I love you so much.
We love our parents, siblings and friends.
It was a great love affair.
First of all, I married Alex because I love him.
If he didn't love you, he wouldn't care.
I love thinking about the future.
Such people eventually succeed, sometimes through persistence, but often through the unconditional love and support of others.
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Let us all be a happy family and love one another.
"Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out," she replied.
It is music you will love to hate.
It's great and I love it.
You couldn't even say I love you.
"Natasha," he said, "you know that I love you, but..."
Anyone who has a child knows the love and concern parents feel for their offspring.
Was it love at first sight?
You are in love with me?
The love song has been the most enduring and endearing pop music art form.
There he cared for them with love and kindness; but no word did he speak in their hearing.
And she's in love with Boris already.
"I love you too, sweetie," Carmen answered.
I am not saying if you love digging ditches, you should do something else.
It was a great love story - the sexuality of the players is inconsequential.
But I love "The Jungle Book" and "Wild Animals I Have Known."
You know I love taking care of Tammy.
Since his wife left, he's avoided relationships because he's afraid of giving his heart again only to drive another love away.
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"And they have no hearts; so they can't love anyone – not even themselves," declared the boy.
Don't get me wrong: I love technology.
Alex was a love child - of that she was certain.
He asked her to go back to Houston with him, enticing her with rides on the beach - and love all night.
I knew because I was in love with you.
Why the boys should drive away, Little maidens from their play, Or love to banter and fight so well, That's the thing I never could tell.
Whether you love it or hate it, do you doubt it will happen?
His final poem is about forbidden love, but he is too ill to write it down.
Did he love Mrs. Barnett?
Glory, the good of society, love of a woman, the Fatherland itself--how important these pictures appeared to me, with what profound meaning they seemed to be filled!
But this I know, I love to play In the meadow, among the hay-- Up the water, and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me.
He smiled at the recollection of that time and of his love for Natasha, and passed at once to what now interested him passionately and exclusively.
I'd love to go.
As for the religion and love of art of the builders, it is much the same all the world over, whether the building be an Egyptian temple or the United States Bank.
Link love spells, free love spells, love charms and love potions together in the same area of the book.
And many other stories are told of this man's great love and pity for the timid creatures which lived in the fields and woods.
I love life--I love this grass, this earth, this air....
I made romantic plans of love and happiness with her!
I think I love him.
I love to tell you about God.
Vengeance or the path of true love - which will Lydia choose?
I understand that you could not, and cannot, think of yourself, but with my love for you I must do so....
"Well, supposing I do love him?" thought Princess Mary.
Lady Carteret died during childbirth in 1736 and supposedly haunts the corridors looking for her lost love.
She could understand nothing, think of nothing and feel nothing, except passionate love for her father, love such as she thought she had never felt till that moment.
I love old cars.
Sure, I'd love to go explore the woods with you, but let's forget about my legs.
The mainspring is vanity, assisted by the love of garlic and bread and butter.
You love him very much.
It is clear that the man who advocates the conclusion of a peace, and that the Minister should command the army, does not love our sovereign and desires the ruin of us all.
"I not only understood her, but it was just that inner, spiritual force, that sincerity, that frankness of soul-- that very soul of hers which seemed to be fettered by her body--it was that soul I loved in her... loved so strongly and happily..." and suddenly he remembered how his love had ended.
Love that which is beautiful.
I hope to have a love like yours some day.
Let me tell you something, my little brothers, my little sisters: You ought always to love God and praise Him.
It won't make any difference to you whether they are adopted or biological - not in how much you love them or how you treat them.
"No one can love a person he's afraid of," asserted Dorothy.
"Light! give me light!" was the wordless cry of my soul, and the light of love shone on me in that very hour.
Teacher sends her love too.
His love and care are written all over the walls of nature.
Who does not love liberty and equality?
The three great sorrows of his life held his attention in particular: his love for a woman, his father's death, and the French invasion which had overrun half Russia.
"You think he is handsome," Dulce continued, "and you love him.
I love their affectionate ways and the eloquent wag of their tails.
I have known him since I was eight, and my love for him has increased with my years.
I believed in some ideal love which was to keep her faithful to me for the whole year of my absence!
What causes a parent to love one child more than another?
And the more we love the more near we are to God and His Love.
They laid their treasures at my feet, and I accepted them as we accept the sunshine and the love of our friends.
