Spitfire In Love Novels & Stories

Perhaps just love at first sight. That evening, she took permission from her mum and went to the hill. From afar, she saw that he was already waiting for her. She hurried up to join him, "I am sorry I am late". "It's Ok", he replied. He was silent for a few minutes, possibly looking for some words to initiate a conversation. "You are beautiful!" He blurted out. "Thanks. A lot of people said that", she replied. He smiled, looked at her, "you are smart too". "How did you know?" She asked. "I just guessed". She looked deep into him and said, "You are a werewolf". He was shocked, "how did you even know that? Are you a witch?".

Gary pushes him away, puts his hand over his mouth. - You said you wanted to learn what love was. - Lucifron says, feeling the confusion in Gary's mind. - I want to, but what about the maiden? She might not like it. - You don't have to tell her. It's just between the two of us. Gary nods. - To love is to feel sparks running all over the body with a simple touch of the loved one. Lucifron caresses Gary's face and sparks run through both their bodies.

"Spare me." She stubbornly stuffed the bouquet into my hands. "I've been thinking, and if there's one thing I could take back, it was sabotaging your pens. Still, we're very lucky it only ended up backfiring on Johnny and me. Seamus, I'm sorry, I really am." My mind wandered off again. I was taken back to the day I made that call to the future. The mere mention of Zoe's name filled the future me with enough fury to carpet bomb a whole city and then some. Unbeknownst to her, her sabotage did work in another timeline, and the other me had suffered for it.

On the other hand, he is so pampered, feared and loved in this town that if he accidentally bumped into someone, they would probably be the ones apologizing to him and not the other way around. Okay, yes, the spoiled thing I got from all the internet research I've been doing this weekend on the guy. I was bored, okay? He keeps staring at me and I stare back at the jerk, straight into his electric blue eyes filled with anger, hatred and what looks like a hint of pain. He also has freckles on his nose that I hadn't seen at the funeral because I was so far away. But up close, wow, they suit him and somehow make him look more attractive. He has full pink lips that I wouldn't mind tasting sometim

Realizing Liam's intentions, Sylvia cried out in fear, clutching his hand and begging. "No, please! Don't do that, I'm still a virgin! I can't have an illicit relationship with you." "Very good!" Liam's voice was hoarse with extreme excitement. Sylvia's beautiful tear-stained face and her perfect body made his lower erection unstoppable, uncontrollable like it was exploding. For a moment, he felt that Sylvia was very familiar, even the ecstatic sweet scent of her body made him fall in love with him. "You have to be mine… forever mine." Sylvia's fingers on smooth skin stimulated Liam's burning thirst for love.

Claire paused, shuddering as she said, "It's over between me and Stan Gosling. I didn't keep his baby either… So can't we just start over? I promised I won't ever hurt you anymore…" All I felt was exasperation. "So, you came looking for me because you realized no one's bothered to take your crap?" "No! I really love you!" Claire cried even harder. "Don't you remember?! You promised that you'd always stay with me back at university…" "I do," I replied calmly. "I also remembered working overnight just to bake a cake for you, only for you to hand it off to Stan. "I also remember that time I felt like I could die from a high fever, but you told me you're busy shopping for new clothes with Stan.

"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

Sam 🎶Girl, you take my breath away with your charms 👥 i love you baby face! 🎶 and I'm falling helplessly for you!!!!!!!! Spark 🎶 I'm spark, girl lets roll and sparkle together 👥 Spark!!! Even his eyes sparks The screams almost brought the walls down 🎶 Our love will sparkle more than a full moon on a windy night 🎶 i wanna be your addiction Felix appeared while smiling widely and most of the students fainted 👥 Love your dimples 👥 Marry me felix They screamed, almost bringing down the roof

"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." "THAT IS LUDICROUS!" I roared at her. "This will serve as a lesson, to both of you,” she said as she took turns in looking at Nathaniel and I, “ You will be watched. I will make sure that my descendants will watch your progress. Until then, good luck." Then the room went back to normal but the spot where Florence stood was vacant. She had disappeared, leaving us to deal with the aftermath. As for the wom