Amor Doce Novels & Stories

Amore hurried over to the girl and started cutting on the ropes that were tied to the girl’s hands. “Thank you.” The girl said while looking up at Amore while Amore was busy cutting the rope . “Shhhh be quiet,” Amore said through her teeth with a stern expression. “What is taking the guys so long?” A voice could be heard coming from the hallway. Amore's head instantly turned to the door, seeing no movement by the door she quickly looked back at the rope and fastened her pace cutting the thick twirled rope. Her heart pouted faster and faster with every beating second.

I raise my eyebrow as I glance at my own queen, she’s smiling as she rocks Leo’s little one in her arms. “Amore Mio,” I say as I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her from behind. I rest my forehead against the back of her head, inhaling her scent. Hazelnut chocolate… my favourite… ‘I did it.’ I say quietly through the bond. ‘I knew you could. I’m proud of you. You made the right decision. I love you, baby,’ she turns and looks up at me and I kiss her lips deeply. ‘I fucking love you more.’

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

“Why are you so—” “Because you’re still a minor.” “And you’re not? You’re still seventeen.” Isabela sneered. He raised his glass of juice. “This is pure juice.” She pulled his hand and sniffed his drink. “See?” “But have you ever had a taste of it?” Isabela asked, wagging her brows. “Nope.” He pocketed a hand. “Even just one sip?” Isabela narrowed her eyes. “Don’t lie to me. Of course, you did, right?”

Almir brought us two glasses of fruity drink. "Today we should celebrate the failure of your wedding to Kissina," Almer said with a laugh. "It wasn't against our nature, I almost lost Eileen," I said, wandering away in thought "Elmir..don't you see Leon around?" I said with a grimace in my chest and took off my tie.