Amor Verdadero Novels & Stories

"There was a scandal involving me,I don't want to keep quiet since I am innocent,there was a reason for all that and I want to tell the whole world the truth now" "Everyone knows that I have been dating Leon known as Leonardo de salvo the CEO of superpacific company,I was faithful to him,I loved him with all my heart, I thought he loved me too till I found out that he was sleeping with his secretary, I was in trauma because I really loved him so much,I never cheated on him during our relationship but he repaid me with evil by sleeping with his secretary"Amora said wiping her tears with her handkerchief.

I asked him, he grinned ear to ear, "It's mean 'love' in Italian word," he kissed back of Maria's hand, "Are you from Italy?" I asked getting completely confused because he doesn't look like Italian, "Oh, No," he said while shaking his head, " I had learned different languages at college, so when I got learn about this, from that day onwards I started calling her Amore, first she got confused and also get mad thinking that I am cursing her in a different language but when she knows what's it's mean, she became all flushed and guilty " Harry laugh wholeheartedly, Maria turns fully red,

"My all, my light in darkness, and my source of joy, Ania. I would be lying if I said that I have exact words for you. You pulled me out of a hole I never thought I would get out of. You showed the most beautiful side of this life compared to the ugly one I knew and got used to from the beginning. When the dark cloud befell us, you danced with me through it all. You never got tired, and you never left. I am nothing without you, Tania Marie Lawson. God bless you for me, mi amor. Te amo mucho. Eres mi Vida." "Te amo mucho, mi amore. Eres mi Vida." I whisper, and as the room is filled with the clicking of glasses followed by loud shouts of joy and clapping, we draw our faces to each other, alig

His shoulders were tense, his breathing uneven. ‎ ‎“Rox… you don’t understand.” His voice cracked. “If I let myself want you—really want you—everything gets complicated.” ‎ ‎“So last night was a mistake?” she whispered. ‎ ‎He turned sharply. “Don’t.” His voice came out harsher than he intended. He softened it. “Don’t call it that. I can’t hear you call it that.” ‎ ‎Her eyes stung. ‎ ‎He looked at her like she was a wound he didn’t know how to treat. “Last night wasn’t a mistake, Rox. It was… it was too real. Too honest. Too much.”

Odger and her had a fiery sensational love. Why fiery? Beacause she and Lubez never had a day where Odger and Matilda didn't make passionate love. During the time, it really hurt her eyes and innocent mind. Lubez and Thea have to be very far away from home so as not to hear any ambiguous voices But as quickly as the fire blown by the wind grows, the fiery love finally extinguished like splashed by water.

For a moment, the room felt lighter, the sun warmer, the air itself infused with possibility. “Liam,” Amara whispered, almost to herself. She thought of his quiet endurance, the way he had never tried to coerce her, never tried to dictate her choices, simply loved her through everything. “Yes, child,” Mama Ifeoma said knowingly, as if she could read her thoughts. “If he is the one who respects you, who sees your spirit as precious, then you owe it to yourself to consider him. Love is not measured by approval or comfort; it is measured by truth. And you, Amara, have always been drawn to truth.”

He wanted Amora to see his sincerity and give him a chance. “I know this might be confusing for you, Amora. But everything I’m saying is from the deepest part of my heart. I’m not joking, and I would never lie to you.” Regis held her gaze steadily. In this moment, he cast aside the pride of being a Lorenzo—a man admired by countless women. He needed Amora to see how genuine he was. “Regis … I’m not sure if what I feel is the love you’re talking about, or just … something temporary. A need for connection, for understanding. Do you get what I mean?” Amora tried to explain her inner conflict.

I told him sincerely. He pulled my face closer and leaned his forehead against mine. I closed my eyes the moment he began speaking, his words caressing my soul. “Under the beautiful full moon, I, Zachary Vernon Adams, take you, Amber Rose Williamson, as my chosen mate. My only mate. I vow to love you unconditionally with every breath I take, with every beat of my heart, and to the deepest of my soul. I am yours, through and through. May Selene bless us, and let us be.”

She was vicious. He stared at the irrefutable evidence, the crisp clarity of the video shattering his illusions. "No," he whispered, as if denying it could make it untrue. "No, this can't be." He staggered back and called for his assistant. "Find someone. Have these videos and photos authenticated—right here, in front of me. And keep this between us," he ordered. Hours later, the verdict came in, cold and unrelenting: Authentic. Eric's eyes fell to the phone screen again. He pressed play, and Emily's voice oozed from the speaker, her words cruel and venomous, "You'll only ever be a substitute. Eric loves me, not you. How dare a mute like you stay by his side?"

“That woman was Amara, Gianna. I was in love with her. Or at least, I thought I was.” He looked up at me, his eyes pleading. “I mistook my infatuation for love,” he said quietly. “It wasn’t until you that I realized what real love feels like. That I’d never truly been in love with her. We bonded over pain, over loss — over things that broke us both. But that’s all it was. Amara never loved me. It was always Leo for her. Always. Nothing ever happened between us — I swear.” His voice cracked, raw and trembling.