Novel & Cerita War Lover

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.

“In two years of marriage, you’ve only touched me twice. And those times, you were drunk. I had to beg you—force you even—just to feel like your wife.” “That’s why you cheated,” he said coldly. “Because I wouldn’t touch you.” I flinched. “For your information,” he added harshly, “I never loved you. I have never loved you. And I never will.” My knees buckled slightly. “I have always loved Fiona. Long before you showed up and came between us.” My heart cracked. “That’s why I don’t find you attractive. That’s why I couldn’t touch you,” he continued, his voice like a knife. “Fiona said you had a small brain. And I believed her. Only someone foolish wouldn’t have seen the handwriting on the wall.

coupon that I'd given him when we first started dating while we were in our teens. On it, written in my somewhat childish handwriting, were the words, "This coupon entitles Robert Bowen to one (1) unconditional wish from Kaitlyn Hudson, valid for one-time use only." Robert then said, "What if I used this to wish for it?" In the past, no matter how fierce our arguments were, or how much we fought and I threatened to divorce each other, I had never once felt afraid that our relationship would really end just like that. The reason was that I knew Robert still had this "wish coupon" he could use as his "get-out-of-jail" card to fight to keep our marriage and prevent our relationship from actuall

His blue eyes were bold and enchanting, He is cute Damian thought and quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind. Damian’s parents expect him to be paired with a female mate and they must be a werewolf. He can’t lay in his bed and fancy a vampire, an enemy to the werewolves, and a male. The werewolves believed in procreating and there was no way they were going to allow a relationship between two males. They believe love was to be shared between a male and female and never in history has the lunar goddess ever paired two men together. It had always been a man and a woman.

, Maria replied. Luciana was so shocked to hear that, how could Maria had found out that she had something going on with Kelvin. They had kept their relationship a secret for a month now and she wasn't ever going to let Maria know about it because at the blood Moon pack ,she had taken an oath never to fall in love with a male counterpart nor mate any. " I am sorry my lady, I know I have broken my oath and I should be killed instantly, but I didn't do it on purpose. it just happened and I'm deeply sorry to have betrayed you like this", Lucy begged on her kneels.

Because I don't appreciate being coddled, it can be a source of irritability for me at times. Valentine's Day arrived just a few short weeks after she had left. Even though it was our first official one as a couple, Mark and I had already been together for four years at the time. We didn't lie to anyone about the fact that it was our very first experience as a married couple, but we did say that it was.

"Because you do it with every girl, even Luci, who is like one of the coolest and most beautiful people ever. Then who am I? I don't have a Cinderella complex. I'm not the type of girl to think that a guy will simply think she is so special." He looked at her with an overall serious expression on his face. "First of all, you are special. Now let me clear up some misconceptions you may have. I told you I loved you, I've never told any girl that, not Luci, not anyone. I know what you think about me. You think I'm a player who enjoys being with different girls. I'm not going to deny enjoying being with different girls, I absolutely do. But I'm not a player, and I've never told any of these girl

“I only want you. I only feel good with you.” “I know, baby. I know.” He kissed my cheek, to my jaw, and finally to my lips, slow and sweet. “And I only want you. Every part of you. Forever.” He undid his pants and freed himself, hard and heavy and throbbing, the tip already glistening. He lined himself up right at my entrance, holding my waist gently but firmly. He looked deep into my eyes, full of love and adoration. “I’m going to fill you up now,” he said softly. “I’m going to give you all of me. I’m going to make you feel so loved, so full, so completely mine. Okay?”

“So, tell me, what does this wealthy client want?” “I’ve given you all the ammunition you’ll need to find that out for yourself.” “Well, I'm going to head home, so I can go over notes if I want to be prepared for tomorrow. Thanks again, Mr. Leonardo.” The wealthy Client Motivation: In the world of wealth, power, and glamour, a sophisticated client finds a need and yearning for love. “What sense does it make to have it and no one to share it with?” Love is a powerful emotion that resonates with warmth and connection. The allure of a 'lover' generates a thrilling mix of excitement and longing, igniting desires that have led to entertaining visions of an ideal relationship. The phrase "I wanna

“We get so many, what with the registry office down the road. Are you being joined by the bride and groom?” “Actually, we’re anti-marriage,” I say. “Our motto is: make love, not vows.” “Here’s to that.” Lorcan lifts his glass, his eyes glinting. The waitress looks from Lorcan to me, laughs uncertainly, then retreats. I down about half my glass. My head is gently spinning and I feel another surge of longing. I’m imagining his lips on mine, his hands ripping off my dress.… Oh God. Get a grip, Fliss. He’s probably imagining his bus home.