Amor Doloroso Novels & Stories

“I cannot help how I feel.” She lowered her eyes to the floor. “Nor can I.” Tristan placed his hand on her scaly shoulder. “I am sorry, Myriana. It was never my intention to hurt you.” Her eyes spoke of the pain in her heart when she looked at him. “Did you ever love me?” He looked away. “I am so sorry.”

Nico’s eyes dragged over me, slow and slimy, stopping at the curve of my hips. “Amara, amore.Don't act like you don't know me . I see marriage has made you even more beautiful.” Nero’s jaw ticked once — lethal. I leaned into Nero deliberately.I felt him freeze, surprised.He looked at me.I stared back , squeezing his muscled palm with mine.He's was still dry but mine was all sweaty and clammy.He relaxed then and squeezed back. I spoke up then . “I'm afraid you must be confusing beauty with disgust.Nico Salvador”

He inhaled with too much weight and he felt dizzy from the smell of alcohol on Theon's breath. "I waited this long to happen, wifey." He seems to be true to hcharcoal word it mentions. It was like needles that had pierced her heart and she couldn't stop crying. It hurts! “E-each night I’m hopelessly praying that maybe ... Maybe you could see me more than just a husband, that you love me too, that you also see my value. Because I, s-I love you so much Amara, ”his voice growled and there was no denying that it hurt so much.

Dianne couldn’t count the number of times she was tethering precariously on the edge and then not allowed to fall, it was like he was attuned to her body, he knew her sighs, her moans, whimpers, knew the time that she was about to come and then just like that, he would deprive her of that, leaving her unsatisfied and needy to the point that it was unbearable, it was a surprise that she was still dripping wet, she never knew she had that much water in her. She was reduced to tears and begging, thrashing her head and pleading shamelessly for forgiveness, he interchanged between her breasts and her cunt, giving them attention, no part of her body was left unattended from the crown of her head t

Now all those emotions had finally overflowed. Slowly, Gian cupped her face in both hands. "May I?" he whispered. Aurelia could only give a tiny nod. She couldn't find a single word. Gian leaned in and gently kissed her. It wasn't a desperate kiss. It wasn't rushed. It was slow. Patient. Filled with longing. A quiet reassurance that no amount of distance could weaken what they had. Aurelia's fingers instinctively gripped the fabric of his shirt. Her body was tense, yet completely at ease in his embrace.

The pain shot through my body once again, and I cried out in agony. Dorian's face contorted with anger and desperation. "Enough, Lucas! You've gone too far. Let her go!" Lucas hesitated for a moment, his grip on me faltering. And in that moment, Dorian rushed forward, pushing Lucas away from me. I stumbled back, my heart pounding in my chest. "Dorian, please," I pleaded, tears streaming down my face. "Make him stop. I can't take it anymore." “Dorian!!” Lucas yelled at Dorian.

Trop drôle Denard : Je ne blague pas hein....... Mais je l'aime vraiment........ Maintenant revenons à toi. Ça donne toujours avec Célia ??? Odilon : Vraiment hein si c'est vraiment lui l'auteur de ta bastonnade je ne te conseil de dégager hein........ Judicaël : Les gars je vous assure je vous comprend Parfaitement mais l'amour est un sentiment inexplicable. Nul ne sait d'où il n'ait et nul ne sait comment il disparait également.

"What did you just say?" Antonio asked as he paused ontop of her while she sighed, "Treat me right from now on Antonio and I will never look at anyone else but you," Amora replied gazing warmly into his eyes before she smiled, "I really do love you Antonio but you cause me so much pain, so much heartache, you're too hard to love," Antonio freed her and came down from the bed, adjusted his clothes and made his way out of Amora's room.

Those words reached deep into me but… “I'm sorry I can't…” “Why? You are afraid of Damian? I promise, I won't let him hurt you.” “No... it's just–I'm conflicted.” “Oh,” he sounded disappointed. “You are not having feelings for him, are you?” I squinted. “Nelo told you? You guys spoke about me?” “A bit before you woke up.” “Mm-hm.” “Look, Amaya. Damian is a dangerous man. It's no rumour he killed his own mate. Imagine what he can do to one without an attachment to him. You must have heard already but he is cursed.’

Amor gave a weak smile and narrated; "After I had left, I was able to travel to Italy, where I had met a wealthy man, an investor with lots of bonds and shares and investment in and out of Italy. He was alone, with no wife or children and he was very old too. He was my ticked out of suffering and so I wooed him and somehow made him love me. He then married me. I was comfortable with him and I never minded his old age as long as I had the money, comfort and luxury I so much desires. Then, he died after two years of our marriage and he gave me everything he owned." Amor took a quick paused and then continued, "That was when I wanted to come back, but I was scared, too scared to face you and yo