Passionate Love Novels & Stories

It was greater and stronger than lust and passion, in an entirely new dimension of volatile emotions. It was love. Love. I'm in love with him. I am in love with Adonis.

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

, she whispered as vow-repungnance hit her, she grabbed the basin to stand herself firmly. " It felt vulnerable Hayden!, so weak, Is this what called longing in passion? In which you've left with nothing but only helplessness!, a deep well of deprivation, which kill your soul from time to time...", Letting her tired shoulders down in defeat, her tears kept cascading down, and her lips felt the taste of pure bitterness. "When did I become so weak ?, from when did apart from you, I'd approved of someone to touch me; trapped me in devil palms, allowing him to let his desires ruin me the way he wants".

The man, the older the more perverted. Jake who heard that just chuckled. He looked intently at Maria. "You know, I always can't help myself when I'm with you." Suddenly, Jacob had grabbed Maria's neck. He kissed his wife's lips which still tasted sweet to him. Even though time had changed everything, for Jacob, Maria was still the same. Always beautiful, charming, and seductive. The two old people are back in love. Kisses, even soft touches they give each other. Maria is still sane to understand where her husband is currently going. She couldn't help but chuckle while following the game started by her husband. Until now, Maria still admired Jake's body. The man still has strong muscles in e

I turned her to face me, at which point she clamped her hands around my neck, letting herself be carried away by my mad desire. I kissed her thirstily. An unquenchable thirst for love, for love. She responded with the same passion and desire. A mad play heated between our tongues, quickly seeking that point where the love between us explodes, bathing our bodies in the sea of fiery love. I gripped her hips tightly and lifted her onto the countertop. Loud moans escaped us both as my manhood entered her heated place. She was so wet, so ready for us to begin our most passionate dance of love. We started right in with quick, greedy strokes. We were both equally anxious and eager to reach when the

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

She didn't know when her eyes started raining tears. "It's Dorcas I love and I'm glad she loves me too. I've loved her since the first time I set my eyes on her. I thought she wouldn't reciprocate my love but thank God she does," Nath confessed with a broad smile. "I love you very much, Dorcas," Nath said, gathering her in his arms. "I love you too, Nath," Dorcas replied and hugged him tightly. She withdrew and looked up at him. "For her to know that you only love me and not her, kiss me so passionately and let her see to believe," Dorcas seduced.

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.

"No! No Agha jaan I never preferred anyone Over you. No one can take your place in my heart. But at least I had this much right on my life to decide that whom I want to marry! I love her!" "Huh love! Don't you love your father? Get out of my sight right now!" "No! Agha Jaan I love you and respect you with all my heart! please forgive us, please at least give us one single chance. I am your son. I am your blood. Please forgive us, if we had hurt you" "If you want me to forgive you Inaayat" he stood from his chair and moved towards them, "then divorce this girl right now"

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."