Slow Burn Love Novels & Stories

"Tell me, Tucker, what was I to you? Was I merely a stand-in for someone else? I poured my heart into loving and understanding you, yet all I ever got in return was indifference and contempt. "And now, out of nowhere, you say you regret it and want to 'make things right.' Do you honestly think I still need that?" A flicker of pain crossed his face. His throat moved, but I refused to hear another excuse. I cut him off coldly. "Tucker, don't say another word. Your promises are empty now. I was never the one you truly loved." The moment I spoke, a strange calm settled over me, as if all the pain and bitterness were finally slipping away.

"As proof of the curse, I gave you a mark which you have already seen. In order for the curse to break, you need to find true love. When that person says I love you, then the curse will be broken." How hard could it be to make a woman fall in love with me. “That is simple to accomplish.” I said with pure smugness. She shook her head. "No, it is not that simple. The moment that person loves you then you love them back, you will feel a burning sensation on your mark and it will glow signifying that as true love then the curse will be broken. If it does not, then you will remain immortal until you will find your true love."

"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning, and unquenchable." – Bruce Lee

The slow burn flared into a heat that consumed the room. They made love. Not with the frantic desperation of their reunion, but with a slow, deliberate, worshipful intensity. It was a claiming. A promise. A physical vow made before the legal one. Afterward, they lay in the tangle of sheets, breathless. "I love you," Liam whispered against her skin. "I love you," she said. "We leave at dawn," he said. "At dawn," she agreed. She closed her eyes. The "Slow Burn" had done its job. It had burned away the last of the fear. The last of the doubt.

Sylvia's fingers on smooth skin stimulated Liam's burning thirst for love. "No… no!" Liam ignored all of Sylvia's pleas, he reached out a rough hand to stroke Sylvia's wet bottom, provocatively in a low voice. "Your body can't lie! It's already this wet. You rent it, don't you? Let me satisfy you." Sylvia's face turned bright red. She didn't think her stupid body would betray her so blatantly. "I do not."

Unless it was for love. Real, raw, and burning.

It's about to go down. Some forbidden, slow burn love is about to happen. Just make sure you grab on so you are not left out on this spontaneous ride. 🍑😁😅💜

Every spasm felt like an electric shock ripping through me, as though my life were draining away at an alarming speed. "Emmett! Emmett, what's wrong?" Colin rushed over, panic filling his voice. He crouched next to me and reached to unbuckle my safety harness. "Let me get this off you! That way, you can breathe easier!" I tried to pull away, but my body wouldn't obey. His movements were incredibly rough, forcefully tearing at my skin that had been blistered by the high heat. The harness dug deeper into my chest, turning my already labored breathing into a shallow wheeze.

will continue till ever part of my soul has evaporated and every emotion in me has cracked to pieces. It will continue till Alessandro Romano's frozen heart has burned in it's own inferno of guilt to light the spark of lost love. And it will finally be at zero degree Celsius. At the state it was originally meant to be .