Modern Lovers Book Novels & Stories

After the pizza is gone and tempers have died down due to imminent food coma, Bella switches on the TV. I soon feel myself drift off as exhaustion finally claims me. I know that soon enough I will have to get up and help the other two unpack, very likely bringing their combined wrath down upon me because I still don't give a shit about where we set up our bedroom, and or whether the books are put on the shelves in the right order. The only thing I do care about is that I'm living together with the two most wonderful people in the world, who I love more than life itself and who feel the same way about me. I know we still have a

he answered, and this just made me even more curious to ask him more questions. “Even though you can order it, but then it would take days for it to get here and you need it right now, so you had to come here,” I answered, giving him an explanation, and he nodded in agreement, immediately locking in. “What’s the name of this book?” I asked, and he swallowed. “Just an old classic historical romance book; Rebellious Love by Maura Seger,” he answered, and I slowly nodded. “Okay then,” I said as I took slow steps away from him.

Only life is worse than death, which makes people happiest. "What did you say?" Sophia looked at Grace in disbelief. Aiden and Jackson sent her to a mental hospital together, but he himself went to jail? Is it Jackson? No. Unless Aiden wants to, who can touch him? Suddenly, Sophia understood, but she laughed sadly: "It turns out that he has already fallen in love with Isabella, and I am just an obstacle to him. He just thinks Isabella is disgusting, and he is even more disgusted that he knows that Isabella is disgusting but still in love.”

I met my girl one afternoon while watching the sunset. She's a young and stunning girl, and she fell in love with me too. We got married last month, right after my divorce from my ex, whom I don't know where she is anymore. I didn't want to hear any news from Brazil. I simply erased that country from my life. I just want to live and enjoy my girl. She's a bit shallow, but that's not what interests me about her. It's her delicious body that I'm interested in. I know she doesn't love me, but we didn't deceive each other. We made an agreement: I provide a good life for her, and she gives me enjoyable sex whenever I want. And that's how we're living, no problems. I don't know how long this will

The woman's eyes lit up, she felt touched to get special treatment from her lover. “Me too. Can you love me forever?" Aiden smiled at the question. His head nodded several times. "I can do it." Wendy's tears just fell after hearing Aiden's words. Her lips pursed in the wind to extinguish the candle's embers. "You look so beautiful, Baby." Now Aiden held his lover's hand gently, his eyes were intoxicating. "You look very handsome too honey." The smile never left the woman's face. A couple of lovers are enjoying their time very warmly and romantically until morning.

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| Epigraph | His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her...He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him. *throws cream buns to all my readers* <<< This book is dedicated to those who think they don't deserve the one they love >>> Here you go! | When We Met | "Love is like a wind. You can never see it, but you can always feel it." Birds were chirping, the skies were all clear except for kites. A soft breeze splattered over trees which reverberated with pleasure. It was the spring season, perfect for every girl and boy, man and woman.

The curse was no longer their story. Their story was what came after. As the stars blinked awake above them and the music softened, John pulled her away from the gathering, back toward the old stone path leading to the orchard. There, beneath the silver-lit branches, he took her hands. “You once asked me if I’d ever be able to be more than what I was,” he said quietly. “I remember.” “I didn’t think it was possible, not until you.” Sarah’s eyes shimmered. “We found each other in the blood and ruins, John, and we still chose love.”

"But you're mine now. Magic or desire? it's the same thing, love." Lydia smiled shy, fingers in his hair. "Yeah. And I like it." But as sun peeked, a distant howl echoed. More trouble? The bond hummed ready. Their story just started, full of fights, fucks, and blurred hearts.

he whispered, pressing close, “but do you love it?” I caught his lips in a quick, heated kiss, and he responded instantly, his hands roaming, pulling me flush against him. The teasing turned urgent, his lips claiming mine as if he had been waiting all week. “Ry…” I gasped, trying to push him slightly back, but he only laughed softly, pressing his forehead against mine. “We don’t have all night.” “Exactly,” he breathed against my lips, “so we make it count.” The bathroom door was only a few steps away. He tugged me along, our bodies colliding in every hallway corner, hands everywhere. By the time we hit the shower, all the teasing had melted into something hotter, more desperate.