Amor Doce Novels & Stories

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

Ce simple geste suffit à faire calmer la jeune femme nerveuse. -Je t'ai donné ma parole mon amour, si ma mère essaie de vous faire du mal moi même je te conduirai chez ta mère et ta tante. lui promet Hendrick les yeux rivés aux siens. La jeune femme lui caresse tendrement le visage de sa main avant de se pencher pour déposer un chaste baiser sur ses lèvres. Un chaste baiser qu'il approfondie en tirant doucement les cheveux de la jeune femme. Un geste anodin qui a toujours l'effet d'exciter la jeune femme. À l'abri des regards indiscrets, dans cette habitacle aux vitres teintées, cette dernière entrelace ses doigts derrière la nuque de Hendrick, le ramenant plus près d'elle. Les mains de Hend

"I-I'm.. I'm sorry, Amara but.. I can't love you back." Her heart broke instantly on what he said. It was broken that it made her suddenly out of breath. Like she's drowning at at the deepest part of the ocean and no one would be there to save her but only one face is flashing on her mind while still trying to breathe for air. It was Helios'. MAYLENE IS COOKING 'adobo' (a famous Filipino food) while looking at Amalia who looks really unwell and just staring at the window. Amalia looks like she's thinking something deep that's why Maylene didn't bother to disturb her.

For that specific activity, the students will be tasked to concoct a love liqueur and it is called the Flask de Amore. The Flask de Amore does not create actual love, but instead ostensibly cause the drinker to become strongly infatuated and romantically obsess over the person who gave them the said love liqueur. It is usually either forced upon someone or covertly given. Since this potion is tasteless in nature, it could be easily hidden in foods or drinks without the knowledge or consent of the person receiving them. As a result, the person is unknowingly taking the love liqueur.

His voice was low, natural, and completely devoid of any commanding pressure. "Good morning, Alpha," Amora replied professionally, keeping her tone polite but distant. She didn't want to show him how much her heart had softened after watching him sleep on the cold floor to protect her. "What can I get for you today? The cinnamon rolls just came out of the oven." Duncan looked at the massive stacks of pastries, then looked directly into her emerald eyes. "I’ll take everything." Amora blinked, her hand freezing over the paper bags. "Excuse me?"

No, no, no. I will not be kissing Alessandro anytime soon. Heck no. Instead of thinking about Alessandro’s smooth lips, I slice my apple into tiny, thin pieces. There’s a noise like crystal clinking, and I look over at Alessandro, who is pouring a brown liquid into two glasses. “What’s that?” I can’t help it; I’m curious. “Amaretto. Some of the best,” he says in a deep, throaty voice. “Amaretto? What are you, eighty?”

“You’ve always been my son.” In truth, she hadn’t been close to him. For years, she’d seen him as the product of something terrible, something that broke her. But now… now she saw him differently. She lifted him onto her lap. “You’re the one who doesn’t call me Mommy. Or even Mama,” she teased lightly. Devon looked up at her. “Do you know what Amor means?” “Huh?” “It means Love in Spanish.” “What?” she asked, eyes widening.

Frost Hot. Wet. Sweet So fucking sweet. Amora’s lips are the best thing I’ve ever felt. Ever tasted. I crush my mouth to hers, wrapping my arms around her lithe, muscular body as I pin her more tightly against me. I’m drowning in her. Or maybe I’m the ocean, and she’s the one drowning. The need that rises inside me is so sharp and acute that I’m afraid I might hurt her. I try to force my arms to relax. To let her go. To let her breathe.

Honestly, that was what I wanted at that time. I didn’t want to be alone, but I didn’t want to talk either. Amor ordered some sweets. Looking at the sweets on the table, I shifted my gaze on him, demanding an answer. It wasn’t lunchtime, nor was someone hungry. So why sweets? “They are for you. Eat them, you will feel better.” Amor said in a serious tone. He shifted a plate of sweets to Venus, too. “Eat them. You will feel better, too.”

Coralyn said before walking to Ruby Amour placed her hand on the table, looking around. She could see a group of maids drinking a blue colored substance and she found the drink so attractive that she decided to have a taste. She picked her own glass and filled the glass to the brink. "Careful! The drink is highly alcoholic Maybe you should reduce-" "It's okay, I'll be fine" Amour smiled and took a sip. Her eyes brightened immediately. "Mhmm it's sweet" She said and sipped it again then smiled happily.