Lovely 10 Novels & Stories

Love, Coco

Nora asks startled "Lovergirl! It is only sweet at the beginning, you better shine your eyes and don't get swept away by the flood" she smirks her tongue irritably at Nora who mocks her in return "Beef this much? Better go and text Richard, Tito, Dino, or what is that your albino dude's name?" Tade snaps quickly "He is a white Liberian, not an albino! Get the difference"

As our lips separated, Ethan's breath was weighty with want. "Elah," he murmured, his voice imposing, "I need you. I need to make this night extraordinary." I stared into his eyes, my own loaded up with a combination of yearning and vulnerability. The draw between us was certain, and at that time, opposing the urge that lay before us was inevitable. Ethan's lips followed down my neck, his kisses sending rushes of chills through my body. I groaned softly, my purpose debilitating with each delicate touch. His fingers fondled my breast softly while I was lost in his love.

Carl thought it was an excellent idea and went to buy it, so while he was doing that errand, I put music connected to the audio system, programmed with an iPod and from one moment to another, the different melodies began to spread throughout the apartment. I created a playlist that I named "Just Lovers". Every time I listen to it, I remember the day I showed it to Carl. I was dying of grief for the selection of songs, but he liked it, he liked that playlist so much, that we made love; a stimulus coming from one of the titles incorporated therein. Between songs from Hippie Sabotage, passing through Two Feet, until I reached —perhaps— the best of The Weeknd, I uncorked a beer and drank it whil

Jess Lovely, luxurious, lustrous, lonesome,loomy,loophole. I felt all the l's on my tongue, flowing like a soft melody. Enchanting. The sight of those two put me in an excited mode, the energy in the air was eccentric. I felt on top of the world, not in the highest level yet but still at the top. I had accomplished or goal, I was left with another. Having Sandra as my prisoner had seemed impossible at first wit that yodi pendant around her neck, but as soon as it was removed. She looked powerless, she was powerless. For her strength was removed from her. I could finally manoevre her. As I stepped into the room, I saw how weak she lokeed, her eyes all confused and filled with fear. The kind o

Flora blushed, and she kissed Ron on the lips. Ron was stunned for a moment before he kissed her back passionately. Flora was a prideful person, so this must be her most forward display of affection toward Ron. How wonderful. They were such a perfect match. They must be so happy. But I just felt like crying. Unwilling to make a sound, I bit down on my lip. It was my complaint toward my ten-year-long crush as I thought, ‘Ron, I won’t be bothering you for another twenty years.

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I stared at it. Twenty bucks, he’d said. Under it sat a note scrawled in sharp, aggressive handwriting. I picked it up. To my wife. You're going to have to miss my homemade delicacies today. Your husband is busy. Let me treat you to something expensive instead. Here is a fifty-dollar bill. "Liar," I muttered, picking up the cash. But a smile erupted on its own as I read the note again. How cute, I thought. For being this cute, I decided I could let the twenty-dollar lie slide.

Small choices mattered more these days. She sat at the kitchen table wearing one of Owen’s old t-shirts, knees pulled up, watching steam curl from her mug. Morning light crept through the window, pale and tentative. She wondered when their love had become something that only lived in photos. Frozen smiles. Arms wrapped around each other for the sake of memory. Proof that at one point, this had meant something.