Amor Inesperado Novela Novels & Stories

My hand moved too, instinctively tightening around whatever it was. Soft again. Comforting. I frowned slightly, still half asleep, my eyes closed. Whatever it was, it felt too good to let go of. I tightened my hold without thinking, letting myself drift for a second. Then it hit me. Amara. My eyes snapped open. And my entire body froze. I was lying on her. My face was pressed against her stomach, my arm wrapped around her waist, and my hand—God help me—my hand was gripping her breast like my life depended on it.

books and music and the improbable plants thriving in the windows and the specific atmosphere of a space lived in by someone who is entirely at home inside themselves even when they are lonely. We sit. He makes coffee. Brings it to the table and sits across from us and wraps his hands around his cup and waits. "We want to ask you something," Rhys says. "Ask," Felix says. "The baby," Rhys says. "She is a girl. We found out last week." He pauses. "We want to call her... Clara." The apartment goes completely still. Felix looks at his cup. He does not move for a long moment. Then he looks up at us and his eyes are doing something new and different, wet and open and completely unmanaged, and he b

The familiarity. The connection. --- This wasn't some old friendship. --- This was unfinished love. --- And she had unknowingly stepped into the middle of it. --- Hours later, Sophia left. But Amara couldn't stop thinking. --- Questions flooded her mind. --- Why had they broken up? Who ended it? Why had Adrian married her instead? --- And the biggest question of all... --- Had Adrian ever truly moved on? --- That evening, unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, Amara did something she never imagined she would do.

he asked with a smile on his lips. "Sorry. I just remember somethin—” "What?" he asked. "I saw something on my stuffs at my room and I saw a book entitled Unexpected Love. I saw your name on a piece of paper that includes your number. I'm just going to ask, why do I have your book? Am I a fan of yours? Did we meet before? Why can’t I recognize you? Why do you have an envelope that I'm the addressee?" she asked spontaneously due to confusion. She saw him nothing but a blank expression on his face. She waits for him to react or respond on her questions but he kept his silence. "Answer me." she said.

She apparently had fallen in love and had decided to move in with him in another country. She told me how much she loved me. Even that she had transferred some money into my savings account and had gotten me an apartment. She even went as far as to pay for my rent for two months. My clothes had been moved there that very day while I was at work. When I got there, the fridge had even stocked to the brim with food and apartment was partially furnished with some of her furniture that she didn't sell. I felt heartbroken, betrayed and alone, but I had no choice but to live there.

I said angrily and continued walking. "I'll like to have you again when you sobber and not anger" he said grabbing my wrist. Is he insane? I turned around looking at him smirking at me, to tell the truth he's pretty hot but I'm never gonna fall inlove again or get involved with another cheater. My stomach become sick as I remember Alex cheating ass. "Are you crazy?" I said grabbing my hands from him. "No you are the crazy one" he said rudely F**king bastard!!!!!

I love watching movies. Where I live? I live in a small town named Roselli, weird name right? But there is a legend behind it. There was a girl named Roselli, and she was in love with a guy named Roman, they were madly in love, but Roselli's father didn't approve of their love and married her off to some wealthy guy. cliché right? Roman was so heartbroken that he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff into the sea, calling out his love before jumping. Since then this town is lovers paradise, lovers around the world come to visit the spot Roman jumped from and call out their lovers name. Huh? I don't believe in all this I am in love of this place cause it's my home, there are some pristine

So, I assumed she was holding back from talking about something that hurt her. "I don't think it's a good idea, Mr. Mackenzie," I decided to speak directly. "If your wife fired us, it's because she doesn't want our services. As much as I need a job, I wouldn't go back to your house, I'm sorry to say." "Martina and I are separating, and I'm moving to a new apartment with Eloá." "What!?" Nicole whispered in disbelief. Mr. Mackenzie had managed to surprise not only Nicole but also me, and we both looked at him, genuinely shocked.