Amor Words Novels & Stories

A man who would do everything just to impose a horrendous love that shouldn't exist in the first place. "Te amo, Amor."

Tammy said drooling. Not drool drool but just drool, drooling over Gabriel. I bet you didn't understand that. Read it again, till you do. "Some boys are cute outside but nasty inside, do you know if he's nice before you starting crushing on him?" I asked. "What! No, I am not crushing on him, I am in love with him." She said. "Yeah right." I said. "It's true, I'm he's the nicest person I have ever met." She said holding her chest.

Ce simple geste suffit à faire calmer la jeune femme nerveuse. -Je t'ai donné ma parole mon amour, si ma mère essaie de vous faire du mal moi même je te conduirai chez ta mère et ta tante. lui promet Hendrick les yeux rivés aux siens. La jeune femme lui caresse tendrement le visage de sa main avant de se pencher pour déposer un chaste baiser sur ses lèvres. Un chaste baiser qu'il approfondie en tirant doucement les cheveux de la jeune femme. Un geste anodin qui a toujours l'effet d'exciter la jeune femme. À l'abri des regards indiscrets, dans cette habitacle aux vitres teintées, cette dernière entrelace ses doigts derrière la nuque de Hendrick, le ramenant plus près d'elle. Les mains de Hend

“Words hold power, princess, and I don’t wish to be touched by such an unfortunate word that holds the power to split the world apart. Because I will not be able to endure the agony of our world splitting apart. So pardon me if I do not answer your question, for I have no love or mercy for this world — if it takes away my entire world from me.” He held my gaze for a very long time. I don’t know how long because I had lost track of it. “With you I attach only three words, princess…” He tucked my hair behind my ear, leaning closer to my lips. “Amare. Eternus. Mea. (Love. Eternal. Mine.)” His deep seductive whispers against my lips sent heat waves from my heart to my veins, from my tears to my

He hugged Angel with affection, in the face of Angel’s hair. “I miss your sister! “I’ve rarely been here lately,” he said sadly. Love is shattered. “Sorry brother, my brother is busy,” said Amor. “The love? “When did you come, son?” Speak to Yanti. “It is new. Oh, here, I bring some food,” said Amor. “You do not have to do this, don’t bother yourself,” Ms. Yanti said. “I give it not every day, so don’t grieve, Mom,” Amor said.

She exclaimed immediately. My lips twitched, a smile forming on my face. "Then why wouldn't you look at me, Amore?" I teased. Aurora suddenly sat up on her knees, looking up at me with a small smile. "Why do you keep calling my mom, Amore?" Skylar looked startled immediately, turning to look at her, while shaking her head repeatedly. "Oh no baby, Amore means-" "Love, I know, do you love him? Will he marry you? Say yes Mommy"

Seeing her hesitation, Estelle teased, “You sure you don’t like him? I heard he’s incredibly handsome. You’re telling me your heart doesn’t race around him? You’re not sleeping in separate rooms, are you?” “W-What? Estelle! I told you, I don’t want to develop feelings for anyone,” Amora stammered, flustered. “But, it's not impossible that you won't fall in love again, Amora. Love always comes at unexpected times and to unexpected people too. Watch out for your own words,” Estelle said with a serious face. “Why are you being poetic? And cursing me, no less?” Amora grumbled. Estelle chuckled and decided to drop the teasing. “Oh, by the way, I have something you might find interesting.”

Value self. Amen. Your love, The Friend

she whispered, her words sending shivers of desire through Eduardo's body. Her pace quickened, and he struggled to maintain his composure, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Ahhh… Ahhh…" The words tore from his throat, his body writhing beneath her touch, "Ahh... Ahhh.... Amora ..." He grunted repeatedly, "I'm going ...I'm going to c...cum ...." Amora whispered in a breathy voice, "I want this," she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke.

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.” * * * * *