The Object Of Affection Novels & Stories

Within the embrace of their shared breath, their intertwinedbodies, their silent commitment, they discovered something more profound than power. Affection.

"There's more to this, and I'm sure of it." Lina chimed in quickly. "At least our arrangement is built on actual affection, unlike some marriages we know." I laughed this time. Loud and mocking. "It's so romantic that you had to take out my trash when I had no use for it anymore; I would say that much." Chase chuckled calmly. "Affection can only take you so far, wouldn't you agree? True love, on the other hand," he turned to me, his voice dropping to a low, sexy whisper that made my inside clutch, "that's a force to be reckoned with."

In that frozen moment captured within the frame, Ejay discovered an unexpected yearning, a stirring of emotions that gradually evolved into an undeniable sense of affection. He found himself falling in love with the essence captured in that portrait, cherishing the mere sight of Gia's image as if it held the key to a part of himself he hadn't known existed. It was a silent love, born from a fleeting glance at a photograph, yet its resonance within Ejay's heart was profound and indelible.

"Would you like to go with me to his birthday over the weekend?" Daniel inquired, his voice calm. "Ok...I mean...if that's what you want." Laura replied, shrugging her shoulders. Daniel scoffed and dragged her to the bed playfully. "You are such an amazing woman, what would I do without you?" He muffled, poking her nose. As the affectionate words of Daniel echoed in Laura's ears, she couldn't help but wonder about Daniel's love for her. He was too caring and loving to the core.

He indeed was giving me mixed feelings. "Do you Arielle, take Niccolò to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, comfort him, honour and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live " the officiant said, causing me to swallow the lump in my throat to answer him . Can we both love and comfort each other, I honestly don't think so, these vows are just a show for the guest.

he once asked Aefstine. Aefstine smiled sadly. “Different people shows affection in different ways, my child. Sometimes, they would act the opposite of what they truly feel, for a lot of reasons. They could be shy, scared, or held back by something, like their past or what it contains,” he touched Alarick’s head the way he used to do when he was still a kid. “You just have to keep on showing them how much they mean to you, and soon, they will realize that they have nothing to worry and fear about.” “Is that how you came to love vardekka? Because he kept on showing you how much he loves you?” he asked.

It had been almost an entire week since I last laid eyes on the elder sister sleeping in my chamber. "Ah, but there is a benefit." I corrected him, jumping out of the carriage, restless to see for myself how she was doing. The meeting with our allying clan had taken longer than I anticipated, "is his Majesty just saying that as a cover-up? First, it was Daphne, now his Majesty wishes to covet another human princess?" Darius raised a brow at me. I frowned at his choice of words, "don't compare my affection for Daphne to the pity I feel for Heather." I growled at him, reminding him never to speak ill of his soon-to-be queen.

Those charming and intense grey orbs that still managed to grasp her heartbeats. There was a passion, intensity, a ferociousness, a desire. A want. A need. And most of these all, affection. Or maybe it wasn't just affection.... Love. It was love. He looked at her as if she was the most precious thing to him in this world. She was aware that he was controlling himself.

“I rarely joke when I’m in love, Pre. You’re beautiful, you’re smart, you’re affectionate, you’re empathetic…you’re original in all that you do. These are the things that attract me to yu…” “Please stop it, Pierre. I don’t want you to sound pathetic. You’re a man and a…” “I love you Pre. Just give me a chance to show you my intentions, please.” “A chance you say?” “Yes Pre, a chance with your heart.” “It’s been a while since I ate confectioneries, but these are great.” “I’m glad you love them.”

Wren wasn’t done bothering me. “Can I hug you?” I asked her, who looked at me terrified, even though I only had one intention, and that was to pamper her. “Hug?” she asked, and I felt worse. “Don’t you know what it is?” She shook her head, almost at the same time I finished speaking. “A hug is something we do to show affection.” “Affection?” She kept asking, and this time I was the one who grunted. “It’s when you love someone very much,” I explained.