Amore Mio Song Novels & Stories

“What song do you feel like listening to? She asked in a happy voice. “Well, just pause yours and insert your ear phone into my mobile phone.” I scrolled down my music playlist until I saw a love song by Mohombi, titled: Match Made In Heaven. When the song started playing, I knew it was time to go for the kill. A. J. Baby was thrilled by the song, and didn’t even realize when I came closer and kissed her passionately. She was so captivated by Mohombi’s voice and said nothing until the song was over. “Pierre… what just happened?” “I don’t know… I’m sorry if…”

she told him. The man raised a brow. Slowly, a ghost of amusement is now written on his face. "What's your name, Miss?" he amusedly asks. Ramina licked her lower lip. "I'm Ramina Maxine. I'm here to apply for a job and I also need to talk to him," she casually said. "Anyway, what's your name?" she asked again. With a small smirk on his lips, he answered. "I'm Percy Bysshe Adrian Mattheios."

"Who do you think you are and what do you know about all I wanted?" Her eyeballs were filled with unshed tears. This wasn't my plan. I wasn't planning on making her cry. I just want her to see that we are good together. I want her to know how much I wanted her. My body craves for her. I missed the smell of her on my bed and how submissive she was. "Get out!" it was a whisper but I could feel the anger that attributed to the word. I didn't do anything wrong. "Naomi, please listen to me."

I fucking fell for one. A beautiful diosa. Mi Amor, I fucking love you and that is why this is the right decision.

Primo said and grabbed her by the waist, making her sit back on his lap again. “Just tell me if it’s something you want, and I will stick with you forever.” He whispered, causing his breath to crash against her nape, giving her a weird kind of feeling. “Just tell me the word, and you’ll have it… Mi Amore.” He spoke behind her ear with an exaggerated movement of his lips just so his tongue could reach her skin.

The man remained silent, simply standing beside her, quietly watching. Under the light, the cartoon mask reflected a soft glow. Even though she couldn’t see his full face—those eyes… Those eyes were the same ones she had once seen, and with just one glance, she had fallen hopelessly in love. “You… you…” Aria began to tremble violently. From a distance, she hadn’t been sure. But now, standing this close, she was certain. It was Micheal. It had to be Micheal. “Aria, it’s me.”

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.” * * * * *

“I said, you two are in love, right? I just have to know that you love my daughter as much as she loves you” Handel looked at his father who gave him a blank stare, looked at Juan who nodded and lied through his teeth. “I love your daughter with all of me sir” “good. That’s good enough for me” Handel sighed inwardly. How was he going to get out of this mess?

"One day Marco asked me if it was time to accept that am in love with you and I replied no. Maybe that was not the right time but today, right now.. I realise that I skipped the step of falling in love with you a long time ago Am in love with you already tressure"

I mumble, my voice rough with sleep. “Good morning, Amore Mio,” he rasps, his voice hoarse from waking up as he presses a lingering kiss to my lips, savouring my warmth. My heart flutters at his endearment, the words melting into me like honey. I wish he would never stop calling me that. “Good morning,” I whisper, revelling in the feeling of waking up in his arms. A contented sigh escapes my lips as my hands drift over his bare back, tracing the contours of his toned muscles, feeling them flex beneath my fingertips.