More Than Love Words Novels & Stories

Love. END

Those words were spoken with utmost sincerity. " I love you more. Very much "

(Source taken from Wiki Diff) More details... Love = now or in the future Loved = in the past See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

With Love, The Cloud.

Thank you for reading, for loving, for feeling every moment with me. I love you all more than words can hold. Forever grateful, Velvet Desires.

Ethan, now frustrated, "Dad, this is insane! Elah and I love each other. What happened between you and her mama has nothing to do with us." Mr. Jakes staring again, "Love? You are just like me, Ethan. She's after your money, and you are too eyeless to see it. A woman who loves you will never cheat on you like she did last night." His words hit hard on Ethan and in a twinkle of an eye Ethan who was defensive of me became my foe. In tears, "Mr. Jakes, I would never do anything to hurt Ethan. I love him more than anything." "Action speaks louder than words, my honey."

Adam burst in,Xavier eyes widen. "You came too" He rush towards his other grandfather. "I wouldn't miss it for the world,now let's go and eat,you must be starving" "Very"Xavier hand in hand with his two grandfather stride to the table, the kids jubilated in their own ways and bury their faces in the cakes blissfully. Boundless love is that kind of love where breaking down walls, overcoming difficulties and moving forward as a team becomes possible, it's a healthy and intelligent love, one that allows all parties involves to grow individually and see beyond the distance... it's not a physical light.

I said cheering for ourselves. "Sure." Sebastian smiled but hesitated. "And door is not open outsiders, exclusive for you and I, don't open for others, strangers are scary." "Of course, husband," I said smiling, strangers I thought about the word. He leaned down. His breath on my skin. I thought he might...

It was raw, unpolished, and filled with all the emotions he couldn’t say out loud. Lara froze for a heartbeat, caught off guard by the intensity of it, but then she melted into him, her hands instinctively rising to his chest. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her palms, matching the rapid beat of her own. The kiss wasn’t perfect, but it didn’t need to be. It spoke of everything Hades couldn’t put into words—his fear, his pain, his desperate hope for something good amidst the chaos of his life. When they finally pulled apart, his forehead rested against hers, his breath warm against her skin. “I… I don’t know how to do this,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

On the screen was a projected slideshow of pictures, captioned: “I love you, Darling. Until death do we part.” While Jared made his rounds chatting with the guests, I stood alone to the side. A few wives of powerful businessmen approached me to catch up. “You’re so lucky, Mrs. Hampton!” “Mhmm! Your husband has no room for anyone else in his eyes! He even prepared this whole day just for you.” I smiled politely but did not comment. Perhaps they found my lack of reaction boring because, after a while, they stopped with the pleasantries and began to gossip among themselves.