Mr & Mrs Loving Novels & Stories

“He had made a good lady wait for him for six years, Cindy, make sure you give him a slap or punch him across the face whenever you see him else I would be forced to do it myself.” I chuckled. “That has been on my mind for a long time, I just have to take beer to go gaga crazy for him.” We both chuckled and changed the topic, just like that, Russeli always has a way of lifting my spirit and I was glad to have him back and still be friends with him. I sat down eating lunch with Louisa and Marcus, we don’t meet always and she was not leaving in the mansion with us, she has kept her word and they weren’t married, but we all met on an occasional basis and I loved her since she was still adorable

Keerthi smiled, looking up at her husband,loving the small smile that played on his lips, the slight curiosity his eyes displayed,she brushed the hair falling into his eyes,"I think we've come pretty far." Vikram laughed,his arms going around her waist. "You know?" "What?" "I really love you,a lot." Vikram gave his wife a tender smile,"I know that,darling. I love you too,more than you can imagine",he dipped his head,kissing her warm mouth,their lips communicating to the other what words could not. ~THE END~

We were almost finishing our meals in silence before I eventually paused, and asked, “Do you want to tell me what is wrong?” The sound of spoons clinking against plates shrilled in the air and Mrs Leonardo stopped. “Don’t get me wrong, Rosé. I love Navy as my son. But as much as I love him, I don’t want his mother back in our lives…” she paused, then she glanced at me. “My husband has been looking for her and it is quite unsettling…” I took a deep breath, silently processing what she said. “He is looking for his mistress,” Mrs Leonardo added, “it is unsettling…”

Sarah felt very amused, attractive until she smiled unconsciously. “Hmph!” Sarah tried to stop laughing. “Maybe they are just like me, I thought you were like a tall guy, yeah.. Someone like Harry, for example." “Gosh! You and Ivy always mention Harry-Harry.” Debbie is upset, in this case perhaps Sarah or Ivy is on the same side, she thought. “I don't understand either. Maybe that's what is called love. Love exists out of habit." Debbie sounds more melodrama than usual. Being in love changes people, the language is also different.

I need a freaking break before my head explodes in frustration. This man is so delusional to think he can have a chance with an almost 21-year-old woman while he is already growing bald, I mean the man is probably and with no doubt in his fifties. "Are you fucking deaf!, I said it loud and clear I love you and there is nothing you can do about it because you are mine! And I know you you love me too Capiche?" Woah he is speeding up I mean he just went from "love" to "like" maybe he is on some sort of crack

He kissed her then, so tenderly and lovingly that the act almost brought tears to her eyes. "See, this is why I don’t understand. How can I forget a man like you? All the love and attention you shower me with, has to be the reason I married you. You are the only man that shows me what it means to be loved. You melt my heart, soul, and body. I'm sure most people in life don’t ever experience it. If they had, they would understand without question why I’m happy to be your loving wife"

“I want you to be Mrs. Thorne not because of paper, but because you’re the only woman brave enough to stand by my side.” Mavric didn’t wait for a response. He kissed Liora with the passion he had held back for weeks. This time, Liora did not resist. She kissed him back, feeling Mavric’s protection and strength merging with her own. This intimate moment continued as Mavric carried Liora toward the master bedroom. There, under the moonlight streaming through the large windows, they finally spent the night not as contract partners, but as a true husband and wife.

he remembered as he got to the doorstep. “Yeah! Cherry isn’t going to be mad, right?” He shook his head as if to say no. “I already texted her. She’s fine with it.” My face lit up—for once since I entered the room. It was past six when we had dinner. I had followed him to a cozy, upscale bistro restaurant tucked away in a charming corner of the little town outside campus. There we ate a serving of their steakhouse steak each. It was a juicy ribeye with sides like truffle mashed potatoes, asparagus, and some beer.

good, and it's not here at home because at least she can rest. A lot had changed in her since she and Luke had been together. Apart from the fact that it revived her femininity, Mallory became even more confident in herself, and he always praised her. Both of them are not vocal about their relationship. Rather, they make each other feel their feelings towards each other. She remembered the first time they said "I Love you" to each other. He was the first and last, and even though that didn't happen again, Luke felt his love for her. When Mallory finished her chores, she went to the living room to watch a movie. Tonight's her time. I truly hope Luke is doing well now at the event he attended.

In a large and majestic mansion of the Letitia family, Vivian Letitia was kneeling on the ground crying and begging for her mother. “Mom, I don't want to break up with Lionel Alan, the one I love is him. I don't want to marry Clinton Rory either. Even if I die, I won't marry him."