The Love Hypothesis Novels & Stories

My soulmate. It's crazy how you'd think love is all you need to pull through every storm and challenge you face. But my bleeding heart is proof that sometimes, love is never enough and you don't know how strong you are until you choose to walk away from the very thing that makes your heart beat. “You manipulated my hypnosis that day with our family doctor didn't you?” “I only told her to keep the bad things where they needed to be. I love you Sloane and you're my wife. Everything else be damned.”

Using the little strength I have left I flip her over so I am covering her body and take her soft swollen lips with mine in a reverent worshiping kiss. Over the ages sex looses some of its appeal, you need to keep pushing boundaries to find enjoyment, to reinvigorate you but not with my precious Lia, her every touch sends me insane with need. I know I would never tire of her even if we lived forever my need for her infinite, my love infinite.

As long as I don't fall in love with her again and no one says the code word, I’ll be indifferent to her? "There’s another exception, which is if you love her too deeply. In that case, there's a small chance your mind will dehypnotize itself. But the chances are so small that you have nothing to worry about."

She stopped the sentence before completing it when she turned around and saw Adam kneeling on the floor. "Slowly, little by little, you captured my heart, made it yours. It will never belong to anyone else. " Adam started and Lillian felt her heart race recognizing the phrase from her favorite book. "You are a danger to my heart... all I knew was that no one had ever touched my heart and soul like you. No one has ever been as important as you...

"Don't do that. Don't hide from me. I love your blush." I could feel Heli stirring inside me. At this moment everything seemed just right. Charles and I laid naked against each other for a while just enjoying each other's company in silence. Charles played with my hand, inspecting my fingers and palm. I found it adorable and calming. I felt myself falling deeply in love with him.

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

And I don't think it's a problem, everyone must be sleeping right now so we have enough time to love each other. I pulled down her kilt, opening her breast area she wasn't wearing a bra that's a good thing, and to be honest, they are looking huge than the last time we had in the shower but last time I haven't taken her completely and I won't leave a single opportunity to fuck/love her hard this time.

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

She will be my sex slave for her whole lifetime. Many girls tried to approached me saying that they love me but love is the thing i just hated the most, my whole family suffered because of this love so i didn't give myself the right to love someone. It's just only sex, i will cease her craving and compel her to cease mine there will be no fucking love. I am not searching for any fucking love overhere because manik malhotra doesn't believes in love. Love is such a bullshit that just ruins life. Love isn't my cup of tea. So if i got attracted then i will fuck her hard and then purchase her so that she can serve me whenever and wherever i want.

I closed my eyes from the intensity of this earth shattering wave of pure, concentrated euphoria that claimed me. The only close thing that can describe what happened when we bit each other was this: Think of love as more than just a feeling, think of it as a liquid that runs through the entire body side by side with blood, moving everywhere, feeding and nourishing your entire organs and cells. This liquid form of love has only one source of power and that would be Adrian for me, while for him it would in my name. Now imagine that liquid of yours being transmitted through you during the bite over to the other person’s blood stream, and imagine him doing the same to your own.