Give father and mother a great deal of love and many hugs and kisses for me.
"I love you," she said.
Not only making out - she was falling in love with him.
"I've always loved the piglets," she said; "but they don't love me."
I love to play with little sister.
Give Howard my love, and tell him to answer my letter.
Eva sends love to all.
"Since you love him so well," said the king, "I will tell you something.
They have something they love and want to do, but if market forces are not such that they can support themselves doing that, they have to do something else.
You love your country's ideals, goals, values, and aspirations.
Shakespeare remains so popular because he wrote about timeless human experiences: love and fear and envy, anger and revenge and jealousy, ambition and regret and guilt.
I send you five thousand kisses, and more love than I can tell.
I love you awfully!
And one couldn't love more, but this is something special....
With much love, from your little friend, HELEN A. KELLER.
With much love to father, Mildred, you and all the dear friends, lovingly your little daughter, HELEN A. KELLER.
With much love and a kiss, from your little friend, HELEN A. KELLER.
Now, dear friend, Please accept these few words because of the love that is linked with them.
"I love you," he whispered against her ear, nuzzling it.
It is very beautiful to think that you can tell so many people of the heavenly Father's tender love for all His children even when they are not gentle and noble as He wishes them to be.
Give my love to all the little girls, and tell them that Helen loves them very, very much.
But I love them, you know, and don't want to distress either of them.
Maybe Felipa had a love she wasn't sure about.
You know you love each other, but you aren't about to admit it.
Was he falling in love as well, or was he simply taking what he could get?
So he thought it was all about Howard and a love interest.
Did he marry Valorie for love, or because she found out about his business?
Was she in love with Bordeaux?
He sang of war, and of bold rough deeds, and of love and sorrow.
We love war movies.
Love it or hate it, this seems to be where we are going.
In imagination I can hear Homer singing, as with unsteady, hesitating steps he gropes his way from camp to camp--singing of life, of love, of war, of the splendid achievements of a noble race.
I am very glad because I love the warm sunshine and the fragrant flowers.
I love you very dearly, because you have taught me so many lovely things about flowers, and birds, and people.
But, Nataly, you know my love for my son: I would do anything for his happiness!
Love awoke and so did life.
"I know that she loves... will love you," Princess Mary corrected herself.
It is not beauty that endears, it's love that makes us see beauty.
But do I love my wife?
I don't love her, but...
Now do I love my finger?
Is it true she's in love with that...
Everyone shall know me, love me, and be delighted with me!
Do you tell all your boyfriends you love them?
I love them very, very, very much.
I think you are very kind and patient, and I love you very dearly.
It is from the power of love which is in our own hearts.
We like to think that the sunshine and the winds and the trees are able to love in some way of their own, for it would make us know that they were happy if we knew that they could love.
All the love that is in our hearts comes from him, as all the light which is in the flowers comes from the sun.
Love is at the soul of everything.
And, Helen, He loves men still, and He loves us, and He tells us that we may love Him.
And so love is everything.
I hope the great ocean will love the new Helen, and let her sail over its blue waves peacefully.
I love every word of "Spring" and "Spring Has Come."
My favourite poet has written some lines about England which I love very much.
Please give your dear aunt teacher's and my love and tell her that we enjoyed our little visit very much indeed.
My dear Carrie--You are to look upon it as a most positive proof of my love that I write to you to-day.
Mildred is a sweet little sister and I am sure you would love her.
Admitting the view of Barclay and others that a defensive battle at Fili was impossible, but imbued with Russian patriotism and the love of Moscow, he proposed to move troops from the right to the left flank during the night and attack the French right flank the following day.
A few months ago she didn't know the true meaning of love.
I'll always love you.
There was a hurried "I love you," not an easy thing for her to say, then a dial tone.
I don't love him.
"I love you so much," she said softly.
"I love you too," she answered.
Alex had always liked that shyness when it came to their love life.
Were he and your mother in love?
I love the smell of the ocean.
Making love in the moonlight on the beach.
The satiny sheets of the bed smelled of the woman he'd made love to for hours last night.
Making love to her, wanting her dead, saving her life, walking away.
Like making love to a woman, Gabriel.
I love a chase and a fight, but the chances of me forgetting not to dull the pain increase if you resist.
