Amor À Distância Novels & Stories

Like consequence. He replayed her words in his head. "I won’t beg to be loved, Lucas." He had thought indifference would protect him. That if he never admitted how deeply she affected him, he wouldn’t be vulnerable. He told himself keeping her at arm’s length was strength. But now the distance felt like a wound. And it was bleeding. Across the city, Amara stood on the balcony of the small apartment she had temporarily rented. It wasn’t luxurious. It wasn’t grand. But it was hers.

Because Alexander had moved even closer. Now the distance between them was almost nonexistent. Her breath caught in her throat. “You’re doing it again,” she said softly. “Doing what?” “Standing too close.” Alexander tilted his head slightly. “You still haven’t stepped away.” Amara’s heart pounded faster. “I might.” “But you haven’t.” Their eyes locked again. For a moment time seemed to slow down. Alexander’s hand slowly lifted again. This time he gently brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. The simple touch made her stomach flip.

“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.

Jordan spoke in a low tone, his words tumbling from the lips mere inches from her own, his dark brown eyes alive with what she’d only glimpsed before. “But not this way. Never this way. Not because he died. Do you understand? And you are carrying his child, Karli. I am trying to do the right thing here and not take advantage. Support you, but also keep my distance to let you grieve, let you heal. And then I see you…hear your voice…and I just…”. His words fell away as he kissed her again, and with a sigh Karli leaned into him and ran her hands through his hair before landing her palms on the back of his neck to pull him closer.

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

Mike laughed out loudly. "I encouraged her to meet you earlier, boy, stop dreaming. She won't come after you," Mike continued laughing. "You can never date her. She is beyond your league. Your love for her is dateless! Please stay away from her. Just one word from me, she would hate you forever. If you value the 'hi' and 'hello' you are getting from her, please maintain it," Mike warned. "Dateless love can also mean love without an expiry date. Mark my word today," Brian said and walked swiftly away.

he said, running his fingers through her hair. “Thank you,” Amora said, sucking her lower lips, the colour on her cheeks getting redder with her eyes glowing with pride. He drifted closer grabbing hold of her face and claiming her lips with his, smooching and loving the way her soft lips rubbed against his. He gradually picked up the pace, his hand moving slowly up her thigh. “I’ve missed the way you feel on me, bambino,” he whispered against her skin while Amora pulled away immediately. He frowned. “What’s wrong?” He asked, “You seem distant. What did your father do this time? Are you still angry about what happened yesterday?”

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

his gaze held mine. We tried to decipher what was beyond our eyes until I averted my eyes. “T-This is to make sure that our reputation is not damaged…” I added, earning a cruel smirk from Amor. “I understand. I am not interested in this useless romance, anyway. Write it or not, I will never ‘fall in love’ as people call it. I don’t have time for that. There are billions of other important things to take care of. Love will only slow me down. Who has time to waste on something like that?” Amor said.

said Kalf. ***** Amar looks at his wife from far. He really missed Axelina a lot. Amar really can't stand having to keep his distance from Axelina anymore. Amar was determined to break his cover. He was really tormented to endure longing for Axelina. Amar makes up his mind to meet Axelina. Amar walks towards his wife's house. He saw the surprise on Axelina's face as she entered the gate of the house. "Why do you come here so late. Please keep your distance from me, "said Axelina full of emphasis. Amar pulls Axelina's hand. Invite her to enter first.