Lovebomber

Lovebomber

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I like him. Maybe more than I should. But after everything I've survived, after everything my ex put me through... is it even a good idea to start something new? And with someone like him?" Ashley never expected to meet someone like Nicholas-a handsome, charming British stranger working in a small Jamaican store. His accent is intoxicating, his touch disarming, and his attention feels like the start of something real. But behind the warm hugs, late-night calls, and stolen kisses, she can't ignore the nagging voice in her head: Is this too good to be true? © 2025 D.James. All rights reserved This story is my original work. Please don't copy, repost, or claim it as your own. Rankings: #01 in loveorlies #03 in lovebombing #04 in messy relationships
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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