Where Is Love By Oliver Novels & Stories

Claire pleaded, wanting the ache in her core to be satiated. "I've waited so long to do this... let me worship your body," Oliver stated. He went lower and his eyes darkened with lust when he saw the tattoo on Claire's inner thigh... the one she got for him with the words, 'I love you, Oliver' in the middle of the little heart. His breath caught in his throat and leaning down, he placed a soft kiss on the tattoo, feeling Claire's body tremble. "So sexy..." he murmured against her skin and then he ran his tongue along her panties.

“Hm, interesting—” “Oliver, I’m sorry if I’ve made things awkward between us. I really hope we can remain friends. I still care about you.” Ollie continued to pace the floor, still checking out the room. “I loved you, you know. A lot,” Oliver said without making eye contact. “Before our last dinner date, I didn’t realize you felt so deeply for me. I thought you liked me. But loved me? I didn’t think you loved me so soon. We’d just started dating.”

"Mrs.Han you don't seem to understand, that woman has been his lover for a long time, and then they got married for only three months and then broke up for an unknown reason... it's hard to move on just like that..." "Mom please understand.. it is really hard for Mr.Lee... she is his childhood sweetheart also his wife for only a short time. If I'm in his situation I can just forget everything just because you say so, it is his First Love!" "Haist!! nowadays only a few people believe in those kinds of things... It is up to you if you want to continue your life and be happy or you just want to tie yourself and have a hard life and regret forever!" ALRIGHT, LET ME TELL YOU THIS.

She hid the bottom of her face behind her hands sheepishly. "Rain Olivia Lancaster. I've asked your father and your mates for permission before coming out here. They all give us their blessing. You have made my life complete. The moment I saw you that first night on campus I knew you were meant to be in my life. Your rose gold hair, that smells of strawberries to those treasured emerald eyes like glimmer like a jewel. You only made me want you more the more I got to know you as your friend. You're extremely intelligent, and have the kindest heart, even after everything you've been through. You work hard to achieve your goals and you work even harder for those you love. You're carrying our tw

I love My Oliver in a way that leaves him breathless, I receive and give pleasure and when we are already dripping with sweat we come letting ecstasy take over us, I rest my head on Oliver's chest listening to his heart beating faster and I just relax, happy to have He is in my life, happy for everything we have accomplished and achieved over all these years. We still have a whole life ahead of us, a life of many joys, achievements, affronts, and most of all, a life with lots of Love... The End

“Chloe, the doctor said Hendrick isn’t going to make it. He’s been calling your name. Please, go in and talk to him.” When I walked into the room, it was like Hendrick sensed my presence. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I stood over him, our roles reversed, everything completely different from before. Hendrick tried to speak, his voice barely a whisper. I had to lean in close to hear him. “Chloe, did you ever love me?” I looked at him and replied, slowly and clearly, “You don’t deserve his heart.” After the bidding meeting, I received a flood of offers from different companies, but I turned them all down.

“Not the way I want you to.” My chest tightens. “I can’t lie to you. I… I love him.” Oliver’s eyes flash with hurt, but he forces a smile. “Of course you do. Who wouldn’t?” He takes a shaky breath, wiping at his face like he’s trying to scrub away his emotions. “God, I feel like an idiot. Trying to… force something that isn’t there.” “Hey,” I whisper, touching his shoulder. “You’re not an idiot. You’re just… hurting.”

"Yes. But, Kir, I'm not going to walk away. I'm not going to want it off. Not ever. Put it on me. Please." "In a minute. There is one more thing." "Kir, you keep saying that and I keep dying, come on." "This is the small one. I promise." "Fine. What?" I lean forward so my breath is wafting over his ear when I speak. "I love you, Oliver." "I know." "I am telling you anyway. Because you should hear it. Not only in a proposal speech. All the time. I love you. Lyubov moya. Moy khoroshiy. Moy navsegda. My forever. All of you. Mine."

"I have my eyes on you" I scoffed. What is it with this witch? Her eyes on me? I can't believe her gut. But then again, what does Jo's mean. "I know what happens beneath The Oak." The compound was popularly known as The Oak. We have the Lady of the oak who was Sumaya, as well as the princes of the Oak. The servants and the slaves of the Oak who were also known as the Oak's commodity. But how could anyone claim to know what happens beneath The Oak? It sounds absurd. Especially the fact that their couldn't be anything beneath the plantation or the numerous chambers.

Loretta stood with her arms around her waist and her eyes narrowed saying. "Oliver other than what I'm thinking, you...are you in love with Amanda?" Oliver paled and his blush was so noticeable that without answering anything Loretta figured it out and opined. "But man, you should wait for her to get divorced first, you heard Mr. Antonni forbid you to get close to her." He just put on his cold countenance and inquired. "I don't care about that, he doesn't own her, she doesn't belong to anyone, she's not a titled object, she's...a woman with principles, very decent and...I fucking love her."