Plafon Love Novels & Stories

he said. "Oh." I felt a pang. Relief? Disappointment? "But they're locked. Renovations. Dust." He added words one fast. I turned. He was swirling his drink, looking at the floor. I smirked. "So there is one bed." "Couch is Italian leather. Supposed to be comfortable. I'll take it," he offered. "No need. I'll take the sofa." "No." His voice dropped. That tone again—the one that commanded armies, not transmissions. "You take the room, wife."

Their families always wanted them together. [What about his wife?] [I heard she's pregnant. Poor thing.] My grip loosened, and my phone nearly smacked me in the face. What the hell? Only Lynn and I were on the balcony last night. Charlie never stepped foot at balcony. I immediately called him. It rang three times before he answered. "You saw it?" His voice was calm. "That photo is edited, right?" "Mm. I've already had someone look into it." I let out a breath.

For theirs was a love that transcended time and space, a love that would endure even the darkest of nights. As they drifted off to sleep beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, Kate knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their passion, their desire, and their unbreakable bond. And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, she knew that their love would endure for all eternity. As the night wore on, Elias and Kate's passion only intensified, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire and longing. Each touch, each caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.

Something you could lose if you weren't careful enough but I was wrong. Love couldn't be bought. It couldn't be inherited. It couldn't be owned. It couldn't be traded and it certainly couldn't be forced. Love was a choice. A choice Alessia had made when she called Ambrose Dad. A choice Ambrose had made when he gave her the freedom to choose. A choice Nolan had made when he let me go. A choice I had made when I opened my heart again and standing beneath the Italian stars, surrounded by the life I never thought I would have, I finally understood the truth.

Remi and Scarlet are chilling looking at the classroom’s windows before classes start. “So.. did you?” Scarlet asked while fanning herself. “I think you’re right.” “In what exactly?” Scarlet looked bored as she said that. “I think I do have feelings for Chloe,” Remi said with a straight face. “Hmph.” Scarlet was at a loss for words but then she smirked and puts on her glasses again, “I’m a love master.” she said proudly. “But…” Remi got worried. “But??” Scarlet looked at Remi’s expression. So she could have a face like that, she thought to herself.

Suddenly, he stops eating my pussy making me whine but he stops from getting up and thrust his cock inside my pussy. I feel like I can't breathe for a second but then the pleasure takes over my mind and before I know it, I am screaming his name on top of my lungs. Tonight he is not showing any mercy on me and keeps fucking in different positions. I lost count of how many times I have cum but I am thankful that he doesn't cum inside me for once. Because a baby is not on my list right now. After completing the daily lovemaking session we take bath together to feel relaxed in each other embrace. I trace his Phoenix tattoo with the tip of my finger wanting to know about the meaning behind it. Bu

"That was made by my daughter in law. It is called the Recipe of Love." "Oh, I thought it's all about food," Asha said, embarrassed. "It's a recipe of the food called love. Let me read it for you." Then Ella turned her head to Ronjon. "It is also for you, young man." "Thank you," said Ronjon as he smiled courteously. Lastly, Ella smiled at Lily, who nodded with thankfulness. "The Recipe of Love To Love someone, you need: A ton of patience, A truckload of kindness,

ELARA Lovey doesn’t even look surprised when I grab her arm and drag her into the center of the pack hall. “What is this,” she cries, struggling. “This,” I say loud enough for everyone, “is what jealousy looks like when it turns ugly.” I throw the vial on the floor. It shatters on the floor with dark liquid spreading out from it. “The healer confirmed it,” I continued. “its called Nightshade and it's from the station you had access to.” The students started murmuring. Lovey shakes her head, as tears spill from her eyes. “I didn’t mean to kill her. I just wanted to scare her.”

We lowered our friend into the ground and each of us worked to cover her. Jax and Chase had worked together to build a plaque to place above her grave. It was made of a dark stone. On the front it had her face engraved into it. They left no detail out of her soft features and below the engraved image was her name with the phrase, "Lover of all kinds." I stared at the beautiful plaque and a peace settled over me. We couldn't have given her a more perfect memorial if we'd tried. Those four words on her plaque described her perfectly.

table was decorated with candle and different flowers. " I Love you... it's so beautiful David..." Elanie turned towards him and kissed him. David was happy but was sad too ... how will he confess his crime infront of her... he was just praying that she wouldn't LEAVE him.. Sensing that David was silent she looked at him and asked ... " why are you distracted David... what happened... why are you sad... I told you I love your surprise..."... David smiled a little and said ....."" you have become my necessity