Amores A La Antigua Novels & Stories

Pov: Bianca "Fuck, baby. Don't go." My chest racked with the sob trying to break free and before I knew it, I was trembling in his arms, losing my composure. He hugged me close, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his hands rubbing my arms in a bid to comfort me. "Tesoro," he whispered, kissing the sensitive spot where my shoulder met my neck, his accent wrapping around the word like fine silk. "Amore mio."

One day, I was watching a TV show in the living room when I heard the sound of an argument once more. "If you can't even get pregnant, then what use are you?" "I don't know. Let's try again—" "Enough! You're like a hen who can't lay any eggs! I have no idea what I ever saw in you!" Ashton flung her aside and ran downstairs. When he saw me sitting on the sofa, he suddenly walked over. I had taken good care of my face, and the wound was already healed. "Blair." He stood in front of me. "After all this, I realized that you're still the one I have feelings for."

Her pout faded into a smile as she leaned into his embrace. “Then tell me,” she asked teasingly, “when did you finally realize you liked me?” Xavier gazed out at the sunset over the ocean, his voice low and steady. “The moment I saw you lying in that cryogenic chamber. I realized that without you, the world felt empty. Just a hollow, endless place.” Starla lifted her head, cupping his face in her hands. As the last light of the setting sun bathed them in gold, they kissed—deep, lingering, filled with all the love they had waited so long for.

"Dear Alex, the gardener would have already given you this letter, by the time you would be reading this letter, I would have already been far away from Cambridge, I'm sorry for not informing you about my departure, I also didn't know about it, my mother suddenly came back and asked me to pack up as we were going to depart that very day, she didn't even allow me to come bid you guys farewell, she said she was in a hurry" All the moments I have spent with you Alex, will forever be the best of my memories, I hope you also won't forget about me, I have never regretted being with you, the first time I met you was the time I fell for you, I knew you were always cold and indifferent towards me, bu

Richard said as he pointed the gun at Miano. Nathan instantly placed Amore behind him. Goth moved behind Amore in case something happens, they could shield her. Amore was looking frightened at her mother… She looked into her mother’s eyes and at that instant, her mother looked back into hers. Her mother gave her a small smile as if to say… I love you, Amore… I LOVE YOU, my dear daughter. This is not your fault… tears ran down Amore’s cheeks as she mouthed the words. “I LOVE YOU, MOM!!! I LOVE YOU!”

I don’t even hear the door open when arms suddenly wrap around my torse. “Are you ok baby?” I hear the sweetest voice say from behind me. I take one of my hands off the wall and sit it on top of her hands that are caressing my torso. “Yes, mi armor. Now that I have you, I will do anything to keep you safe” I told her pulling her around in front of me and lifting her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and I bury my nose in the crook of her neck before whispering, “Siempre mía para amar, siempre mía para apreciar, siempre mía para proteger, mi amor.” (Always mine to love, always mine to cherish, always mine to protect, my love.) I’m not Spanish. Not even close but I love the language.

amó Bramó Zac. I rolled my eyes. Te It took you three hours reclamó Jason claimed. Así Thus we are se Clarisa joined. We left the small cabin and headed to the truck ... Correction, I went to the truck but I stopped halfway when I saw the boys go inside the forest. What? Creo I think we will walk susurró Antonio whispered in my ear. I was startled. Antonio Antonio, you scared me 一 I put my hand on my chest. He raised an eyebrow. ¿How ugly am I? But what does it say ... ugly? Yes of course. I would say the opposite ... gorgeous. 一 What? Puff, please, if you are ... 一 I paused 一 we better go. Dilo Say it metió He put his hands in the pockets of his jacket. Venga Come tell me, don't be sorry. W

I had to wake him up then, and I did so with gentleness that he deserved. When he opened his golden eyes to my soft touches and saw me, I watched relief filtering into his gaze. In his eyes I saw that he was also afraid of the possibility that this might be a dream. I kissed him with everything I have and when we parted, breathing heavily, I couldn't stop the rush of words that came out without a pause, “Ti amo, my Antonio. Ti amo tanto. Non voglio passare nemmeno un secondo della mia vita senza di te. Voglio essere tutto ciò di cui hai bisogno e anche di più. Farò qualsiasi cosa tu mi chieda. Voglio sposarti, avere i tuoi figli e vivere nel tuo castello con te. Voglio passare la mia vita do

Bonnie assured Gabriella as she patted her hand. “I believe I will one day, but mi amante de ensueno will always have a place in my heart,” Gabriella breathed. “To this day, I still have his shirt. When my mind drifts, I think of him; his passion, kindness, his hazel eyes, and his arms around me.” “What does that mean? The mi amante . . . whatever you said in Spanish?” Becky asked. “My dream lover,” Gabriella answered. The doors to the bar busted open. Three firemen ran in. “We got a call about a fire!”

I turn to Micheal and say "Help me explain this? Without freaking him out?" Micheal nods and says "Okay, well the first thing that you should know is that the Amore are basicly the same thing as a soulmate. They are paired together by the moon goddess herself. So rejecting your Amore is an insult to the goddess herself. Some people may still reject their Amore, but the way that we were raised we know that your amore is your other half, you will never feel whole on your own." He pauses and then adds "Do you understand so far?"