this beautiful, cute girl. Just came back from abroad, and no boyfriend, live alone, worry free.

Rows of lockers on both sides of the long corridor thinned out of my view as I raced with feet hastier than Iris', the goddess of the rainbow, swift-footed messenger of the gods. Their colours fizzled out - Magenta, hue of a perfect green lawn, a spotless blue sky and the golden shade of the sun.

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.