Novel & Cerita Bellamy And Clarke Kiss Book

it's too early and I can't tell her every single thing, does she even'? I asked myself in my own thoughts. Just as I was right there, I got a call from some twat of a guy who was after nothing but my pussy, he hadn't said that literally but I could see, and I did pick up, just as I was talking he came! Yes he did! He came to me and dragged himself inside and I had no choice but to attend to him. He had two Steers Packages, like I could smell the burger from right there, under the wraps, hahaha.

In that moment of the kiss, we are in each other’s protective envelope. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips making butterflies in my stomach. “I love you too,” I replied breathing heavily. At this moment it’s not just our lips that connected but also our souls forever. The End. Hey guys, Thank you for reading my book. So, this is the end of Clarissa and Apollo's story. I would love to see your comments on the story. To get in touch with me, you can follow my social media. I*******m:- S.n_nina_arthur

Bamby made a splendid introduction. “Oh my, you were not lying. She truly resembles Amparo Muñoz. She looks divine!” Berry exclaimed. “Nice to meet you Sir Berry,” Clarissa said while extending her hand to give the designer a handshake. Berry took Clarissa’s hand and said, “I am so pleased to finally meet you in person, Clarissa. You know Bamby has been talking about you non-stop since you encountered each other months ago. And now I believe him. You truly look like a top model,” Berry said.

Amara POV: Viktor Dragovic wants to make a deal with me? That’s fucking hilarious. I’ve killed men with more brains and less ego. He thinks tossing money and whispers my way will get my attention? He has no idea who he’s playing with. Still, I couldn’t help but grin as I stared at the encrypted message glowing on the screen: “The Devil offers a meeting. Midnight. Iron Citadel.” Drama much? I leaned back on the hotel couch, swirling cheap whiskey in a glass. My black boots were muddy from last night’s kill, blood still crusted on the laces. I hadn’t bothered cleaning them. Why would I? The mess was half the art.

"Shit! Get a room!" Maya exclaimed. I quickly got off Bellamy and lowered my head, feeling a little embarrassed as he wore his shirt with two people staring at us. "Woah! Fucking under mother's roof." Cameron teased with a wolf whistle. I threw him stare daggers. "This is a room Maya and we weren't Fucking." Gee! He kissed me and he asked me to be his girl. My heart fluttered. "We will round up tomorrow," Bellamy said, while scratching his hair and wearing this look of a kid that was caught stealing brownies. "I'll take my leave."

Gehrmann, livid, deleted everything related to Clarissa. If she could block him, he could do the same. Let her keep him blocked forever!

I said. "Then let me help you remember." She kissed me after saying that. It was not a gentle kiss. It was the kind of kiss that erased thought. Deep and hungry and full of intention. I kissed her back with my hands finding her hips and pulling her closer. The old button down was soft beneath my fingers. The fabric was worn thin from years of wear. Clarissa pulled back and looked at me with those dark eyes. "I want to be on top," she said. I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

In their absentminded strolling, they had found themselves in the heart of the French quarter. “Let’s go dancing.” Bellamy pulled her in the direction of a bar, Thea pulled her arm back. “Bellamy… I can’t, what if someone bumps into me..” Bellamy’s face dropped. “Wait,” he flashed her a grin before wrapping his arms around her and landing a passionate kiss on her lips. The kiss started slow, their lips melded together in perfect harmony. Butterflies pounded in Thea’s stomach. Bellamy’s trailed his hand up Thea’s back before resting it on her neck. His abs flexed under the gentle caress of Thea’s hands.

Her fingers brushed his, and for a split second, the world narrowed down to the two of them in a penthouse office that smelled of love and romance, she is surrounded with the people who loves her dearly. ******** News of her statement had reached Bellamy, she knew. She could almost see him, coiled with irritation, pacing his expensive living room somewhere overseas or hidden in a city no one would find him. And she knew Bellamy was not going to sit quietly. Kacey’s voice pulled her out of the spiral. “You realize he’s going to lose his mind, right?” “I do,” Clara admitted. “And honestly… part of me wants to see him try.” “Part of you wants popcorn and front-row seats,” Alex teased. “Do you k

He blinked and captured her lips into a more sizzling kiss. Love became a common language between them. ---------- Clarissa opened her eyes the moment she felt a moist lip on her cheek. She knew who it was even before opening her eyes. The little hands, the soft warmth of it. It's no one else but Armstrong. "Good morning Babe" she chuckled exposing a perfect white set of teeth. She felt so tired to even sit up, she feels not so her. She feels so sick and doesn't want to go to the hospital. "Are you ready for our vacation today?" Armstrong asked. But just then, Clarissa felt an abnormal movement in her bowel. The force of the vomit rushed through her throat.