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I giggled and sank into the tidal wave of his love. The night stretched long, and so would our happiness. Not long after, I became pregnant. When Caleb and I visited our new villa, we saw Thomas and Juliet tending flowers in the park. Their old clothes were streaked with dirt. Adrian was nearby, drunk in broad daylight, with a crying baby beside him. Under the scorching sun, their former pride had long since vanished. Seeing me, they hastily pulled on their masks and hurried away with Adrian. Their aging figures were the very picture of desolation.

“Yes… I like you… I like you a lot. “My phone is full of your photos. I have all your likes and dislikes written in my notes. I’ve pinned your chat to the top for over ten years. Every time you message me, I get so happy that I can’t sleep all night. I have also written many love letters for you. I’ll show them to you someday, okay?” Yvette had known Henry for eight years. This was the first time she saw him look so openly in love.

On the screen were dozens of unread messages, all from Rowena. "Nicholas peeled an apple for me himself. It tasted so sweet." "Clarence bought me a new dress. He says I look best in white." "Irving and Luther stayed with me all day for my check-ups. They're so worried about me." "It's been two days now, and at the slightest mention of a headache, they all fuss over me. No one even asked where you were." "A thief is always a thief, and stolen love has to be returned sooner or later. Karina, I pity you. Not a single person truly loves you. If I were you, I'd have killed myself a long time ago."

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

It was normally a simple dish, but he'd remembered a video I'd sent him last month and spent his rare day off making this special version just for me. Being with him taught me what it meant to be truly loved by someone who could keep you smiling. I finally understood what people meant about finding someone who gets your quirks and shares your silly moments. With him, I could be myself again - that carefree girl I used to be. I laughed at the creative dish and quickly took out my phone to capture the moment. "You're in such a good mood today. Did something good happen?" Travis asked affectionately. I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. With a playful pout, I said,"Nothing sp

Ellen pecks Maddox on the cheek and walks into the bathroom, and soak in the tub. While Ellen was in the tub, Maddox filled the room with rose petals. He had champagne brought up from the kitchen along with chocolate-covered strawberries. Even though Maddox was exhilarated to have marked Ellen, he hoped it would have been more romantic than on the kitchen floor after Ellen's first shift. Maddox was secretly a huge romance buff. He read the notebook over five times, and when it was raining, he liked to watch Me before you and cry in the rain. Although you'd never know that about this Beta. Buff and tough, nothing can stop him from killing had a soft side.

And I want all that from the core of my heart. So for these three minutes when you are reading this, please let me tell you that I love you. I know real love takes time. I know that we might not even date. I know that we may not have a future. But despite knowing that I can’t have the moon, I want to tell the moon that I love you. From far, one-sided, crazy, impractical, stupid, idiotic, but hey, I love you. And that’s all I ask from you. I ask nothing. Yes, each inch on my soul prays that you love me too. But even if you don’t tell me “I love you too,” I love you. Even if you force me to never say this to you again, I will whisper to myself that I love you. Because I do love you. My heart k

But I still feel shy to seduce him. "I love you. I want you crazily," He whispered huskily. "I love you so much Harsh. I don't want anything else except you," I cupped his face. "Harsh, I still feel shy to begin. It would be better, if you start," I bit my lip unknowingly. "So I will never get the chance that you get up and ride over me for making love," He started playing with my breasts, from the upper side of my shirt.

| Epigraph | His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her...He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him. *throws cream buns to all my readers* <<< This book is dedicated to those who think they don't deserve the one they love >>> Here you go! | When We Met | "Love is like a wind. You can never see it, but you can always feel it." Birds were chirping, the skies were all clear except for kites. A soft breeze splattered over trees which reverberated with pleasure. It was the spring season, perfect for every girl and boy, man and woman.

Matthew lowered himself gently, leaning his forehead against Alexander who was panting heavily now, tears streaming down his cheeks, and kissing the salty trails away. "God, my Angel," He whispered, "I love you so much," He pressed a soft kiss to his lover's lips who opened his eyes at his movement, brown eyes soaked into blues and Matthew groaned before pulling away, moving his hips into his lover once more, a moan leaving his lover's lips as Matthew pounded into him fiercely. Alexander's eyes fluttered closed once again, as a deep moan slipped past his lips. "Mmmm... Matthew," He panted and dug his fingertips into Matthew's hip bone, he pulled him closer, his tongue finding Matthew's lips,