From broken remarks about Natasha and his father, from the emotion with which Pierre spoke of that dead father, and from the careful, reverent tenderness with which Natasha spoke of him, the boy, who was only just beginning to guess what love is, derived the notion that his father had loved Natasha and when dying had left her to his friend.
The Tugendbund is an alliance of virtue: it is love, mutual help... it is what Christ preached on the Cross.
But they insisted on their own view: love of one's neighbor and Christianity--and all this in the presence of young Nicholas, who had gone into my study and broke all my things.
What I say is: 'Join hands, you who love the right, and let there be but one banner--that of active virtue.'
In his place was his father-- Prince Andrew--and his father had neither shape nor form, but he existed, and when little Nicholas perceived him he grew faint with love: he felt himself powerless, limp, and formless.
During that twenty-year period an immense number of fields were left untilled, houses were burned, trade changed its direction, millions of men migrated, were impoverished, or were enriched, and millions of Christian men professing the law of love of their fellows slew one another.
I love you too.
The Alex she met and fell in love with was confident and generally happy.
Carmen and I love it here.
She does love you.
"I take pleasure in knowing you can't sense me anymore, love," he replied with a half-smile.
Because you love me.
He wanted her, and nothing had ever made her happier in her life than when she saw the depth of his emotion in his eyes and lived through the consuming intensity with which he made love to her.
Their first afternoon of love was more than she ever thought possible.
Her own body burned with emotions she couldn't control: love, happiness, and a hunger so deep, she thought she'd die before he sated her.
"Do you love me Gabriel?" she asked.
Deidre waited, needing to know what it would take for him to love her.
"Because every time I start to love you, you betray me," he said at last.
I guess a better answer is that I need time to heal before I can trust myself to love you, Deidre.
If Gabriel didn't fall in love with Deidre in three days, he would be betrayed once more.
"Because I did love you, Deidre," he responded.
He did love her.
How much easier would it have been, if she simply accepted his love and walked away from the underworld?
Can you ever love me again?
She made love to him as if she'd waited her life for the moment.
Have you ever known what it was to love someone?
Just when he thought things were going well and they spent the night making love and talking, he woke up in a new nightmare.
But there was never a day when you didn't love her and she didn't love you.
She'd told him the truth, because she wanted them to have a relationship built on trust and love.
You can't ever love me.
Never mind that they bartered over his love like some sort of prize to be won at a fair.
No one could love her after all she'd done!
She didn't know how he could love her still after all she'd done or why he was willing to try to make things work.
For the first time in their history, they stood a real chance of turning a sordid love story into a pure one.
She had always feared learning to love a child, only to have the mother change her mind.
Maybe it was merely love that made her view him that way, but considering all the second and third glances he got from other women, she doubted it.
"I love you so much," she said in a voice choked with emotion.
"I love you," he said over her shoulder.
I don't want you to love me out of guilt or pity.
"Money may keep this whole world turning, but love greases the wheels," she quipped in reverse.
Without it they wouldn't have had so many material things, but their love wouldn't have been any different.
"I love it when you do that," she whispered as he carried her across the courtyard.
"I love you," she said, looking into his eyes again.
We all love Destiny so much and you knew we would provide a good home.
Right now she would love to go up there to Mom & Dad's graves to talk to them.
Every day she assured him of her love, even though he gave no indication that he heard.
For the first time, they wouldn't be making love and it failed to arouse her.
Love had a way of communicating without words.
"I love you so much," she whispered, and then sighed.
And then there was that other thing – their love life, or lack thereof.
Still, there was the change in their love life.
He signed "I love you."
Alex had always been the leader in love making.
You do still love him, don't you?
When we make love?
We don't make love, Alex.
At the time she had thought he was trying to express his love.
The kids would love it, don't you think?
Hopefully things would settle down for them now, but it was comforting knowing that their love was strong enough to survive the worst.
After all, he spent much time here, making love to her on the round bed down the hallway to his left.
Though I'm wondering why you're alone on a beach in the moonlight without someone to make love to you with a bucket list like that.
Love the color and the swirlies, like Celtic designs around it.
He didn't have to love her or live with her or even talk to her.
Or make love to her again.
There was no sign of the gentle man who made love to her last night, nothing but the cold, stony features of death.
His heartbeat was strong and steady, the thick arm wrapped around her as it had been when he held her after they'd made love for the last time before falling asleep.
