Passion In Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hindi ito mukhang bagong hinugasan. I cooked for our dinner. Nilagay ko ang lahat ng pagkain sa tray bago ko inakyat sa kwarto niya. She's already sleeping. Hinaplos ko ang buhok niya. She looks really pretty but I don't like her. I don't like someone who's just force to love me. For me, girls is just for fun but when I met my the one. I will love her faithfully. But I think, this girl is not the girl for me. Ayoko sa taong napipilitan sa akin. I want a girl who loves me with whole of her heart. Not by force of someone.

Araw-araw, nasasaktan siya. Araw-araw, parang pinuputol ng gunting ang bawat ugat sa puso niya habang tinitingnan ang babaeng minsan ay palaging nakangiti, tumatawa, at nagmamahal sa kanya nang buong-buo. Miss na miss niya ang tinig ni Colleen, ang init ng mga yakap nito, at ang mga salitang “I love you” na dati ay palaging nagpapalakas sa kanya.

"And then later on, I realized that it wasn't just a simple attraction anymore. There's still lust, but my feelings for you got greater." I sighed. I was hurting. "Di ba, inorasyunan kita?" Umirap siya. "You still believe in that?" Mukha ng iritado. "Bago mo pa orasyunan si Marko, gusto na kita!" "Pero minahal mo ako nang matapos ko iyong orasyon," giit ko naman. He groaned. Iritado. "I love you. I still love you. I don't want to talk about your failed spell."

Everytime he kisses me, he's doing it with care and passion. I tried to cope with his pace. Just imagining myself kissing this guy in front of me makes me gone wild. It was longer and a passionate one. I wrapped my arms around his neck to feel his lips more. I felt his touch on my back as he traced small circles. My head is clouded right now, and I can't even think straight. I'm not innocent when it comes to this thing since I read some romance books. Humiwalay siya sa halik at mataman akong tinitigan. Hanggang ngayo'y namumungay pa rin ang mga mga niya.

malanding tugon ko sa kanya. He closed his eyes shut. It was as if he's savoring every word I said. We made love— or had sex, rather. A dance of power, a clash of wills, a struggle for dominance. His passion was raw, unrestrained, overwhelming. Halatang hindi na s'ya nagpapapigil at gano'n din ako.

"Fuck Aris, I'm staying here with you." She smiled and leaned on his wet chest. "I'm glad you changed your mind." "Mahina ako pagdating sa 'yo." Lumapad ang ngiti niya. "You know, one reason why I couldn't sleep was because I kept thinking about what we did back on your couch. I couldn't just ease my mind—and I continue to feel that heat inside of me. What am I feeling, Gene?" "Passion, Trinity. Your body is filled with passion." Gene then lowered his head and kissed the side of her neck. "And I feel the same... I keep thinking of you for hours."

The way he looked at her, touched her, kissed her—there was no escape from the raw, electrifying passion that surrounded them. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear before he claimed her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. The taste of her on his lips sent another rush of heat through her, reigniting the fire between them. Anthony's hands gripped her hips firmly, his touch possessive and electrifying as he pressed her back against the glass wall. The cool surface against her heated skin only heightened the anticipation. With one fluid motion, he positioned himself between her legs once more, the tip of him brushing against her core. Carmela gasped, her body trembling with a

"shit! why you do these things to me, Diego? bakit? bakit pinararanas mo sa akin Ang ganitong klase ng kaligayahan gayong pwede mo naman itong gawin sa asawa mo? Diego, putcha ka!" napatigil ako sa aking ginagawa. itinigil ko Ang ginagawa Kong pagro-romansa sa kanya at Saka ako tumayo upang magkatapatan Ang aming mga mata. "gusto mo ba talagang sagutin ko 'yan?" malamig Kong pagkakatanong. hinahanap ko Kasi sa mga mata nya Ang pagmamahal ngunit Wala akong makita. I know, Dala lang ng ginagawa Kong romansa kaya nadadala sya ngayon. I don't see any love in her eyes. all I see is lust. pure lust. damn you, Venus. Hindi mo alam kung gaano mo ako nasasaktan.

“Mas pinipili ko ang iyong pagmamahal kaysa sa lahat ng kayamanan niya.” The passion was immediate and consuming, a physical manifestation of their resistance against the external forces trying to tear them apart. Rafael tore their clothes off, his movements rough but careful of her pregnant body, his desire overflowing with an urgent need to anchor himself in her reality. He worshipped her body, his hands and mouth exploring her familiar curves, confirming that she was his, completely and irrevocably.

Wasak na wasak na ito at hindi niya alam kung makakayanan pa ba niyang buoin ito sa kabila ng mga salitang parang patalim na tumatama direkta sa kaniyang dibdib. Umatras ng isang hakbang si Anastasia. Humigpit ang kaniyang pagka-kahawak sa kaniyang pouch habang patuloy sa paghikbi. Tigmak ng luha ang kaniyang mga mata habang nakatingin sa kaniyang asawa na ngayon ay halos hindi na niya makilala. “I will never regret loving you, Fred. But I think, being separated will make our lives more peaceful and fine.”