Amores A La Antigua Novels & Stories

I heard Ace's voice, followed by Santana's. "So" Santana trailed and I walked closer to the balcony until I saw Ace standing, facing the view that we got from the balcony, with a cigarette between his fingers. Damn, he looked hot with his messy hair and such a tight hugging white shirt. Snap out if it Angel! My mind screeched. My eyes then fell on Santana. We were like polar opposite. She had blond hair with black eyes and she always wore those slutty dresses which would make me wanna puke. She was leaning the wall, showing off her cleavage to a non interested Ace. "How come I never saw you?" she asked, batting her eyelash flirtatiously. I hid behind the long curtains and decided to eavesdro

Those were Christina’s untouchable pain spots, and she would have gone mad if she was younger. However, her face was left with disgust and sarcasm, aside from apathy. “Birds of a feather flock together, and it seems to be true. It turns out that you inherited your mother’s mistress characteristics, so Miss Garcia, will you be having a daughter in the future?” Christina hated the Garcias all because of John and Sophia’s affair. Serena’s face was burning, and she answered, “My mom and dad love each other genuinely. Don’t frame them!” “Did affair change its name to true love with a mistress?” Christina laughed coldly. “B*tch will be a b*tch, why would you find excuses for it? Why are you lying

I love watching movies. Where I live? I live in a small town named Roselli, weird name right? But there is a legend behind it. There was a girl named Roselli, and she was in love with a guy named Roman, they were madly in love, but Roselli's father didn't approve of their love and married her off to some wealthy guy. cliché right? Roman was so heartbroken that he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff into the sea, calling out his love before jumping. Since then this town is lovers paradise, lovers around the world come to visit the spot Roman jumped from and call out their lovers name. Huh? I don't believe in all this I am in love of this place cause it's my home, there are some pristine

🍹🍹Flashback when Nicklaus Hugged Morgana🍹🍹 "I know you want to tear them apart right now but not now, they still have the power to kill anyone in that cage and are immortal... I think I have a plan to deceive them but another plan B on this Min Ho, I can hear her heartbeat, she's afraid, she doesn't like what she's doing...could we uninstall the love files we downloaded for some minutes ". Nicklaus whispered quickly into her ear. " After you, my love ". Morgana whispered back and they took few steps away from each other as their smiles turned to frown.

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

I reached out my hand to grab his wrist, but before I can touch his hand, a wet, slender hand flings my hand away with a sharp smack. I raise my brows in surprise, slowly raising my gaze to the Spanish girl. She is standing there, her chest heaved out, water droplets touching her smooth skin, like she's posing for a damn magazine cover. “Ashley right?” She asks again, her voice smooth, with a mocking tone. “I don't get it,” I say, my voice surprisingly quiet. “Do you know me? Because I sure as hell don't know you.” She folds her hand against her chest, pursing her lips. “No. But I've seen chicas feas y desesperadas ‘desperate ugly girls’ like you try to control guys that aren't theirs. He do

He engulfs me and a dark scented whiff of his cologne embraces me as I put my head against his chest, until all I can smell, see and feel is him. “I have missed mi Amor.” His words are now all I hear. The beat of his chest silent to his deep dark voice that covers me in a web of seduction. “Amariya.” The devil calling my name penetrates through my fog mind that still insists on remembering the sweet, bitter love I had for my husband, Lucca Sanati six and a half years ago. “Yo, what's up?” I rub my eyes, inhale a deep sounding breath in an attempt to hide my forbidden thought before looking up to Killer who is standing in front of the hotel rooms armchair I am seated on.

Coralyn moaned, digging her nails into his bag. "I love you" ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••AURELIO'S SUITE•• Amour walked in Aurelio suite and met him combing his hair. She smiled and walked to him, hugging him from behind "I love you" She whispered to his ears and he smiled, dropping the comb to face her. Aurelio lifted her up, dropping her on the vanity table. "You look really pretty right now. Makes me wanna undress you back again" Aurelio smirked and Amour chuckled.

“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…”

I continue my work and I have a good progress. I decided to email my proposed title and outline to Ms. Amanda and I’m a bit nervous. I hope she will like it. I’m confident with my work but knowing Ms. Amanda she is a very strict and I don’t know what really catches her attention or what her taste about a novel. I decided to make a romance novel about a girl that left on her wedding day to pursue her dreams and after a long time will meet again her past lover.