Who Do You Love: A Novel Novels & Stories

And I can't wait to share Doris and Brad's story with you soon in the next book in the duology— "Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice" Big Heart, Bethel W.C. Eke

"And you are both doing this para hindi matuloy iyong kasal ng mama mo at papa niya?" "Thinking of doing it, but have not yet decided," sagot pa rin niya. Umiling-iling ito bago humarap sa kanya. "I think that is a bad idea." She raised an eyebrow. "How could you be so sure?" "You hate this Andrew Villanueva, correct?" "Uhm, yeah. Kind of," she curtly replied. "So? How can you pretend to love him, when you even hate him?" Madeleine asked. "You're not even that good of an actor."

I knew she was the last person to turn to, but Chloe was the only one who would take me in at this hour, I didn’t want to go to a hotel, I needed to be with someone. She sat me down gently and placed my head against her bosom. It felt good. It felt relaxing. I raised my head slowly, and my face was really close to hers. I placed my lips on hers and kissed her. The kiss moved from slow to fast, really quick. Lois wouldn’t mind, after all, last night was a mistake, and this was a loveless marriage, and I meant nothing to her.

Because love, real love, was built not on someone else’s expectations, but on trust, forgiveness, and the choice to hold on, no matter what. Upstairs, the phone in Sharon’s bedroom glowed with unread messages. For the first time in years, her plans had failed. And as the night deepened, Denver and India clung to each other, determined that nothing—not even family—would break what they’d fought so hard to build.

He cut in before pulling me into a kiss. "I love you, Eiran Richards." He whispered. "I love you, Charlie Preston." I replied, placing a peck on his forehead. His eyes widened in surprise at the use of his real name. "Theron Wilson is an average university lecturer for the department of sociology and anthropology, loving him would mean loving the lies and pretence, the falsehoods and fear. It would be a lie." I explained. "Charlie Preston is a brilliant, resilient, and beautiful man who has survived so much and still retained the capacity to love. He's the man I love; past, present, and future."

I was busy worrying about the well-being of my daughter. “Why do you make me worry so much, Amber?” I asked myself as I picked up a novel on the side of the bed. It was Amber’s best novel. She would finish this novel and start all over again just because of the suspensions and plot. The book was titled “bye, see you.” I hadn’t read the book but I know everything about it because of Amber’s endless bickering. She muttered about this book so much that I know much about it. It was a book written by a human. The book was about a younger male who fell in love with an older female. His name was Jai and her name was Ann. Jai was out with his friends. They all picked girls they would mate with from

I honestly loved his smile. Nicole always made me happy, but Kenneth made me feel like I had family. He always made me feel loved; he always offered me new dishes and remnants, and I always enjoyed them because he knew how to cook so well. Vanessa could back me on this. I envied his wife and kids; they had this perfect man all to themselves, how beautiful. “Are you good?” He asked, stealthily placing the bottle of Jack Daniels in the plastic bag I brought. We were by the empty corner.

Shouldn't they put books on politics here? Out of curiosity, Karen Joy reached out to take the book and opened it. At the bottom of the preface, she saw this "If you love me, give your heart to me!" It was indeed a romance novel. Karen Joy continued to flip through the pages. After reading a few pages, she found that the male lead in the book lost his sight in an accident and wanted to give up on the female lead. It was the female lead's love that guided the male lead out of the dark and brought them together again.

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he asked curtly. “What do I want? I want you to leave Olivia alone, Antonio is your brother!” “So what if he is my brother? Olivia doesn't love him anyways besides she wants to be with me” “I know she loves but do you love her? Or is she just one of your sex toys” “Spare me all your drama, you don't need know whether I love her or not, that's none of your business so please leave me alone,I gotta go meet Olivia” He walks out of the room as he is walking she yells” if you love her so much, why are you dodging the question then?”