I'd love to have a bargaining chip, Gabriel said.
Do you want me to make love to you or hug you?
Completely. Remember that, the next time you make love to her.
He fell totally in love with you.
"You fell totally in love with him, too, but you were uh … well, I guess deities are sort of…" "You were a mega-bitch," Toby said.
That's how I found out you really did love Gabe, even though you um …" "Crushed his will to live," Toby finished.
"No, love," he said with a smile.
Can you do it before Gabriel falls in love with you?
Find me, love, when you're ready.
One day, he'd be able to make love to his mate at will and kill the Ancient that almost killed her.
"Deidre, love, you're not hearing me," Wynn's voice was gentle.
"No, love," Wynn replied.
During daylight, when he wasn't fighting the desire to make love to her that grew with the disappearance of the sun.
I cannot fathom or define their meaning any more than I can fathom or define love or religion or goodness.
I received from them gifts that have the gentle concurrence of the heart, books containing their own thoughts, soul-illumined letters, and photographs that I love to have described again and again.
I would love to visit many beautiful cities with you.
When you go to Holland please give my love to the lovely princess Wilhelmina.
I think of them every day and I love them dearly in my heart.
Do not forget to give my love to Miss Calliope Kehayia and Mr. Francis Demetrios Kalopothakes.
With much love and many kisses, from your affectionate little friend, HELEN ADAMS KELLER.
What was the name of the little boy who fell in love with the beautiful star?
I love to go to church, because I like to see my friends.
Helen do love mother.
Love your life, poor as it is.
Why should he not love her now, and even marry her, Rostov thought, but just now there were so many other pleasures and interests before him!
He remembered everything, and ecstatic pity and love for that man overflowed his happy heart.
Thus the captain touchingly recounted the story of his love for a fascinating marquise of thirty-five and at the same time for a charming, innocent child of seventeen, daughter of the bewitching marquise.
While listening to these love stories his own love for Natasha unexpectedly rose to his mind, and going over the pictures of that love in his imagination he mentally compared them with Ramballe's tales.
He was thinking of Prince Andrew, of Natasha, and of their love, at one moment jealous of her past, then reproaching himself for that feeling.
You are right that to speak to her of love at present...
She was going to say that to speak of love was impossible, but she stopped because she had seen by the sudden change in Natasha two days before that she would not only not be hurt if Pierre spoke of his love, but that it was the very thing she wished for.
The whole meaning of life--not for him alone but for the whole world--seemed to him centered in his love and the possibility of being loved by her.
Pierre's insanity consisted in not waiting, as he used to do, to discover personal attributes which he termed "good qualities" in people before loving them; his heart was now overflowing with love, and by loving people without cause he discovered indubitable causes for loving them.
She had all that people are valued for, but little that could have made him love her.
I don't love it, but just try to cut it off!
I do love you.
With much love, from your darling child, HELEN A. KELLER.
I love to make everybody happy.
Give many kisses to little sister and much love to all.
She is a lovely baby, and I am sure you will love her.
God is my witness," and she made the sign of the cross, "I love her so much, and all of you, only Vera...
He remembered his mother's love for him, and his family's, and his friends', and the enemy's intention to kill him seemed impossible.
There will be time enough to think about love when I want to, but now I have no time.
"Only she lets her love of her husband and children overflow all bounds," said the countess, "so that it even becomes absurd."
"I say, Rostov," said Dolokhov clearly, smiling and looking Nicholas straight in the eyes, "you know the saying, 'Lucky in love, unlucky at cards.'
He remembered the meadow, the wormwood, the field, the whirling black ball, and his sudden rush of passionate love of life.
Love is only something in our hearts.
Mary darling, how I love you!
"I never expected anything else of him," said Princess Mary to herself, feeling a joyous sense of her love for him.
She saw the possibility of love and happiness between Natasha and Pierre, and the first thought of this filled her heart with gladness.
I don't know when I began to love her, but I have loved her and her alone all my life, and I love her so that I cannot imagine life without her.
We've been married for nearly five years, and we just made love.
You will love it there Felipa said enthusiastically.
The idea of making love in a strange bedroom was disturbing enough, but with only a door between them and the children, locked or not, it didn't feel right.
But if you could trust him this way and there was no electricity, would it still be love?
I mean, there are different kinds of love.
Why did he hide the fact that his first love would be here tonight?
