Mermet Love Novels & Stories

I replied to her. However, it was clear that Delia didn't fully grasp the meaning behind my words. So, I proceeded to explain further, "The love potion you desire is a type of bewitching elixir that disrupts one's thoughts. To create it, you must sacrifice something you hold dear. This item carries the essence of your emotions, which will then be transferred to the person who consumes the potion, making them fall in love with you."

“Good. that's all the answer I need.” END OF FLASHBACK The only thing that kept the girl moving was her hate and Mercedes was scared that one day the hate in her heart would consume all the space for love. Hate was like fire, love was water and sometimes there are some kinds of fire that water can't put out. FLASHBACK

Mihika spoke timidly. Kira stared at Dimitri in horrified shock. “And what does this love potion do exactly?” Dr Serena asked. No one had noticed her before, but she had evidently followed Dimitri because she was concerned about his well being. “I – I –” Mihika mumbled. “Answer her,” Dimitri commanded, and Mihika bowed. “It is a known information that you mate less. You have not found a mate even though you have traveled around the world looking for her. The potion creates a feeling of love, similar to one that you would feel for your mate,” Mihika mumbled.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

At this man who had broken me and searched for me and built a plan at midnight and carried my son to bed and stood between us and a threat and learned the shape of our boy with anglerfish and bioluminescence and chess and a gift shop book. At this man who had said I would have chosen you and drive carefully and not never and I want to and now this, plain as something solid, I am in love with you. Seven years. Four hours on a train. A worn sofa and a promise. A boy in a good jumper. A last wall, gone. "I know," I said. He waited. "I am also," I said. "In love with you." I held his gaze. "I have been not being in love with you for approximately seventeen days and I have been extremely unsucces

Perhaps just love at first sight. That evening, she took permission from her mum and went to the hill. From afar, she saw that he was already waiting for her. She hurried up to join him, "I am sorry I am late". "It's Ok", he replied. He was silent for a few minutes, possibly looking for some words to initiate a conversation. "You are beautiful!" He blurted out. "Thanks. A lot of people said that", she replied. He smiled, looked at her, "you are smart too". "How did you know?" She asked. "I just guessed". She looked deep into him and said, "You are a werewolf". He was shocked, "how did you even know that? Are you a witch?".

She called her her special friend and her bestie and I was happy that my bethroned had a friend she could rely on. After Maria's funeral, I found myself drifting away slowly . I had been close to Maria and loosing her created this emptiness in me. Veronica was always there. She consoled me , because she had also lost a dear friend. She kept visiting me from to time to time until that particular day we decided to drink. I woke up the next morning finding her next to me on the bed unclad. I had no recollection on how the night had been ,but she claimed we had made love , showing me some blood stains on the purple bed sheets.

It’s been 4 days since I stayed with River. And every single day has been filled with so much love and happiness that it doesn’t even make sense. How could this beautiful woman make me, someone who has admittedly never been in love, feel how I’m feeling. I didn’t think something this wonderful could ever happen for me. Her smile brightens my day, her laugh makes my chest warm, her kisses make my skin tingle. And I know that as soon as she leaves I will inevitably be heartbroken. And after my heart gets broken by her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.

"Okay, Jack... Let me teach you later how to be a gay obedient to his partner!" **** Meanwhile, Jack and Mitha put their clothes back on. Sweat flooded both of their bodies, even the sticky stains were still on each other's bodies. The smell of love still wafts freely in that place. "Thanks for accompanying me," said Jack. Mitha nodded with a crisp laugh. "It's my job, Jack. I'm a prostitute, and my job is only to serve guests like you," she replied in a sensual tone. Mitha approached Jack. She hugged him from behind and whispered right behind Jack's ear. "I'll remember our game earlier... forever!"