Novel & Cerita Marvel Love

Marvel isn't growing up in a cult. Valentine lets go of my hand, then starts to strip. All thoughts of keeping my head on straight for Marvel's sake go flying out the window. Damn. Is it weird that I want to lick his chest? Just a good swipe of my flattened tongue across his firm, beautifully muscled pec.

With more than 300 blooming species of flowers, Da Lat Flower garden is the perfect place for our wedding. Today, I will marry the man who saved me, the man who loved me more than his life. Xavier was the man for me, I am sure of that. He had manly, peppered stubble. I like those stubbles. His smile sparkled with mirth as his blue eyes were a-fire with passion. They could resemble two liquid-blue pools of flashing fire, and I always blush when he looks at me. He had defined cheekbones and the lineaments of his face including his nose were in perfect proportion to each other. He might be taller than me, but I still want to reach for his lips and kiss him over and over again. His features were

Me: there is something wrong with you and your partners She laughed. Why shouldn't we believe in love?! But the real question is how can we still believe in love? I mean the real, sincere and genuine. All around me, people are getting divorced, making mistakes, tearing each other apart for nothing. For me, marriage is the symbol of love always. How can we still believe it? It is always difficult to talk about love without a strong spirit laughing at us. Yet he is the very essence of our life.

Marvel argued in anger. “Mm-Marvel? Don’t you think it’s about time you move on from the crush you have on him besides it been years and I don’t see you two happening anytime soon. You’ve had a proclivity towards him for so long since our school days in the university, that was the reason why you made us bullied Aria Freeman all that time in the past.” Abigail verbalized with a cautious tone in fear of getting Marvel angry. Am angry Marvel is a scary Marvel.

said the salamander, his eyelids closing to shape a suspicious glare. “She isn’t, but like all human heroes, I am secretly in love with my companion. Threatening her life is the cruellest thing you could do to me.” Sounded pretty convincing. Even Marv had softened the death-stare aimed at me. I vehemently hoped Jenny didn’t find out about this.

Of course, he didn't remember watching movies. "But don't worry, I know Marvel," he smiled at me. My brows furrowed. "Huh?" He pursed his lips. "I've been watching Marvel movies since the other day." My eyes widened a little. "R-really?" He really did make an effort to watch Marvel movies because of me, huh? "Yeah." He smiled. "I like Black Widow. She's pretty cool." "She's my favorite character," I couldn't help but mutter. "She's a badass."

Layla scoffed it off and Carmen came out of her hiding place. "That was great. You just bagged a hot date. You almost blew it you know." "Well, aren't I the luckiest girl in the world," said Layla sarcastically. Carmen giggled and nudged her bit. "Suck it up Grinch face. His Spanish is very sexy. Can't believe you called him arrogant." Layla exhaled sadly. "Can we please just go home. I want to see if I can bleach my mind and forget this ever happened."

"Jace, the unveiling of vulnerability intertwines the tapestry of our love. Your truth is a testament to the enduring promise that binds us together." Their exchange resonated within the chambers of the Sullivan mansion, a testament to the transformative power of shared vulnerability and unspoken emotions that unfurled within their narrative. As they traversed the threshold of uncharted emotions, Jace and Marvis found themselves ensnared in the delicate dance of unanticipated love. "Marvis, our love has burgeoned into an intricate symphony, unraveling the depths of our hearts. Every moment spent in your presence underscores the resplendent promise of a future adorned with undying affection,"

"He's been conditioned to be obsessed with you since he was a kid! It was brainwashing, pure and simple! And everyone in your disgusting circle enabled it. They called you two soulmates—it was like he had no other choice! "But when he's with me… He regains his choices. He smiles at me. He relaxes. He doesn't have to perform!" She lowered her voice all of a sudden. Her eyes were mired with hate. "If only you'd never existed." Bella was just about to respond when she felt a breeze behind her. A handkerchief came out of nowhere and covered her mouth and nose. She struggled and tried to scream, but all she managed to do was give a muffled cry.

I laughed at his antics. I really adored Marco. He was so cute that I always laugh at everything he does and says. That's why without hesitation, I cupped his face and showered his face with some kisses except on the lips. It's forbidden, I won't cross that bridge between us, because as Lorenzo said, he's still just a kid. "Are you done?" Lorenzo's authoritative voice reverberated. Marco's body instantly stiffened as his eyes widened at me. I, on the other hand, smirked at him in return and just casually pulled him to where 'my boyfriend' was.