Amor-odio Romane & Geschichten

Amore mio, My heart.

he turned his head down “… I’m not talking about this conversation… I’m talking about you, man.” He confused me a little, “What?” His language changed; like he was zapped and pissed off. “Yes, bro, Stop goofing off; this love thing and finding your soul mate, you must end it, bro…” As I became sorrowful, I interrupted him with a sad smile on my face, “I… I thought you had my back…”

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.

Leila furrowed her eyebrows, "it's you and Trina." "Are you upset by her? Oh come on, you know that I'm only acting." He sipped his glass of wine. "I know but you seemed to be overacting. Did you have to over praise her? I couldn't help but get jealous cause she looked so flattered. I'm your one and only girl. Remember that." "Sure babe. I know that. Until I've gotten what I want from Trina, I will leave her alone. She means nothing to me and I'm lucky that she's into me. That'll make it easier for me to get what I want from her."

“She really hates me, Ephraim. And I don’t even think she’s wrong in doing that. I deserve her hate. I always said that I was the villain of her story and turned out I was worse than a villain. But...” I met his gaze as I confessed, “But I can't help it. Every time I think of something happening to her, every sane thought disappears and all I want to do is to lock her away so she’ll keep breathing. I know it is wrong and I know... In the perfect world, I should send her back to her family but I can’t. I fucking can’t.” My words were a tortured growl as I admitted, “La amo. Nonostante mi fossi ripromesso che non amerò nessuno, che non darò a nessuno alcun potere su di me, che non permetterò a

“Oh, God! When did it become so difficult to text someone? Damen had girlfriends when he was in college. Nothing serious. In their office, Marissa had shown interest in him but he just could not think about her in that way. She tried so hard for him to fell for her. All sorts of tricks but Damen being Damen didn’t give in. Marissa, although, was very beautiful with her green alluring eyes, her brown locks, her perfect body shape, her attitude, everything. But even with everything she had failed to capture his eye. James and Nora were well aware of this ‘wanna-bish’ relationship. They used to tease him every now and then by mentioning her name and saying silly things about them.

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

Vittoria's POV My fingers trembled as I adjusted the hem of my skirt. My mind replaying what had happened between Ricardo and me. His touch, his kiss, and the way he looked at me shocked me more than I would like to admit. For the first time in a long time, I felt wanted. The thought of it was scary to me, I wasn't supposed to develop feelings for Ricardo Lombardi. That wasn't part of the plan. “Get it together Vittoria, This is not some stupid love story.”

“Eveline, you understand what I mean, right?” “Well… Dante and I weren’t together long enough for me to feel like hitting him, but now that I think about it, there are moments when I’d love to slap him hard.” “Exactly! That’s what I mean,” Amelia said, pointing at me like I’d just proven her theory. “Amelia, what you’re describing is literal violence,” Lili said, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her. Amelia caught it and laughed. “Everyone expresses their emotions differently. We’ll see what you do when you fall for someone.”

“There’s still a part of me that believes in him, and that part isn’t ready to let anyone else in. But doing that… I feel like I’m betraying Max. He’s done so much for me…” “Gi…” Amara halted me gently. “Love isn’t a transaction, sweetheart. Nor is it conditional, like most people think. It’s an emotion, a divine feeling that no money, no obligation, no favor can manipulate. When the heart wants someone, there’s not much you can do. What you feel for Nico comes from your soul. What you feel for Maximus is obligation. That’s not fair to him either. And that doesn’t mean it can’t change, but… let it come to you. Let yourself heal, and when you are ready… you’ll know what you want. Whether it’s