Loving Live Novels & Stories

I don't know how much I have left but I just want to spend my all the time, thinking about him and loving him. I don't want him to think about me, once I am gone. I don't want him to live his life without any partner because of me. Seven years ago, I left him because I wanted him to move on in his life, forgetting me. I lied to him so he would never find me. It was tough for me but I did all, just for his sake. Loving him was never a option, It was need, Need of my soul, Need for being alive.

he's totally loving it. "Fvck! I want to make love to you, honey. I want to taste your beautiful breasts and lick your pussy, honey," he said while slowly rubbing his length. He's imagining her, naked and writhing with pleasure underneath him. "Oh honey!" Alice moaned while stroking her clit. She touched and flicked her hardened nipples. She badly wanted him in hers. Travis cursed once again. He's nearing his limit.

"Don't you ever ask yourself why you can feel me like this. The love and the hope you have makes it possible for you to feel me. If it were not for that, your hand would pass through my face as if I didn't exist. But your hope keeps me alive." The words he spoke touched me from within. Tears dwelt in my eyes like glasses ready to fall down, moving about my skin like a river, seeking a place to rest. "I'll get the person who killed you. I'll make their lives miserable. I swear. I will." I pressed. Peter smiled at me, his body beginning to fade away. Peter

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Love ...... It's something that can make your life blissful or end your life painfully. As my soul drained out of my body slowly I realized and regretted a lot of things and I do have a lot of regrets, I wish i had a second chance to make things right and to live for myself. But it's all just my wishful thinking as I see my step sister Cordelia and my husband Liam waiting eagerly for me to take my last breath.

I feel heard. Marley understood without needing translation. They didn’t cling to each other. They chose each other. Every morning. Every shared grocery run. Every argument resolved at the kitchen table. Every quiet evening where nothing dramatic happened at all. Platonic soulmates didn’t look like fireworks. They looked like this. Steady presence, fierce loyalty, shared rent, shared secrets, shared survival. When Marley watched Raegan sprawled on the living room floor now, laughing, messy, alive.. she didn’t feel like a bystander to someone else’s life. She felt like a co-author. Raegan, glancing up and catching her eye from across the room, didn’t see a rescuer. She saw her person. Not ins

Afterward, the little girl dragged her to the piano to ask for a demonstration. Vicky did not have the heart to turn the little girl down, not when the girl's eyes twinkled pleadingly. Thus, Vicky decided to play her favorite song—First Love.

It won't be for forever, but right now, it doesn't feel that way. So I'll spend every last second I can in his embrace, listening to his heartbeat, his breathing, soaking in his warmth. And hope that it'll be enough to get me through the coming months when I can't be this close to him. Until the time is right, I'll have to love him from a distance. And I'll wait for that time, even if it takes a lifetime. End of Book Two

I said, hoping for a single ray of light in this darkest moment of my miserable life. And upon hearing my words, The doctor nodded his head. “People can beat death with the love and support of their loved ones. Brandon is blessed to have such a loving wife in life. I can’t say much about it as a doctor. But as his friend, I hope your love can help Brandon wake up from a coma.” The doctor's words filled me with a glimmer of hope, reminding me of the power of love and the strength it can bring. “Thank you,” I mumbled, nodding at my words.

Today is a special day for Debbie. She is very happy and grateful that there are still people who care and love her. Get together and celebrate Debbie's birthday today. Friends remember her birthday and just congratulate her because she is already very happy. The attention and affection they give makes her feel that she is not alone. Debbie can't imagine what it would be like without them. What could have been done without them all, she would be nothing, would not have survived to get here, to be here as it is now.