That Sik Love Book Novels & Stories

How does he know it by just touching me? His jaw clenched and I felt his finger reached deep inside of me. “I’m not supposed to be fucking a virgin woman. I don’t look for love.” He said seriously. Chuckling, I touched his manhood causing him to curse. “Do I look like I’m looking for love?” I leaned on his neck then whispered. “I only want sex, Liam. I only want you to fuck me as hard as you could, plug your cock inside my pussy and wreck it as if it is yours. That’s what I want.”

I wanted him, the person I had fallen in love with. “Raya.” Micah growled, his voice raw and still thick with desire, and my lashes fluttered shut, my hips buckling. “What the hell was that?” “No.” I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze. Without thinking, my hand reached for him, fingers brushing through his beard, the same one I had promised to trim. Then I moved higher, tracing the shape of his lips slowly. “I want you, but not like this.” Micah’s brows lifted up, confusion marring his face, and I reached up, smoothing the ridges that had formed. “How.” He breathed out, his finger raking through his hair, and my lips widened in a smile.

I got up abruptly; I couldn’t believe the words that came out of that opening he sees as a mouth. “Just listen to me.” I scoffed, “Listen to what? You want me to be your wife for a year in order for you to save my sister, who is close to dying???” “I am not done.” “No, you are. In my books, you are done.” I grabbed my phone on the table and said, “If this is your proposition, then you are a heartless person, and I’m not interested in it.” “Would you rather watch your sister suffer?” He asked.

My husband knows that too well. Part of that is the reason he's so mad because he knows that his wife would never be part of anything that attracted attention or the public. He knows it and has adjusted through the years. We do everything at home, I know you think it's boring. Well, everybody's love language isn't the same. The theory that makes one relationship work isn't guaranteed to make the next one work, it just involves understanding between the two couples and they are good to go. I read a book and I learned that love isn't determined in the big gestures, it's in the small ones. The sacrifices, those are the things that determine love. They are a little but unforgettable, it fuels th

Feeling bored, I started scrolling through my phone when a new text popped up. "You really believe Chris married you out of love? Stop fooling yourself. He only did it to keep his family off his back. Leave him now unless you want me to teach you a lesson." It wasn't hard to guess who sent it. Honestly, I couldn't care less about why Christopher married me. I typed back quickly. "Well, here's hoping you two cheating scumbags stick together forever." Then, I took a screenshot and sent it to Christopher. "So this is your 'unattainable love,' huh? She's just so gentle and sweet. Don't even start accusing me of being the mean one."

In Cynthia's there was a pool of joy, as her plan had stood, yes I tricked him again, and it works, but… I have to make some quick decisions now, before I get hurt, he may not fall for all my traps, and he may later change and let me go. I know it will be hard for him to decide against me, because he loves me, but…time changes just with a tick of seconds. That same day at night, the two lovers are already in bed, about to sleep, then Cynthia calls on Richard, baby, are you sure you love me? She asked. Hmm, what is it again? This question sounds scary to me.

I decided now would be a great time to find Nate and talk. ************ Author's Note: Please if you are loving the book, leave a rating and comment. Thank you guys so much for reading!! You all make me want to write more every day.

They are indeed SIBLINGS but their love is not a FORBIDDEN LOVE. THE END. Hello everyone, thank you so much for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed it. I will like you to know that I have other stories here, I hope you can try them out to see if you love them. Thank you again :)

But what came next, was the exact opposite. Jacob's strong hands fell around her dainty wrists, as he aimed to pull her palms away from her eyes. But when the strong man pulled in his direction, Stephie stiffened her muscles, creating a perfect antagonist force. This ensued chaos in the momentum, and with Jacob being the stronger of the two, Stephie was suddenly pulled entirely to his person. The forward jerk allowed for Stephie's elbows to be released, but as she swung in Jacob's direction, her lips fell against his right collarbone in a soft, brush-like kiss, a sensation which had both persons tensing instantly, even as their bodies were now lined perfectly with one another.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. The Forbidden Love Series will be slightly different from the ones I've written so far. The stories in this series are not connected to each other. They are each stand-alone stories, and all of them feature forbidden love. A Short Synopsis: Twenty-four-year-old Serenity Parker had always been in love with her older brother's best friend, Alexander Dawson who was two years older than her. Soon she found out that he was too interested in his underground fight clubs and