Changing into her night gown, she decided to sleep on the love seat.
When she got to the room, Alex was sitting on the love seat reading a newspaper.
"Love," he said, as if the one word were a full explanation.
I know him when he was boy and I love him then.
Why is it so difficult for you to believe I love him when you love him so much?
If Dulce hadn't chased him so hard, would he have fallen in love with her?
Later as she lay awake beside him, listening to the sound of his breathing, it occurred to her that they had fallen into the pattern of making up by making love.
They were home but still playing love tag at night.
And yet, this latest contention was about inheritance, not love.
Love you too, Mom.
What was even worse, their love life was suffering.
It was the first time they made love any place outside their bedroom, and it was way beyond exciting.
Although she had said the words "I love you," several times, he had not uttered them.
"I love that you're protective," she interrupted, "even when there is nothing to protect me from.
I always thought he felt more pity than love for the old lady.
With Yancey's kind, there's no such thing as a mild emotion, neither in anger nor in love.
If this was love, it was certainly a dangerous love.
He's handsome, mysterious and fills an empty spot... but love?
"I love you too," Yancey mimicked with equal enthusiasm, and kissed her on the cheek.
No matter what happened, he would always be more than a fond memory - maybe a first love.
I love this car.
How can you love a business that could get your family killed.
Yancey was his pseudonym, and the man she had grown to love.
Then they were locked in a passionate embrace, seeking and finding the love they had been pushing aside for so long.
I love you, Adrienne.
As long as they weren't sleeping together or disrupting the household, what difference did it make that they were in love?
It isn't a matter of which I love more.
Do you want me to give up my schooling just to prove that I love you more?
Are we going to have one of these relationships where we have to constantly prove our love to each other?
"I love you," she finally managed.
"I love you too," he responded tersely, and then started to cry.
Getting a job in Bartlesville would only make everyone believe she was still in love with Brandon.
Was it wishful thinking, or did she see the same love in his eyes?
I love that ranch and I wanted to stay there.
I love you and it's been miserable without you.
I love you, Brandon, and I'll never find another you.
The Hertz's had not been blessed with children and were adamant that they would love taking care of the twins.
"You're in love with Bordeaux," he finished brusquely.
I'm not in love with anyone.
I don't know if I could ever love a man.
If and when she got married, it would be for love.
He could promise to love her forever, but hadn't her father said the same thing to Mom?
Was it love that had prompted him to propose, or was there something else?
Could she ever truly love any man?
Yes, she did love him.
Did Bordeaux actually love her or was it a contrived affair to get her back to the ranch?
"I'll always love you, Darcie" His voice was tight with emotion Cassie had never witnessed.
Men say they love me.
If they don't want to marry you, they don't love you.
You've forgotten what constitutes love.
You won't find love here in this saloon.
I know you love me, but when people find out I lived with the Indians for three years...
I don't love you.
Not the way you love Bordeaux?
How could she have fallen in love with Bordeaux, knowing how unfaithful men could be?
But their conversation... was an expression of love for a sibling – siblings that had apparently been through a lot together.
Because I love you, even if you are a...
She fell in love with a trapper and he took her back to what we all describe as civilization.
I guess I was already half in love with you when we met.
Maybe love was like that.
Oh, I'd love to come here and fish sometime.
Mary had never been the jealous type, but then, where love was concerned, people changed.
Was she blinded by love now, or had she merely been unobservant before?
The man she made love to last night or the recluse - Cade?
Loving him was no excuse, because even knowing he didn't love her, she still couldn't find the decency to leave.
What's worse, you were so naïve - and you love him.
How could anyone love the baby the way she could?
Why is it that you can only remember my first name when we're making love?
I'm not sure exactly when I started falling in love with you.
It was amazing how a baby could put love in so many hearts.
Once she had been unaware of his love, but now she had learned to read the signs.
Ben Gustefson, the love of my life!
I love Betsy, just the way you love Martha.
Only it's a different kind of love; not the sex kind.
I volunteer to sleep there tonight, if the love of my life is willing to come along.
I'd love to sleep there.
I was conflicted; should I support the love of my life or be more pragmatic?
The love of my life moved to the edge of her chair.
How I love the open country, away from city police and cameras at every intersection.
I'm sure you were in love with me; all the boys were.
I was just having fun with them; I love you.
