Uncontrollably Fond Novels & Stories

I asked in curiosity. " Then.. I fell in love. I fell in love with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Then I realized what my mother said was very true. The girl I fell in love with was the only person who had control over me even when she had no idea. She made me different. She changed my concept of life, she made me happier without raising a finger. I stopped craving control, I stopped craving the power. I just wanted her. And when I had her, I abandoned everything else. I began a new life and I've never been happier. But I made a vow to myself, I swore to never get her involved with the life I lived before and to do that I had to avoid anything linking me to it. Even if it was famil

Just like that,the pieces came together and the puzzle was finally completed… I couldn't even believe what she said. I couldn't help gasping in shock… All I can say is that my mother is a fucking demon… An Update For My Special People! ❤️ stay wicked.

Dean's POV - Today finally Max was in my hand. He thinks that he can run away from me. What a fool. I would search him even from the hell and bring him to pay back the money. I'm not thirsty for money. Its just that, I can't tolerate lies and cheaters.

he says, "but I want to understand why you do?" "Sometimes... Sometimes... just the feeling of giving up control is the best feeling in the world. Out there... in 'real life', whatever that means, I have to look after everything, work, earn money, pay the rent, look after my dogs. When I can give up control, all that goes away, and the only thing left is the sheer sensation of... "Of fucking?" "Yes." He moves closer, the sweetness of his breathing bathing my face. "Of making love...?"

Perhaps his feelings for her had faded completely. Conal sat across from Azura, uneasy on the inside. His mind and heart are at odds with each other. It's hard to choose love and hate. Conal is being controlled by hatred and love that have taken over his body. He loved her deeply, but the thought of his family being murdered by her father was unbearable. He did not pity her when he injured her with his own hands; he thought this was the price she had to pay for her father. Azura lied to him; she knew everything but chose to conceal it. His heart had become emotionless and empty. She profited from his love, took advantage of his trust to gain sympathy, and demanded that he forgive her father'

Save me from this one. n self. I can't control my wolf. Also because I don't shift often so when I do, my wolf is very untamed and might hurt you. I don't want that to happen to you” “But we are friends” “Friends not mates. Only your mate has that control around you because he is your mate.” “But__”

He's not telling me a single thing about what we are but his gestures shout it all and I don't know if that's enough for me already. But one thing is for sure. I feel so secure whenever his arms are around me. I know how to fight- I'm actually good at it and I can easily defeat a person when I want to but when it comes to him, it feels like I don't need to fight anymore whenever trouble will hit on us. I don't know, really. I want to control my feelings, I want to stop it but I can never dictate to my heart what it should feel because I'm falling uncontrollably and unconsciously...

“Is there a trick to figure it out?” “If there is, I don’t know about it,” he says, chuckling. “I’d love a cheat sheet to how it all works and how to control it, but for now I fight it for as long as I can, and then when it takes over I’m just along for the ride.” “But it’s technically your wolf… right?” “Well, yeah. It's kind of like the blue moon acts as a steroid. It gets my wolf all hyped up, and he gets crazy and uncontrollable.”

He was learning or rather, acquiring something else he didn't know he possessed; self-control. As they both left the restaurant, he looked into the face of the sweet crushing young man and almost laughed triumphantly beneath himself at the sadness that pooled in his eyes. However, as he looked back to stare at him again, noticing Chris was still looking at their retreating backs as though he had hacked open his heart and gotten away with his soul even, he realised he was supposed to feel sympathetic towards him. There were some things you just didn't control, things like being infatuated or lustful towards someone. They were advantages the heart and body had over the mind; the ability to dec