My Love Is As A Fever Longing Still Novels & Stories

he said dreamily. “Me too.” Inara said, her hand on her stomach as they smiled at each other and joined Enya’s voice again to sing; Lying in the long grass Close beside her Giving her the name Of the one the moon loves This will be the day she Will remember When she knew his heart was Loving in the long grass Close beside her Whispering of love And the way it leaves them Lying in the long grass In the sunlight They believe it’s true love And from all around them

On the night of my fifth wedding anniversary with Sebastian Gray, he lit up the entire city with fireworks for me. All our friends kept saying what a wonderful man he was—so loving, so romantic. The kind of husband every woman dreams of. At the grand finale, the fireworks burst into words that lit up the night sky: Happy Birthday, Jen. Jennifer Kingsley was Sebastian's first love, his ideal woman, the one who had always lingered in his heart. Sebastian looked at me, his expression almost sheepish. "Ah, it's Jen's birthday too. They must have mixed up the fireworks."

Her body arched into him, surrendering to the fire, caught between desire and hesitation, between the scream in her mind and the whisper of her heart. And when it nearly went too far, when pain jolted her back to herself, he stopped. Just like that, he stopped. Ice doused the fever. She whimpered, punching his back. “That hurt.” “My sweetie… oh, my sweetie…” he kept repeating, naked in vulnerability, pulling her close. Tears refused to fall, though sobs shook her chest. “I love you. I love you. I swear, I’ll marry you,” he whispered, his voice raw with a joy only he understood.

Lira (POV) The fever doesn’t start with heat. It starts with a scent. Faint at first—like burned sugar or rotting petals—sweetness over sour rot. It clings to my tongue, sticky and wrong. The moment it hits, my spine locks. I jerk upright from where I was curled against the wall. My throat scrapes dry. I swallow and it burns. The tether pulls. Not sharp. Not sweet. Just a low hum, vibrating against the bone.

HEER "I don't know what love is but what has happened to me, I swear I won't be able to live without you." God, if this is love then I would like that love should never happen to anyone. If it is really so painful, then I ask why these moths of flame give themselves pleasure in pain like this. Love is really like a burning flame that keeps wandering moths around itself. Get restless and burn in sorrow. I don't know why they let themselves feel this.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 ? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 🤭

I knew I was like a moth flying toward a flame, yet I charged forward without hesitation. Iris, please don't hate me. I will repent in prison, but my love for you will never die. Wait for me. The one who loves you forever, Ted

Not the ache that pulled me under shore, But the arms that made me fear no more. And if this is love I’ve waited for, Then let me stay in this feeling... evermore. ────────────────────────────────────────────────────

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

right? “Cal? Was Ash here?” I barely get the words out when the song on the speakers changed and the irony, the cruel, cruel, irony. ****There’s no tenderness like before in your fingertips, you’re trying hard not to show it, but baby, oh, baby I love it. You’ve lost that lovin’ feeling, whoa that lovin’ feeling, you’ve lost that lovin’ feeling now it's gone, gone, gone...**** I looked up to the sky thinking about how Selene had a bit of a mean streak, before I quicky shift my gaze back to Cal. I thought I saw a bit of surprise in his eyes, but if it was there, it left as quickly as it came.