If you loved me, why didn't you let me make love to you?
Yet in reality, five individuals, some joined by love, some nearly strangers and others with a history, that might surface and run amuck.
"I already promised to love, honor and obey," my wife said as she kissed me.
I know you love being a nurse.
I'd love to be just a mom, at least the first few years.
When we were shown a 1792 restored Inn in the nearby village of Surry, New Hampshire, it was love at first sight.
I didn't mention his blossoming love life, but expressed concern over his serious problem of nightmares.
I'd love to put this behind us but it takes time.
I feel badly for him and he's such a sweet guy; I love him to death!
I love you anyway and I've quit twisting your arm about trying to dig up the past.
I love my wheeled wonder, my palace on wheels, but it's unique and easily remembered.
The few times Howie was out of ear shot, the rest of us gossiped about his love life like back fence crones but failed to reach a consensus.
Not if it screws up what we're doing... what we should be doing right now, instead of talking about my love life.
Do you love her?
First and only love, I guess.
I so love my home away from home.
"If a voice cries out in pain in the night," I tell them, "it's only that the love of my life needs her medication readjusted.
What are your thought concerning our love sick member?
Often times both are absent when love is involved.
I wouldn't deny one's right to fulfill love, but doing so will have serious consequences on an untold number of lives, even those you're saving.
I turned and announced to the others, "Everyone; Howie is in love with Julie and wants to marry her."
I had no stomach to involve myself in the love relationship of these two.
Howie would toss in towel once he learned he'd been deceived by this woman, his first love.
Okay, it wasn't exactly true love but Howie's a nice guy and I would have let him do it even if he wasn't so generous.
But you don't love him.
Say I love Howie Abbott?
Okay, I love Howie Abbott and I'm going to marry him.
She'll love it, with little Claire to play with.
Does she truly love him?
I love my wife.
Will Howie not love us anymore?
I was growing to love this town, with its simple history, proud of its old homes and field stone fences, telling the world it was a place worth staying.
I love it here and so did Martha.
I love my home and I'll fight not to give it up.
I even had time to spare for a second cup of coffee before boarding the Acela Express for my five-hour trip to the City of Brotherly Love.
I love the isolation of my mountain retreat.
I love it when you say that.
You taste like honey, love.
"If I didn't love you, you'd be dead, kiri," he spoke at long last, his low, even voice terrifying Bianca.
"I know you love me," she said.
I love you, Dusty.
"I love you, Jonny, no matter what," she whispered.
It's been awhile, love.
Don't worry, my love.
Jonny was on a low, flat rock, making love to a woman writhing in pleasure beneath him.
You made the one who can stop you fall in love with you instead, her father said.
I'd love to come in.
Ah, my love, your wish is my command.
Tell me, love, just how powerful are you?
"C'mon, love, I'm wet for you," she purred.
"Love," Claire said, "for old time's sake, please."
My love, we've been destined for each other since I wed your brother thousands of years ago.
We don't need love.
"You know, the French are the kings and queens of love," he said and sat in his chair by the door.
Sofia gripped it, the touch enough to reveal a future like Traci's, filled with love and joy.
He'd known love and trust only in the earliest stage of his life, when he had a family before he entered the dark age of his people.
In hindsight, he wondered how he'd ever been fooled or why he'd settle for Claire when there was someone like Sofia out there, who'd love him for him and not for his title.
"I love him, Jule," she said, admitting the words for the first time.
Love, I don't have a soul.
"Welcome home, love," he said.
I should've let you make love to me.
She saw Damian watch the new king get his tattoo as a rite of passage, saw it again as Claire made love to the man meant to be her husband, saw it in Isac's vision as he hacked the tattooed man apart.
I love him, Darian.
I love you, Damian.
"Watcher, I love him, and I can't fathom his pain," he said.
Damian, I love you.
"I love Sofia, but I hope you take a switch to her ass," Jule advised as he tossed himself into one of the chairs.
"Welcome to your new home, love," the Dark One said a moment before his teeth sank into her neck.
Gabriel's intense hatred was born of intense love and pain, and he'd clearly never made up his mind about her in the time they were together.
What pleasure would it bring if he drank from her while making love to her?
"Yes or no, love?" he purred.
He eased into her body at first then made love to her hungrily, relentlessly pushing her deeper into the haze of pleasure and desire, until she arched beneath him, her body on the verge of shattering.
