Romans & histoires Lovesick Fool

Neither was I. Julia had always been like that. After scolding me, she always seemed to be trying to be strong. However, I could see the bitter disappointment on her face. I felt guilty. However, I was speechless nor even to throw the seduction joke I used to throw at her. As if, a song 'Lovefool' by The Cardigans accurately described the situation Aisha, Julia, and I right now. 'Love me love me. Say that you love me. Fool me fool me. Go on and fool me ... '

I smiled even more, when I saw her irregular breathing leave the room. I will continue to torture her until she gives up and kills herself. Okay, I hope she doesn't think that way. I love seeing that face. Nope! I don't fall in love with her, and I don't believe in love. Love can only make you weak, and love makes you a fool. I don't want to be a slave to love. That love belongs only to fools like Shakespeare who glorify love, are willing to die for love. Tch, disgusting!

especially in the aspect of using love potions to forcefully collect someone's love partner, most of such victims act like puppets. This age was a dark age to me, in fact the darkest to me. The economy was crashing, business sectors were stricken down by the gin age, meeting had to cancelled often and often because everyone was too inebriated to talk reasonably even at work; some workers have to conceal a bottle of gin in a bag to take to work. Several of our school teachers have been fired because they were either caught molesting a damsel or caught in the act of drinking in their offices. love lives were in the plight of the age's dilemma. Sex drive was ruling almost every soul, the act c

" You've changed. But I can't figure out how but you've changed. And I like it. Really, I like it. Fannie said as he was holding his Cinderella close to his tough body. "And you Sir have changed too. You no longer that grumpy bear you used to be a while ago. "A grumpy bear? He creased his eyebrows questioningly as they were looking at each other.They both laughed and remembered how things used to be so sour between them.

Not long after I entered the washroom, I heard footsteps entering before hearing Cecilia's voice. "I told you: she isn't fooled at all! What do you want me to do? If you don't have money, just go borrow it. That stupid girl is a careful one, always so cautious about me. She's not getting duped at all!" 'Stupid girl'? Was Cecilia talking about me? I quickly took out my phone as I heard her say softly in the next cubicle, "I know, I'll find another chance later. That Stacey looks dumb enough, so we'll target her. My child will definitely be worth more than a hundred fifty thousand dollars!"

Shouldn't he get jealous or angry to the very least that his fiance was seducing other men? What she failed to remember was that Dickson was a ladies man and probably didn't care much about Nelly but probably only wanted her body. "Nelly God dammit! Why would ask me that question when you know very well the woman you are supposed to get married to." "I see, the woman is testing my patience. So tell me who is the man she is seducing?" "Rorbet Jonas, who else. He is the only man every woman would die to just get his attention and it seems like that bumpkin is succeeding at that! You better do something about it!"

“You won’t get whatever you fuck want, do you understand? Stop being bitches and get lost from my house.” Lisa laughed mockingly, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Your house? Oh, come on, Rayn. This isn’t your mansion. It’s your wife’s. The only thing you truly have…” Her gaze flickered downward, through his pants. "…that thick dick of yours and I fucking want that." Feeling uncomfortable as he immediately moved away from her, ”You are fucked up.” Lisa’s smirk only widened, but Rayn turned on his heel but before he can leave the room he heard her speaking, “Just one time Rayn and I promise I will leave. Just fuck me once !

It was time to play the dumb card. So, pulling off my best puzzled face, I said, "huh?" "You said something about loving him," he said, repeating my words clearly. So much for puzzled face. With the playing dumb way being an epic fail, I decided to go the truth way. Well, let's just say half-truth; lying is too strong a term. "Yeah, the him is you because I love you, duh." I finished with a shaky chuckle, while cringing like hell inside. "Oh," came his reply, seeming somewhat amused. At least he didn't think I was crazy, because I was starting to believe that myself, especially with my recent strange thoughts. "Love you too," he replied, leaving me to smile; a brief stretch of the lip

Nicole; I grope around in my head to find a reason why I just did that. There's only one thing I can tell myself. I just wanted to confirm. Am I really a fool? Or has my facade of 8 years grown on me, hardening my frail heart? By the way my nerves are going haywire, I can confirm that I am indeed the greatest fool to have ever existed. I still yearn for this man, I still want his attention and his touches still drive me crazy. That kiss….that little kiss filled up a hole in me I didn't even know existed all this while. Yes, I'm still very much into Alexander Van Lewis, and I'm a fool for that. I make to turn away but I feel his fingers wrap around my arm as he halts me in my step.

he says with a disgusting deadpan expression. Not to deceive myself, but his last words disappointed me a great deal, "LOVESICK is all about money?" I knit my eyebrows together in disbelief, "You did not mean it to sound as perfunctory as it did, right?" He sniggers a little before dismissing my well grounded confusions with insouciance, "Perfunctory?" "I mean…lacking in emotions."