The Cave Of Two Lovers Novels & Stories

Maybe it would help clear his head over whatever he was thinking. “Camille loved staring at the night sky. She would often compare me to the moon, saying I seemed so close but still out of her reach. I loved watching her admire the night sky as I found solace from just staring at her. She loved me but wasn’t in love with me.”

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Content warning: This book contains strong language and sensitive content such as sexual harassment, self-harm, and intimate scenes that may not be suitable for young readers. Read at your own risk. La Cuevas #1: When The Star Falls ✓ La Cuevas #2: Hazards of Love

she gently pushed past him. "Wait, miss, it's not appropriate for a woman to go there at this time," he whispered with a frown. Eloise glared back at him. "Sir, it's none of your concern. Please make way," "But... but," Eloise shouldered past him and opened the door. The sailors inside were all half naked, wearing only their pants. "Honourable lady!!" the screamed aloud. Some ran and hid behind each other while some hid inside their torn up bedspread.

sleep. With so many things happening at the end of the year, this year is not destined to be a happy one. Although Robert asked her to stop interfering in the affairs of the sixth concubine, Laura went to the western-style building outside the city to worship the sixth concubine in person. It was also there that Laura saw Smith again. His eyes were red, but he was not crying. Seeing Laura coming over, he just stared at her blankly without saying a word.

Lying on it, they held each other while talking and telling tales. In the sky, a small star twinkled with light, mischievously squinting like sly pearls that adores the dark blue night sky. Underneath this star and a silvery white moon, these two lovers laid in a leave-made bed so comfortably, shutting the world out and lost in each other. It is a beautiful sight in a beautiful place like the River Sole.

It all felt surreal to the point she questioned if she wasn’t just experiencing a bad dream brought on by the facts of the case she’d been assigned and placed Tristan in the mix to be her handsome savior, turned lover. Her tranquil mood switched to nervous alert upon the sound of stone grating against stone. She sat up with her back straight and cocked her head to listen more closely. It sounded like it was coming from further back in the recesses of the cave that were far too small for a human to fit into. Her mind struggled to remember the cave dwelling animals that were native to the area. Bear, fox, and wolf all came to mind. None of which she wanted to be alone with; especially since

My body was moving to its own rhythm and I moved on top of him, our kiss went from slow to fervent as he placed his hand on my waist, cupping my midriff, and his tongue--- his tongue clashed with mine as we continued. "I love you, Eve." He breaks off to say those words and I nodded, kissing him again before I answer. "I love you too... Adam." Before I can lay my lips on him again, he shifted his position to put me below him. He was biting his lower lip and there was a wide grin concealed from his biting and I found it very cute. "What are you planning?" I mumbled.

“There is no competition, Love. You are the most beautiful work of art in this place.” Amber rolled her eyes at his cheesy comment, but it did earn Leo a quick kiss all the same. She felt even more tingly and warm when she and Leo came upon the famous marble statue of Psyche revived by Cupid’s Kiss. The statue was said to be ahead of its time in 1787 by it sensual and romantic kiss shared between the lovers.

Chapter 8 - Apollo Castiello "Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." — Romeo and Juliet The meeting lasted another hour and a half. Jamie explained what the movie would be about but mentioned he was still open to changes. He scheduled additional meetings, but I was no longer paying much attention. As the meeting concluded, while greeting other colleagues, I spotted Mia slipping out through the NewScene doors, as if she was begging not to be noticed. I quickly said goodbye to an actor who had just arrived and followed her out those doors.

Erico was my boyfriend, our future was set in stone. We shifted back and stretched our limbs. “We’re here,” Lorraine sighed once we stood at the dark entrance of the cave. “I’m dead tired. Should we check the cave and sleep early? Rest up for what’s to come.” I nodded, and we moved inside carefully. Strangely, the interior was clean, not a single bat or pests was in sight, only a faint smell of damp earth. There was even a door at a split in the tunnel, where we found two worn sleeping bags, frayed at the edges but still serviceable.