It was of his lean body pressing her into the bed while they made love.
Love, you couldn't kill me.
He was in love with a ghost and unwilling to take a chance on you.
Think of it this way, love.
I love a fight and an absolute victory even more, he replied.
You will soon, love.
You've gotten brave, love.
I gave her a week to make Gabriel fall in love with her, or I get her soul.
You don't need an invitation to drink, love.
Did he see your markings, love?
You summoning me shows you've begun to accept your place, love.
"You see why demons love pain?" he whispered.
"Play, love," Darkyn growled, nipping her hard.
They did love each other.
It was a tragic love story, one she knew the end to and dreaded seeing how it came to be that way.
I saw how you were created from a seventeen-year-old boy who wanted nothing more than for your mistress to love you.
There was never a day when you didn't love each other.
There were days when you hated the fact you did love her, and there were days when she almost walked away from you for good, because she hated that she couldn't control how she felt, Deidre continued.
But there was a never a day when you didn't love her and she didn't love you.
"You did love me," she said, smiling.
"What're you hiding, love?" he purred.
Not your concern, love.
Remind him why he fell in love with you.
It didn't create trust or affection or hope or love.
"Without a doubt, love," he said without hesitation.
Love, what I do to you would kill a demon many times over.
Use it wisely, love.
You offered him a deal when none was needed, love.
I'm still waiting for my love tap.
But did they love her enough to really punish her like parents did—real parents, with kids of their own?
"I tried not to love her," Cynthia said sadly as she plopped down in a kitchen chair.
But remember this; we love you— all of us here, Fred included.
Like David said, we love you.
Martha, let me explain to you about love.
That's up to other people, not us, but I can tell you we'll miss you terribly and we'd love to have you stay a part of our family.
That's what love is all about.
Nope. But they're in love.
. .Cynthia and I both love you and I think you love us as well.
We're your friends—we love you.
That's what love is—trust and promises.
She snuggled next to him, usually an invitation for love, but tonight he sensed she just wanted to be held.
She just looked at me and asked, 'You won't love them enough to spank them if they truly deserve it?'
"Owls don't sing," Martha said, her voice muffled against the plush toy, "but I love him anyway."
I'd love to, but no, but thank you.
I didn't leave SB the Owl behind because I didn't love him.
If I get to come back I want everything I love to be together in the place I love.
Jenny Calvia had been the love of Randy's life since high school.
I love Jen and she loves me.
Randy and Jen love each other.
Call your son and tell him you love him.
Pumpkin looked at the picture of Randy Byrne, one leg up on a boulder, an I-own-the-world smile on his young face and Jen smiling at him with a look of love.
Joseph and Ginger sat, pretending everyone continued to love one another while no doubt plotting their own sneaky revenge.
God love him—he had followed the Boston Red Sox for sixty years and couldn't even dream of ever being there himself.
That, and the little matter of a cookie in the oven of love, which seemed to be taking a back seat in her ire.
First off, I'd love to have Martha around to see this mess.
That's what you do when you love someone—believe them and trust in them.
I loathe these horrible roads, but I love the places they take you.
But that doesn't mean we didn't love each other or have a super twelve years together.
I love it! she said, over and over again.
"We'd love to but we've been away from Bird Song far too long already today," Cynthia said.
Vote for me because I love this town and think I can do a good job as sheriff.
I love Fourth of July week.
While Pumpkin Green was not at this week's mass, or probably any other service within miles of Ouray, Billy Langstrom's partner in love Melissa attended.
I'd love to have seen that.
It's hard to judge a guy by teenage love letters.
There's sure no love lost between you two.
All hints of hesitation left the young girl in the wake of the smother of love that enveloped her.
If love alone was a measurement of success, the future of the three had a small measure hope.
She was most pleased to know her bones had been identified and the effort the Deans put forth to accomplish this was a further, if now unneeded, sign of their love.
Later, David Dean called Lydia—from bed after making love to his wife.
"You're still in love with me, after all I did to you," she murmured.
"I love my breakfast fighting," the demon before her whispered a moment before his fangs sank into her neck.
Changing that, then, was the only thing that lay between her and her love.
"I love the way you smell," she murmured.
I loved Gabriel, but I know now that love was nothing compared to what I feel now.
"I love it," she said honestly, smiling as she gazed around.
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