Amor-odio Novels & Stories

Aurelio growled in her ears and she just nodded when tears didn't enable her to speak. "I'm sorry..." She cried loudly falling on the bed weakly. Aurelio pulled out the dildo from her to see stains of blood on it and his gazed furrowed "Is she a..." He thought and looked at her as a memory flashed through his head Aurelio threw it aside and slowly pealed off his clothes off his body, his tattoo looking dangerously s*xy on him. "No... Please" Amour cried. "I will always obey your order, I will do whatever you want Master but please no more, it hurts.. Pl- Ahh.." Amour gasped when he slowly spread out her legs and buried himself inside.

“You’ve always been my son.” In truth, she hadn’t been close to him. For years, she’d seen him as the product of something terrible, something that broke her. But now… now she saw him differently. She lifted him onto her lap. “You’re the one who doesn’t call me Mommy. Or even Mama,” she teased lightly. Devon looked up at her. “Do you know what Amor means?” “Huh?” “It means Love in Spanish.” “What?” she asked, eyes widening.

Katie had made the right choice when she decided to head south on the interstate. An exit sign loomed ahead. “Amor,” she read aloud. “Is that the city we’re going to?” The boy nodded. “Yeah, but I wouldn’t call it a city. It’s pretty small.” “What does the name mean?” she asked, craning to see her first glimpse of the town as they traveled along the offramp. He made a left onto a small road lined with adobe-style homes. “Love.” * * * * *

I love her so much I'm afraid to tell her how I feel. "I could never hate you Amore Mio. Never. Ti Amo troppo dannatamente per odiarti! Mi odio per averti sempre ferito e non lo farò piú" "Do I even want to know what you've just said?" she says as she holds onto my forearms with her small hands.

“Don’t be silly, amore. Stop making things up again. You’re always plotting something that could make me suddenly look bad.” Her stare caught me off guard. It had meaning. I could see the wheels turning inside her head. I doubt she would tell what she was thinking. “Amore, I would do anything for you.” My fingers found its way to her cheek, brushing them softly and affectionately. “Anything. I already proved that by choosing you over my mafia. There was nothing to choose for from the start. You’re the endgame.” A smile slowly slipped from her face. “I love you, amore. Sempre. Verso l’infinito e oltre.”

I fucking fell for one. A beautiful diosa. Mi Amor, I fucking love you and that is why this is the right decision.

His green eyes burned into mine, a mixture of anger and something deeper—something darker. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my body betraying me as the heat of his presence seeped into every inch of me. I hated him. I hated myself for not pushing him away. “I don’t let go of what’s mine, *mi amor,*” he whispered, his voice soft, yet razor-sharp.

It's like I could feel his desperation and need for me, our emotions mixing into desire. "I know you feel it too," he whispered breathlessly. "It doesn't matter how I feel! Emotions are dangerous and can't be trusted." I cried. "Give me a chance. The moon goddess wouldn't have made us mates if it wasn't destiny." I had to admit I did agree with him, but I just can't. Astrid had been quiet ever since we had met Killian, but this made her stir in my mind.

Make them both fall on the floor with each other. Somehow time seemed to stop spinning. The two people who hated each other looked at each other with unblinking eyes. The distance between them was so clos e, Xavier could feel the warmth of Bianca's breath against his cheek. ** Sinokmput

I quickly went upstairs to apologize to her, but then I found that she had locked the door to her room which made me yell,"Porca miseria!(Damnit)" I sat down in front of the door, not sure what I was going to say to her, but then I was also a conflict with myself at what Jade said before I walked in. I know I shouldn’t be bothered by whatever she was going to say, at least not after what she did, but then her words kept ringing in my head, which made me feel like a complete jerk because even though I’m in front of Keerah’s room after I hurt her, I was still thinking about someone else.