Amor De Media Noche Novels & Stories

she whispered faintly. The room fell silent once more. Only the broken glass on the floor remained as witness—that tonight, love and anger walked side by side, heading toward a slow, inevitable destruction. . That morning, Amora had just woken up. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, but her head felt heavy and dizzy. She stared at her phone screen, filled with messages from Vicktor—yet she didn’t open a single one. With sluggish steps, Amora climbed out of bed and sat on the sofa across the room. She rubbed her temples, trying to drive away the throbbing pain that wouldn’t stop. Her breathing was uneven, her thoughts scattered everywhere.

said Amra annoyed . Aron got up from his bed then started to get dressed . Amra kept staring at him with an annoyed expression . " The way you are staring at me is bothersome . You better say what you want to say out loud . " said Aron . " I really hope that there is actually someone out there who can make you understand what love is . Then you will stop sleeping with all these girls like this . " said Amra . " Love ? You gotta be kidding me ! There's no such thing as love. Love is nothing more than mere sex ! " said Aron with a smirk while he dressed up .

"Go straight to the point you fucker!" Amara flinched. My eyes snapped back to her and she actually flinched, from the curse word? What the actual... "The wolves are restless, they're eager to see you..." But his voice had somehow trailed away and silenced in my head as I watched her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her lips remained parted and she looked up at me with a look that was far too pure from eyes that looked so sinfully alluring. She flinched from a curse word.

Amour gasped when he slowly spread out her legs and buried himself inside. This was different from the excruciating pain she felt earlier. It was slow and also pleasuring. "M.. Master.." Amour gasped when he gently rocked her p**sy to ecstasy. "Ahh!!" She cried out in pleasure as she grabbed the sheets at fistfold, biting her lips hard to suppress her moans. "Moan" Aurelio groaned in her ear before burying his face on her neck. "Master..." She moaned loudly. Cheetah walked towards Aurelio's suite. She made to knock when she heard weird noises

Then he winked at her, making her smile as the musician reached the cue point and she started to sing to the mid tempo rhythm; What colour is the sky Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! You tell me that it’s red Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! Where should I put my shoes Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! You say put them on your head Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! Inara looked straight at Lemuel who had his eyes glued to hers with a smirk across his lips as she sang the next part and by then, the people were clapping to the rhythm of the music.

"Doesn’t matter. You need protection. We all do. And a coven bond will make us stronger than anything Zach—or Derek—can throw at us." Rita’s chest warmed. She set the bowl aside. "Okay. Let’s do it." Midnight – The Old Oak Grove The moon hung full and heavy over the clearing, its silver light filtering through the ancient oak branches. The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water.

Amor muttered curses as she parked her stuff into her bag. She looked up, hearing the approaching footsteps of scarlet. She came in, looking at the disarray the room was in. "Where the hell are you going?" Amor rolled her eyes and gave an exhausted breath. "I guess you're not busy with your whoring around anymore and finally have time for me" she muttered bitterly, which only earned her a chuckle from Scarlet. She flopped onto the bed, resting on her elbow. "Well you're in a terrible mode"

“We’re still on track for a boring afternoon.” “Let’s hope so. What do you want to do for our date tonight?” “I made us a reservation at Almeida for eleven-thirty.” Almeida was a swanky restaurant that became incredibly popular after extending their hours and serving top-shelf human blood, bringing some of the older and wealthier vampires in from all around the country. And rich humans find the vampires to add something exclusive about the experience, making it one of the top places to eat in all of Chicago. I blink. “That place books months in advance! How did you get a table?”

We faced each other in the room, remembering the sin we had committed. "Mahira," Adam whispered. "I'm really sorry. Last night I was really drunk, so I entered your room accidentally. I really didn't mean to. Mahira, please don't hate me." I nodded my head as if I had run out of energy for my brother-in-law's behavior. True, Adam was my brother-in-law, and the two of us were not supposed to be in contact with each other, even if it was in the same room. Adam caught the anxiety on my face. My tears were clearly visible in my eyes. He wanted to wipe them away, but there was no way he could take another chance after stealing what didn't belong to him last night.

Then shut her eyes tightly, mustering up a split-second's worth of confidence. “I didn’t know! I didn’t know that you were like this!” she finally yelled at the tall figure before her. Her voice trembled with a mixture of fear and anger. “You deceived me. I thought it was all real, I thought we were real.” Her voice softened, tears welling up in her eyes. “I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!!” she screamed, she wanted to hate him for telling her he loved her when he didn’t, but it wasn’t easy, how could she suddenly hate someone she had admired for so long.