Alex Volkov Twisted Love Quotes Novels & Stories

“My baby, my poor baby. I tried to warn you.” “You just wouldn’t listen.” Viktor throws her toward the bed. I try gasping for air. “You see?” Viktor says calmly. “This is what love does. It destroys, corrupts and unleashes the monsters in us all.” “You’re wrong,” I rasp. “Am I? Look at her.” “Take a look at yourself, look at my son bleeding in a cell because he loves you.” “Oh and whose fault is that?, HUH??” “I’d rather die loving him than live under you.”

Don't ask me how because I never concerned myself with their relationship I'm not an overprotective brother and Alexis is capable of protecting herself. " Oh you don't know man, that girl is a gazelle. Her boobs are so soft and her butt is jiggly and my hands feel are on cloud nine, " he waved his hands in my face with a stupid smile on his face. I chuckled and shook my head. This one is definitely a sex addict.

"Everything you've said doesn't make any sense to me... I don't even love you and I know someone like you doesn't know any shit about love" His mouth curved in a mocking smile."Forget about love,Nene. I care about you... I can give you anything you want...I would make your dreams come true....you could own the biggest art gallery in Brazil.... Every one would desire to own an art work from you.... I could make all that happen" Woah! Raul could never do all that for me. But I love him. I can't hurt him. "I have someone I love,Mr O'Connell. I just can't do this with you. I never pictured myself getting into a marriage of convenient"

I stammered when he slightly rubbed himself against me. I hated the fact that an ecstatic feeling rushed through me, making my core squint in pleasure. "Theo...this isn't part of what we talked a...about?" I struggled to make a sentence as my last word slipped out as a moan. "Your insult triggered me, and I am thinking of giving you punishment for each disrespect. You freaking called my dick a tiny rode, and it made me try to understand that your shock by me moaning out your name didn't make you photograph how massive it is. I will make you feel it until you admit that it's the most beautiful one you've ever seen" He groaned into my ear, making my core release arousal liquid.

"Stop twisting words! You can't get away from going to jail, no matter how many fake witnesses you make..." Axel's voice trembled with fury and determination as he confronted Jecob, his eyes blazing with a fierce resolve. He refused to let Jecob's manipulations. He eliminated his hand from his shirt and clean the kinks which was made by him presently, marginally grin and talked " Amazing, so much furious, I should say that pussy truly make insane two same time , one is Steve who himself unaware of his inner feelings still can do everything to keep her by his side And other you Mr. Axel who is in love with the girl who is now a wife of someone, how interesting........"

“Secondly, I’ve seen the Hallmark Channel. This isn’t how love works.” Kristian laughed. “I thought I might have to explain sex tips to my younger brother. Not love.” “Think I got the sex thing down, but thanks.” Staring into his tumbler glass, he swirled the vodka in his glass. “I loved Gianna for years before she ever even looked at me. Love isn’t hearts and flowers. Sometimes, it fucking sucks.” “You’re really selling this to me,” I said drily. “I don’t have to sell it. You’ve already gone and fallen for Alexei Mikhailov’s daughter.” I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t.

"Looks like someone may miss out on the party." Axel grinned. "Just a few more years, and she'll be running around with them." He halted our stride, turning to face me. The last hints of daylight reflected in his eyes, deepening the pools of emotion they already held. He leaned down, his voice tender, resonating with a depth of emotion. "Ya tak tebya lyublyu, moya koroleva," he murmured in Russian. Those words, "I love you so much, my queen," made my heart melt. Natalya cooed sleepily against Axel's chest as if she was agreeing with her father's sentiment. Blame it on the baby hormones – I found myself tearing up. Seriously, this little one owed me for the emotional roller coaster!

He touches them like they’re simply another part of me that he loves. He washes the ink on my arm. The wolf, the geometric lines. “I love this one,” he says, tracing the wolf. “It looks like you.” “Mean?” I ask. “Loyal,” he corrects. He looks me in the eye. “Steadfast. Sexy as fuck.” He drops the sponge into the water before reaching out to cup my face with both wet hands. “I love you, Alexei Basov,” he says. It’s the hundredth time he’s said it, but it never stops hitting me like a physical force.

“You own it all, angel. I’d rip out my heart and tattoo you there, if I could.” “Aleksei…” My own beating organ lodges in my throat, heat pushing behind my eyes. “But when we were in the library, you didn’t say you loved me back.” He drops down above me on all fours. A panther prowling above his claim. “Ah, Georgina. I’ve been telling you every day for years. With everything I do, I tell you I love you.” His mouth descends to feast on one breast, then the other, his lips and tongue made of magic. “Did you think I would take you to a Justin Bieber concert if I didn’t worship and love you with my very soul? Angel, my fucking ears were bleeding.”

He tried to look away, but Anton’s gaze held him, unwavering. “I love the guilt you carry because it made you the most fiercely principled man I’ve ever known. I love the shadows in your eyes because they make the light in them so much brighter when it comes. I love your mind—your relentless, brilliant, terrifying mind—that can build a lie to save a truth. I love the feel of your hand in mine. I love the sound of your voice when you’re tired. I love you.”