April Serenity A Love Rediscovered Novels & Stories

Serenity smiled, packing her hair into a high ponytail with the band on her wrist. Aiden had picked up the almost empty bottle to read the written content on it but they bled into each other. He could not read a word of it. Nothing felt normal anymore, Aiden could not even think straight. He looked up to see Serenity's bare neck, and his mouth went dry. He felt thirsty for a thirst of her. The bulge beneath his pants grew bigger and got harder, his neck and ear got hot. His messy dark hair stuck to his face and he blinked a lot of times to get his line of vision straight.

Will you accept my love? The trio was surprise. Jack said open the box and see what’s in there. Inside were a medium box and another small box. She saw a beautiful diamond ring with a note. “One day you will meet me when the time is right. But for now, please keep this ring as my birthday gift for you -Love, your secret admirer.” Nobody knows its Debbie’s birthday (April 16). Abby take off and surprises Debbie. In the afternoon, she went to Debbie’s office and request for a lunch out.

Fred was a man whose interest waned with the moon; no woman ever marked more than a week in his orbit before he found them as forgettable as the last. As if on cue, a partition ascended, granting them a shroud of privacy. Her voice fluttered, a whisper of temptation, "Mr. Turner, might I assist you? This dress is quite delicate, after all." Fred parted his legs in silent assent, and she slid to her knees, a willing accomplice to their hidden dance. When Mya returned home, she was still thinking of how to ruin Serena Smith's life. To claim Madelyn's treasures as her own and flaunt them was an act of audacity that seared Mya's conscience. Never had she witnessed such blatant shamelessness.

Then I heard his voice, "Sorry leka.. Forgive me if you are crying because of me.." He told and sit near me and held my face in his hand.. Don't he feel disgust to touch my scald cheek ??.. This is why I fall in love with him.. He is the only person who would look at my face without any pity or disgust..He wiped my tears and told me in soft tone,

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

, She chuckled more but soon enough she felt her heart pump at a high speed when she saw him walking towards her . " Am ....am ...am so..", Trembling she began to talk herself inwardly but he was now near her . " What is it Rinna ? , Are you now afraid " , He whisper yelled when she noticed the fear in her eyes but even when she tried to be strong she this time failed to say anything and surprisingly it was not because that he was angry but all because he was near her . He was so near that she now smelled his sweet perfume , the body perfume which was now making her become weaker and to make it worse with the position they were in she realized that his chest was resting on one of her breast

she demanded, her voice filled with fury. "Never," Michael responded, his grip tightening. Vivian's eyes flashed with anger, and she or he lunged at him. Michael barely had time to react, elevating the artifact to protect him. The effect dispatched a shockwave through the clearing, throwing wolves off their toes. Serena changed into at Michael’s facet in an immediately, helping him to his toes. "We want to end this," she said urgently. "Use the artifact." Michael nodded, focusing his energy on the stone. He felt its power surge via him, amplifying his energy and clarity. He reached out along with his mind, connecting with the

“Arya? What do you think?” Ryker asked once more. “It's lovely... I love it...” Arya whispered as she came closer to the drawing. “Of course, it is a product of our love...” Ryker smiled. He grabbed her hand softly and kissed her palm. The eye contact was mesmerizing. At least to Arya. It would've been better if he actually showed some of his emotions in his eyes but she still wasn't at a level where she could read him.

"Don't worry, Dad. I secured the perimeter. No villains today. Just romance." Then, the music started. Not an organ, but a cello playing "Can't Help Falling in Love." Everyone stood up. Serenity walked out from the library archway. She didn't wear a crown. She wore a simple, bohemian lace dress with flowers woven into her loose hair. She held a bouquet of wild lilies. She didn't look like the Grand Duchess of Montbert. She looked like the girl Jackson fell in love with. The girl who loved art and dreamed of love.