Beautiful Quotes For Her Mga Nobela at Kwento

That you are the most beautiful and stunning girl I have ever laid eyes on. I want you to know you are the person I think about whenever I'm in a bad mood or working long hours, thinking of you puts a smile on my face when nothing else would. I wouldn't trade that at all with anyone else but you." Slow desolate tears ran from her unblinking eyes and dripped steadily into her nightshirt. I arch over her body and kissed Violet softly. I gazed into her brown eyes, glowing with happiness as I went over and kissed her again.

She never stopped being grateful for his love and care towards her. Like it's really so beautiful... ....... A/N : What do you think, guys?

She asked, then laugh. " You know, when people tend to pay a blind eye to the treasure they have, others will happily grab it with the slightest opportunity they've got. " She pauses, "you know it, no one can resist his charms and god-like beauty. He is sweet, to those he loves and I'm happy I am privileged to feel the love and warm sensation of his kiss." She continues

She was a force to be reckoned with, and I couldn't help but feel lucky to have crossed paths with her. And not to mention, her unearthly beauty that has the tendency to sweep a man off his feet. Her hazel eyes sparkled like the stars, her smile is as radiant as the sun, and her grace and elegance are captivating. She's an epitome of perfection and I'm going to make her mine. Forever. The fact that she's my miracle, my salvation, makes me want to damn the consequences and give her the whole world, if I could.

In my heart, I've painted a masterpiece of love, but it seems you'll never know the strokes I've used. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S| To say, I was both surprised and shocked would be an understatement. Her beautiful green eyes like a dresden diamond of their own, stared down into my gray ones. Her hair fell on either side of her face, blocking half of her face from my view yet I knew she looked as beautiful and gorgeous as ever.

Her pouty lips are shimmering, begging to be kissed. All I want is to kiss her, and worship her- every inch of her. “Even the first flower of spring that blossoms cannot match your beauty, nor the first ray of the morning light, Mi Amor. You are the reason the word perfect was created.” I murmur quietly, my deep voice sounding deeper, although I’m trying to keep it low. She gasps and I know it’s because of what I called her. It might be a common phrase… but I have not used it before… ever. But it is befitting of her.

I cupped her face in my palms and placed a kiss on her forehead. “ Who said you are not beautiful? You are the most beautiful girl I have come across. You have a heart of gold. Haven't you heard beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder?” She smiled a little. “ You know, when you smile, my whole world lightens.” “ Out of all the things, you got stuck only on beauty.” She giggled. I scratched my chin.

I Said Looking Straight In Her Eye's Removing All Doubts. "Thanks" She Whispered Shyly And I Smirked At How Can A Girl So Beautiful And Innocent Love Me, She Deserves So Much More But I'm Selfish And I'm Never Ever Going To Ler Her Leave. " Did I Told You How Gorgeous You're Looking In This Dress, As My Birthday Present I'm Gonna Make Love To You This Whole Night" I Whispered In Her Ear Bending Down A Little, Pulling Her Tightly Against My Chest.

Looking at her, and the way she looked right back at you, made me think she saw a whole lot more than she let on. “You’re beautiful," I whispered softly, unable to keep my hand off her, and gently curled a lock of her gorgeous raven hair around my finger. "The special kind of beauty that comes from within. It’s in your eyes, your touch, your smile--- And as cheesy and outdated as it sounds, you literally light up the room you walk into.” A beautiful laugh left her lips just as her cheeks reddened even more. And I couldn’t stop myself from tracing my fingers over the warm blush. My heart skipped a beat, as I felt her leaning into my touch...

He admired her beauty, her rich, dark hair cascading down her back like a silken shawl, and the way her eyes sparkled now with fulfilled desire and shyness. Despite the urgency of their lateness, a consequence that could not be avoided, Roberts knew he needed one last connection. He reached out, his hand lifting with exquisite care, and gently touched her cheek, his thumb brushing her lips. "You are so breathtakingly beautiful," he whispered, "The most beautiful woman I have ever known."