Amor Words Novels & Stories

Ryeleigh A loud voice coming from the screen quiets the room and asks us to stand. Amory Cruz in his ceremonial robe, looking regal and a true Alpha example of the perfect shifter. We are not raised thinking of the Amory like a god; however, in this situation, it feels as if he is. With equal parts fear and amazement, the crowd quiets to a soft purr.

Back to sipping wine. 🌷🌺❤️❤️❤️ They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

Mais j'ai juste une questions pour vous. Tous le regardèrent sans vraiment comprendre ce qu'il voulait dire pour l'instant. Il reprit la parole Dites moi c'est quoi << l'AMOUR>> Chacun d'entre eux se regardaient et se demandaient pourquoi une question du genre. L'un d'eux prit la parole et dit. l'amour est un sentiment sans définition ni explication. Il donne la joie au coeur comme il peut faire saigner des cœurs.

he added "But I don't want to leave, I love you" Amira said looking at him directly in the eyes The gravity of her words drew his attention to her. Somehow his anger melted and he wanted to touch her 'What is it, woman ?' he taunted. 'You want me to kiss you? Is that it?"

Even I thought that could be the emotion existing within that man's chest, I realized it was not. It took me time to read but I later had it figured out. It's a look of pain. It's a look of regret, hurt, infliction, torment but yet admiration. You see why I'm confused? How could you feel two contrasting things towards someone at once? I understood love and hate because there's a very thin line between them. He's is regret and admiration. His admiration glowed anytime he saw her smile, whenever she adjusted her hair or each time she nearly choked out of laughter.

Life was good until she saw his naked, chiseled, sculpted body, and that marked the beginning of her endless wet dreams about her boss. Like that wasn’t bad enough, he walks in on her moaning his name. To help his very horny and single and beloved secretary, Isaiah went down on his knees and worshiped her and oh my my did she taste like heaven. With one taste of her and one taste of him, they found themselves wanting more and decided to be each other’s fuck buddy with no strings attached. How long will they fuck each other without catching feelings? Or are they already in love and too horny to see it?

That's when I found out how much you have suffered, so I decided to come back for you. He stood up and went on one knee, producing a bouquet of baby's breath out of nowhere. "Will you forgive me for leaving you? I've never forgotten you even after all these years. I've never been with anyone else because, to me, there's only ever been you. Will you give me another chance?" He still remembered that I liked baby's breath. I knew that he was sincere, but… I shook my head, rejecting him cruelly. "I'm sorry, I'm not ready to think about relationships right now. I'm only here today to appease my mom. I really am sorry."

Her voice was sharp, and she clearly didn't appreciate being spoken to like that. Eryx rolled his eyes, his annoyance palpable. He wasn’t in the mood for this argument and certainly didn’t have the energy to entertain her anymore. “And tell me one reason why you want to marry me," he snapped. "There are plenty of men out there who are more handsome than I am. Why me?” Amy didn't hesitate. “Because I love you,” she said, her words quick and direct. Eryx let out a harsh laugh, disbelief dripping from his tone. “Fuck your love,” he scoffed. “If you really loved me, you wouldn’t be out there fucking around.”

"Oh, honey, I'm not trying to take your place, or your mother's. I really like your father, and we're having a great time getting to know each other, that's all it is right now. No one said anything about marriage or anything, so you don't need to get worked up about that. Not now, let's jusst get to know each other, okay? I think that would really make your dad happy." For some reason, my words brought the anger back. In fact, Amora looked so angry, with her red face and clenched fists, that it made me worried for her. "You don't know what makes him happy," she spat. I lifted my hnds and sple spftly, hoping to calm her down. "You're right, lets just take a break, maybe go in the back and ha