Unselfish Lover Full Force Novels & Stories

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

Because no one can see my tears now. "Maybe you deserve the abuse-" my subconsciousness whispered. The wound on my cheek suddenly sting. 'I never thought that you were such a terrible person Xavier Jones. I hate myself for liking you.' My breathing was suddenly shaky. 'You were trying to be a gentleman just because you want the marriage between our parents to be great. But I don't, okay? Trust me, I will not make it easy for you.' Suddenly, the fire of vengeance started to grow inside me and my hands turned into fists.

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

He sucked on it hard, licked and bit on the nipple hard. “Fuck your boyfriend, Fuck your denial, You still fucking love me just admit it,” he said in between his very hard and angry thrust. “I’m gonna fuck you till you, only think about me, Till you only want me, till you become addicted to only me again!” he growled angrily. No matter how hard, I tried to hold back a moan I couldn’t. He knew my body to well, and the harder and rougher he was the more my body betrayed me. Soon I found myself grinding forward trying to meet his hard deep thrust.

The awe in my heart was larger than I had ever experienced. Her skin was smooth and her legs were as fine as wine. I saw her hair drip with water and her face appeared cleaner than usual. My thoughts eroded with desires but I shut them off at an instant. Without wasting much time, I went back to the Chevrolet and while I sat in the driver's seat, waiting for her….I thought about what I saw. "Now I see Mr. Dante was extra protective of her, she is a goddamn beauty but that's fucking selfish, I shall have her too."

The Pacific stretched endlessly before me as I stepped down from the car, the setting sun painting the sky in shades of orange and crimson. I picked my way across the sand, dodging joggers and evening surfers. I found a piece of driftwood, faraway from the crowd and sank onto it. I was so lost in the hypnotic pull of the water,and the soft melody in my ears whispering about love and forever, that I didn’t hear the footsteps until they stopped just behind me. “Mind if I sit?” I removed my AirPods and turned to find a man standing a few feet away, hands shoved deep into his pockets.

One day, he sat down with his 30-year-old self on the couch and looked unusually sternly at him. "Listen properly, 30-year-old me. I want you to swear on your own life that from today onward, no matter what happens, you will not disappoint Kitty, let her down, or hurt her again. You also will never ignore or neglect her again because of anything or anyone else, ever again. "You must always remember that she is the person you must love and protect with all of your might! She is the only love of your life. Do you understand?" The older Robert looked at his younger self, then at me, his expression solemn.

“Don’t tell me I’m strong when I just handed my entire life over to that monster without a whimper.” “I’m not lying.” Her voice was gentle but resolute, unwavering in its conviction. “You did it for Eli. You made a choice, not out of fear… but out of the most profound, selfless love. That is the greatest strength of all, Ava. A strength he could never comprehend.” I blinked quickly, forcing my eyes open, as hot tears blurred my vision once more. “It doesn’t feel like love,” I whispered, my voice thick with unshed tears. “It feels like surrender. Like a complete and utter defeat.”

He whimpers quietly, feeling the hurt radiating off of his lover and hitting him in waves. "You had to wait until I was nearly killed before you knew you loved me, Danny, that is not loving. Love isn't conditional, love is unconditional, Danny!" Dylon stares at him, dumbfounded and Levon continues in a weak and weary voice, "Love doesn't want to hurt you, Danny, it is never selfish and it doesn't abandon you, it doesn't push you away, it draws you closer, love heals, Danny, it doesn't inflict harm, love does not hate, love is pure, it's perfect, it has no fault, Danny, none!" Levon meets his eyes for the first time, and Dylon can see tears shining in them.

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.