April In Spain の小説・ストーリー

April got into her hotel room dressed like a man. Her eyes were narrowed in anger as she threw down a lamp from the bedside table. "A surprise wedding, huh?" She gritted, blood burning with anger. "I'll give them a wedding to remember!" April flew into South City in disguise for a secret mission for the Cordel family. After seeing the press around her sister and Rafael's survival as well as her mother taking over the Lontoc and Rivera companies, she sought for an opportunity to come into South City and when the opportunity presented itself, she took it with both hands.

Each of those two seniors--both elderly women--showed a warm expression when they looked into each other's eyes, to the extent that he could not help himself but to smile at the intimate lesbian couple who were not shy or afraid to show their affection in public. The wedding rings on the two old women's ring fingers told him more than enough that they had been married for a long time. As far as he could remember, same-sex marriage in Spain has been legalised since 2005. Even though Spain is a country with devout Catholics, the government itself clearly considered marriage to be a basic human right that its citizens deserved.

he is very nervous, it is his first classic as a starter, it is not news that I do not support his team, but I will waste my precious vacation time, to watch this game, just because of my defender. I wake up in a mood, and early, not so early, because, I'm still on vacation, actually since I started school, and soon after came college , I've never spent so much time without studying, although the school year at Spain only starts in the month of September and ends at the end of June, in which case high school students have eleven weeks of vacation, which is equivalent to almost three months. However, higher education starts in October, which means that I have many months ahead of me, but I do

Over the next three days, Noah and I immersed ourselves in exploring Spain to its fullest extent. We made it a point to visit various tourist attractions and indulge in sightseeing activities. To ensure my daughters were part of the experience, I diligently recorded each outing and shared the videos with them via my cousin's W******p. Alternatively, I would connect with them through Skype during our trips, allowing them to witness our joyous outdoor adventures in real-time. On the fourth day of our stay in Spain, we were abruptly awakened at 7 a.m. by the persistent ringing of Noah's phone. Our sleep schedule had been adjusted since arriving in Spain, causing this unexpected phone call to ca

I frown, I don’t remember much of my Spanish from school, but I could make out a little. “Summer of Love?” I repeat warily, and he nods, grinning. “Yes, it’s a Spanish festival that happens every year, each year it’s a different country. This year it’s London.” I follow Levi through the crowd of people. I take in my surroundings, food carts of different types of Spanish food and drinks, Tiki torches illuminating the area. You feel the buzz of the atmosphere the moment you walk in. Spanish music playing by a live band, people dancing and having a great time. I look up at Levi when he smiles warmly down at me. “Levi, this place is…”

Marise's Pov It was August, and the temperature in Spain was hot; a heatwave was taking place, causing the grass that was once green and lush to brown and burnt down. Edira and I spent most of the day in a river in the woods, a few miles from the cabin. It was unsustainable to be indoors. It was a sauna during the daytime, and we still needed to fix a fan or air conditioner.

Feliz Año Nuevo! "Feliz Año Nuevo," I responded warmly to Grandma, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her cheek. The Puerta del Sol in Madrid served as our backdrop for this joyous occasion—a bustling Central Square known for attracting thousands of people every New Year's Eve. Beneath the iconic clock, the square transformed into a colossal shared party, with people from all walks of life coming together to welcome the arrival of the new year. The jubilant shouts of the crowd harmonized with the crescendo of fireworks, creating an electrifying atmosphere.

The aroma of delicious food wafted through the apartment, and the family gathered around the table, eager to dig in. Devon, Annabelle, and Camille sat down together, enjoying the special meal prepared just for them. The table was filled with an assortment of Spanish dishes, including paella, tortilla española, and patatas bravas.