Amor Esta En El Aire Novels & Stories

Amara shivered in the growing zeal, her eyes went shut sustaining the sweet torture of his fingers on her physique. The cold night with a gentle breeze flowing through the soft window curtains was making the atmosphere more amorous. The moon was peeping out from between the branches of the trees in the vast garden making the blue sky more beautiful. Amara has forgotten everything that went around her for the moment. Alex was the only man, the only being apart from her existing in her world. She was living the bliss of heaven enjoying his kisses and cuddles. Clutching the bedsheet tight in her fist, she raised her bust pushing herself more into him in order to satisfy her ceaseless verve.

She said with confidence in her voice as she felt like she was on top of the world while she was demanding for her needs. Kurt chuckled and didn’t answer for a couple of seconds. He felt a little overwhelmed by everything she said, but nevertheless he knew what she needed. “Okay, don’t worry you should’ve just told me earlier, I mean I did say that I would buy you a new dress but you kept insisting that you go alone.” He said in an enthusiastic tone of voice. “Sorry, I just forgot that I don’t wanna spend a penny at the moment, so… You’re coming back? I’m already at a dress shop, I think it’s called Amour? Have you heard about it?” She asked.

On those nights, he would hold little Starla in his arms, pointing at the falling stars, and say, “Starla, do you know? To me, you’re just like this meteor shower.” The winter air was freezing, but she nestled in his warm embrace, looking up at him with innocent eyes. “What does that mean?” “You’re the brightest star in my heart, just like the aurora—you bring me happiness.” That one sentence was engraved in Starla’s heart for ten whole years. But now… She turned to look at the empty villa, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

Finally, just when it was almost time, she called. Damian picked up quickly enough. He sounded tired and reserved, "Bella?" She gripped her phone hard but said nothing. A long silence later, Damian asked with visible worry, "What's up?" She said nothing. The silence went on longer until an announcement rang through the hall, "Boarding gate for Flight AB987, bound to London, has opened." Damian's breathing audibly quickened. He seemed to have deduced something. "You're at the airport? Where are you going?"

“You’re going to ruin me. I’ll never be able to breathe again.” I kissed the wet strands at her temple, letting my lips ghost a path down to her ear. “Not ruining you, love. Worshiping you.” My voice was rough, wolf’s growl threaded with devotion. “That’s the promise.” Caden let his hand slide down Amara’s back, thumb pressing into her waist. “We could stay out here all night, you know. Make sure you never forget how much you’re loved.”

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest as Kate and Elias walked side by side. Their footsteps echoed softly through the trees, mingling with the gentle rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. The tension that had simmered between them since their journey began had given way to a comfortable silence, a silent understanding that words could not convey.

Seeing her hesitation, Estelle teased, “You sure you don’t like him? I heard he’s incredibly handsome. You’re telling me your heart doesn’t race around him? You’re not sleeping in separate rooms, are you?” “W-What? Estelle! I told you, I don’t want to develop feelings for anyone,” Amora stammered, flustered. “But, it's not impossible that you won't fall in love again, Amora. Love always comes at unexpected times and to unexpected people too. Watch out for your own words,” Estelle said with a serious face. “Why are you being poetic? And cursing me, no less?” Amora grumbled. Estelle chuckled and decided to drop the teasing. “Oh, by the way, I have something you might find interesting.”

He asked coming behind her and sniffing her neck seductively, He pressed the spray head of the perfume and the gas from the perfume wafted through the air, filling the air with the warm scent of gourmand, he inhaled it smiling, “You smell divine, like my own angel, my Bambino,” he murmured encircling his arms around her while she smiled nervously trying to pull away, "I want you Amora, I really want you," Antonio ragged out gripping her while she pushed him away, "Antonio, let's hang out for now. I've never had any good time with you, let's do it now," Amora said slipping away, taking her jewelleries, putting them on as she walked out of the closet while he watched her.

Comme on le dit souvent, elle est tombée dans son propre piège. Il prend le visage de la jeune femme en coupe dans ses mains, lui intimant de le regarder. Les yeux de la jeune femme se noient dans ceux de Hendrick. Elle s'abandonne alors corps et âme au plaisir qui l'envahit. La chemise de Hendrick étendue sur le sable leur sert de lit. La terre a cessé de tourner, le temps s'est arrêté, il n'existe qu'eux deux dans leur monde utopique. Seuls au clair de la lune sous le ciel étoilé, les bruits des vagues de la mer ajoutent sa touche de romantisme, ils font l'amour comme si c'était la première fois. Quand ils atteignent tous deux le nirvana, ils sont secoués par de violents spasmes. Hendrick

One I fear will charm her to the point where she forgets me and finds the love I should have given her freely. My beast roars and I peer through its eyes and my heart flips in my chest at the sight of flowers covering the trees and I know it’s her, she did this for me, just for me. As my beast hovers in the air, we look at what my girl has done. High in the trees, beautiful flowers are blooming and swaying in the nights breeze and I know my beast is smiling at what we both read, spelled out just for our eyes, “TI AMO.”