Amor Inesperado Novela Novels & Stories

"The suggestion they said was you need to keep your scenarios intact." Everything I said to her was a lie. For her to calm herself down, I explained to her what she lacked well somewhat are true because it's my own perspective. "I found some loophole in your story, and you forgot an unanswered question, how did Jaime, the lead, suddenly fall in love with Mirna. After they mate in the hotel?" "What did I forget?" "You are a romance writer. You should know, and also, you didn't even mention in your story if it's love at first sight or whatnot." I grabbed my glass of water again and took a sip to replenish the wetness in my mouth because I lacked saliva whenever I spoke.

I don’t even hear the door open when arms suddenly wrap around my torse. “Are you ok baby?” I hear the sweetest voice say from behind me. I take one of my hands off the wall and sit it on top of her hands that are caressing my torso. “Yes, mi armor. Now that I have you, I will do anything to keep you safe” I told her pulling her around in front of me and lifting her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and I bury my nose in the crook of her neck before whispering, “Siempre mía para amar, siempre mía para apreciar, siempre mía para proteger, mi amor.” (Always mine to love, always mine to cherish, always mine to protect, my love.) I’m not Spanish. Not even close but I love the language.

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I agreed and again felt this boundless sadness. I'm here without you, it crossed my mind. Yes, I started talking to him in my mind, which was pretty insane. It just kind of helped me get over the pain of his departure. Love was something incredibly complicated, something unpredictable that could bring sorrow or tremendous happiness. Unfortunately, I had been betting on the wrong men so far. Will that ever change?

She knew they'd be shattered just like her. In the meantime she remembered about her first love, Amor with whom she had experienced how it feels to be in love. She didn't stop on thinking about him, she went ahead and contacted him behind Heron's back and since Amor was still struggling with a heartbreak ever since those two got married - he was still wondering why Sandra chose to abandon him just like a used up toy. He really couldn't say know when Sandra contacted him back after twelve long months! The two of them planned everything in secret and just like that, no one ever saw them!

I was about to call Esperanza when my phone beeped with a news headline- 'Receipts Recorded: Esperanza Rowland Shuts Down Carlos Mendoza with Shocking Secret Audio. An audio? I just slept for a... three hours? I was asleep for three hours... How? How the heck did I sleep for so long? That was not even time to take a long, deep sleep! I opened the first news that came into my view. It was a picture of Esperanza with... Carlos. And headline... 'Fame, Filthy Lies, and Former Lovers: Is Diego Rowland Just a Prop in Esperanza’s Twisted Love Story?' What the heck was it?

She’s a stranger. What would Amara think if she saw you doing this for someone else? My steps slowed. I hesitated. But I was already too close. I opened the umbrella. And held it above her head. The rain stopped touching her. Slowly… Liana lifted her face. Her eyes met mine. My chest tightened painfully. There was so much pain in her eyes. So much exhaustion. So much loneliness. She had been crying for a long time. Her face was pale. Her lips trembled.

Somewhere above us, a plane took off, carrying someone else away from this town, this pack, this life and I suddenly realized that coming home early might have been the worst decision of my life. Because whatever she was about to say, I wasn’t ready to hear it. But I had to. “Tell me,” I breathed. Maya opened her mouth, and the world tilted on its axis. “He’s not alone anymore,” she said. The words hung in the air between us, small and devastating. “What does that mean?” I whispered, though I already knew. I already knew. Maya’s tears spilled over, cutting tracks through her carefully applied eyeliner. “He has someone, Amara. He has a girlfriend and he wants to mate her.”

’ Amore’s restless thoughts at that moment. “B-But why… w-why it doesn’t g-give me j-joy?” Amore broke down and tears started falling from her eyes. She wipes her tears with the back of her hand. But she can’t wipe all of it. And so, she tried to walk toward the bathroom. As she takes a step, her feet tremble. And it finally gave in when she was just a foot far from the bathroom door. She fell to the ground and she only awaits for the floor to hit her. But then, something warm draped under her legs and waist; she was being carried by a man—it was Amadeus.

Your greatest love. What in the ever-loving crap? What is this shit? What the hell is going on, I look around to see if I notice if anyone is watching me and Hannah as we read this note that was mysteriously left in my locker. Never in my life would I have thought I would have an admirer. What am I going to do? I can’t deal with this shit right now. I have Jasmine and her posse on top of Keegan and his friends trying to make my life hell.