We're Simply Meant To Be Novels & Stories

᪥ ᪣" we are born alone, we live alone , we die alone . Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we are not alone" ᪥Orsen welles᪥ Will meet you next time with a new update

" Hm... I think it's time every one of us let out the beast in us! " " Exactly! Because only then can we truly be an Overcomer... " " Hm... True. " .... A/N : What do you think, guys?

'Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down. You are not an option, a choice or a soft place to land after a long battle. You were meant to be the one. If you can wrap yourself around the idea that you are something incredible, then you will stop excusing behavior that rapes your very soul. You were never meant to teach someone to love you. You were meant to be loved. We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.'

And we all chorused at same time,“Done.” We promised ourselves to get together forever, never tossing each other out to the zoo for animals to devour, but rather watching each other's back, never taking the walk of shame, but choosing to be one, in everything. Live is too short to live in strife. Too short to bear grudges than spread love. And I thank God we are back together

I know we will be able to, because we love each other and love each other well, so all we can do is enjoy this fresh start and fight for our love! If it's meant to be, let it be true love. The one that never ends, that destroys nothing and wears out some time. May it make you smile and fill your heart with happiness. May it be generous and give color and meaning to life. If it's meant to be, let it be true love!

And when she relaxed into me again, fully this time, I knew we were exactly where we were meant to be. Together. Still breathing. Still fighting. Still whole.

"I can't do this, I need you please." It's a simple word, a simple plea but it's my undoing, my mouth parts and my desires burn clouding every form of judgement, it's a dance of passion between our lips and tongues fuelled by the intense need that ravaged us both swelling with our individual moans and groans.

She imagines Melissa dancing half-naked on the Table. Frankly, if Karen knew how to dance, she would prefer to dance than have sex with random men, almost every day. Of course, Karen happens to still be young but she had done what matured people couldn't think of. Every moment she does something bad, her mother's phrase, the one she told her last before she left London, seems to replay itself in her head. "Tonight, you are young, but know, you have this body for a while" She recalls "Once it's morning, your body becomes old, because we have to live young for one night".

None at all. Just survival. Just love. Just us against the world. And that would have to be enough. It had to be. Please let it be enough. Please.

Then she looked at me and tried to reason with me sweetly. "Don't upset Byron anymore. As his mate, you should try to understand him more. Men prefer women who are thoughtful and sweet. Just give in a little, and everything will be fine."