Amor Doce Novels & Stories

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.

She apologized nervously, attempting to step away, but he snaked his hand around her waist and pulled her closer, claiming her lips once more. His tongue explored the depths of Amora's mouth, seeking the warmth of her desire, the nectar of her want. The flavor of her which he felt on his tongue was intoxicating, a divine nectar flowed through his body, arousing a powerful desire within him, making his groin stir and throb. Her smell mesmerized him and drew him even more closer to her until their bodies rocked together. Eduardo's fingers tenderly traced Amora's face, while his lips remained locked with hers in a passionate kiss.

Amore said anxiously while pushing the girl to the window. Amore took the girl by the shoulders pushing her out not caring how the girl fell on the other side. Amore looked behind her seeing the doorknob turning. Amore turned back towards the window and as quick as she could she pressed on the window frame and jumped out with her feet first. Amore rolled to the ground, she quickly stood up grabbing the girl by the hand who was luckily already standing and they ran as fast as they could through the forest. The house that they were kept in was hidden deep inside the rainforest of Rio.

I said, concealing my ire at his tone. He rested a hand on the counter, inches away from me and smirked lazily. His casual gaze travelled down to the Nutella in my hands and he froze with something I'm pretty sure was horror. I would have enjoyed that look on his unfairly gorgeous face if it hadn't meant that I had most probably done something wrong. "What? I like chocolate, okay?" I said defensively, covering the Nutella with my hands to shield it from him. "You're finished," he said, his eyes still on the jar, probably speculating that I would die of diabetes. Why was he freaking out over Nutella?

she said, defending love itself. Cristal Haze sighed to disagree with Nicole. "It's truly complicated especially that our heart could be clumsy at times. That's why for me, it's not always 'follow your heart', tsh. Follow your mind instead because it knows what's the best for you," she said. Maria Nicole drank a glass of tequila before facing her friends. "You know what? The two of you? You're just bitter because you have no boyfriend! Why don't you try to find one?" she giggled.

Her dark brown curly hair cascaded down, making her as hot as ever. Lily: What? You guys are betraying me. I'm changing my outfit. Emy: What? No, girl! I was just kidding. Yours is also hot! Lily's legs were revealed in her outfit, along with her flat stomach. She wore a matching pink crop top and mini skirt, with a black crop jacket layered over it. She rarely dressed like this, but if this was what it meant to be "hot," she embraced it. After a moment, Lily sat at her dressing table, touching up her makeup to achieve the perfect look. Her makeup was simple, accentuating her already beautiful facial features. As she finished, she grabbed her favorite perfume, ready to spray one last time, w

"She's in Paris. With him." "The one she loves?" He nods. "A photographer. Someone who sees the world differently." His smile is bittersweet. "I'm happy for her." "Really?" "Really. Because last night made me realize something - I want what she has. Someone who chose me, not my name or my money." My heart pounds. "Henry..." The door chimes. A familiar voice cuts through the coffee shop. "Well, isn't this cozy?" Beatrice Everett stands there, looking elegant and deadly. Behind her, James smirks.

"I want to be with you. I don't think either of us can keep pretending forever and still be happy." "Eat first," he said. "Then we will talk." It was not a yes. But it was not a no either. And coming from Alex Anderson, that felt like progress. The food he cooked was wonderful, just as he had promised. He made chicken tortillas, which had been cooking slowly since before I arrived. The aroma filled the condo and made it feel warm and comfortable. It felt like the kind of life I wanted. For dessert, he served a delicious strawberry tart.

Tamara said while passing me a pair of gloves then taking out a pair for herself "this long row is obviusly ice cream we got chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, birthday cake, cookies and cream, cookie dough, mint chocolate chip, butter peacan, pistachio and cotton candy" Tamara said while going down the line and pointing at each flavor I looked as she pointed trying my best to memeorize at least one or two flavors "don't worry you'll get it, it took me a month to memorize where each flavor is" Sydney said