Spitfire In Love Novels & Stories

"You wanted it back, right? Take it." He shook his head. "No, Kitty is yours! It's always been yours. I can't…. I can't just…" he faltered. "What is the point of all of this, Damian? I gave Kitty away because I wanted to be rid of anything that reminded me of you! What do you expect from this? Then I'd somehow think you're the greatest lover on Earth?!" His face turned pale. He could not say anything. She shoved Kitty into his arms. "Stop trying to use it as a tool to gaslight me, Damian. It's not gonna work because I don't care anymore. Do you get it yet?"

"You kept calling me over something this trivial? Was that really necessary? Do you know, because of you, I was a minute late lighting the birthday fireworks for Luna Whitmore? She cried because she was so upset!" I subconsciously held my lower abdomen. In that one minute—delayed because he ignored my calls—I had been enduring the pain of massive bleeding. Nevertheless, I didn’t hysterically argue or question him. I just spoke softly, "Sorry for interfering with your important matters." Then, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and his tone softened slightly. "As long as you’re not picking a fight." He pulled a half-burnt sparkler from his pocket and tossed it to me like a favor. "Luna i

"I love you." ****

Would he kill for his family or for his love? Those were the crucial details I needed. I retreated to my room, slipped into a bikini, and took a swim. Once I was tired, I climbed out of the pool and checked my phone. A line of insults from Cameron greeted me. I knew she would be furious, but her opinion didn’t matter in this situation. "You were the one who suggested I find some romance, so keep your nose out of my affairs," I shot back, texting her. "You’re playing with fire. That man is going to be your downfall, and I won’t be there to bail you out," she texted back.

Silence fell upon the crowd in anticipation of what was to come. My hand slightly brushed against my lovely mate’s. Sparks erupted at the tiniest point of contact and my heart soared. They were sparks of love. Bright, fierce, undeniable. That meant only one thing. Loyalty. Sparks never lied. If she did not love me and wanted to poison me, surely the sparks would have died or dimmed by now.

This woman is really testing the limits of my patience. "You want an explanation?" "Yes!" "Well listen carefully. Whatever relationship we had before, it was purely friendship, Meldrid. There were no romantic feelings attached whatsoever. Now if you think I fooled you and turned my back on you, then all I can say is I am not to blame because you were the only one deluding yourself that there was something between us. I changed? Damn! I didn't change, Meldrid. The only difference is that I am truly in love now, and that is who I am right now," I said firmly.

Her pout faded into a smile as she leaned into his embrace. “Then tell me,” she asked teasingly, “when did you finally realize you liked me?” Xavier gazed out at the sunset over the ocean, his voice low and steady. “The moment I saw you lying in that cryogenic chamber. I realized that without you, the world felt empty. Just a hollow, endless place.” Starla lifted her head, cupping his face in her hands. As the last light of the setting sun bathed them in gold, they kissed—deep, lingering, filled with all the love they had waited so long for.

the man smiled at the audience. Kurt’s mother flashed an evil smile. Kurt and Annika were both stunned. They didn’t know something like this would come up. Catherine planned to embarrass Annika in front of many people, but what she didn’t know is that Annika was a good singer. Annika looked at Kurt’s mother with a smirk. It’s on, bitch. She stood up and gracefully walked to the stage. Kurt was nervous but he couldn’t do anything. Annika took the mic. “Hello, everyone. My name’s Annika. I am with my boyfriend, Kurt Morgan.” The spotlight went to Kurt. He waved his hand and smiled, but he was still nervous. “Tonight I will sing Girl On Fire and I dedicated this song to the mother of my boyfrie

"Pressed against the window, taking my cock. You love this, don't you?" "Yes," I gasped. "God, yes." "Say my name." "Keanu." "I can't hear you." "Keanu!" I moaned. His thrusts became more erratic, his breathing harsh. I felt myself climbing again, impossibly fast. "I'm close," I whimpered, pushing my hips back against him. "Come with me." He slammed into me. "Come with me, Spitfire." The second orgasm hit even harder than the first, my whole body shaking with the force of it. This time, Keanu found his release as well, groaning harshly against my neck as he came.

Sabrina's tone was filled with absolute certainty. She looked at him intently, and their gazes locked. "Stanley, don't deny it. You've fallen for me. Even though you've known Jaycee for years, you've still fallen for me. You're just used to Jaycee. It's not love. "You love me, Stanley," she said with conviction. Stanley averted his gaze. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Don't think about this. Rest for now." He stood up and left, almost as if fleeing the room.