Novelas y relatos de Buenos Dias Amor Mio

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

I mumble, my voice rough with sleep. “Good morning, Amore Mio,” he rasps, his voice hoarse from waking up as he presses a lingering kiss to my lips, savouring my warmth. My heart flutters at his endearment, the words melting into me like honey. I wish he would never stop calling me that. “Good morning,” I whisper, revelling in the feeling of waking up in his arms. A contented sigh escapes my lips as my hands drift over his bare back, tracing the contours of his toned muscles, feeling them flex beneath my fingertips.

She then takes my face in her hands -Mi amor como estas, Dios mio te has vuelto aún más hermosa mira como has crecido. (my love how are you, Oh my God you have become even more beautiful look how you have grown). She looks like she's about to cry. Te extrañé mucho mi hija.(I missed you so much my darling) I just nod my head, not knowing how to respond to this outpouring of love. She moves away from me to leave room for my father

And just immediately, the huge door was pushed wide open, and someone dressed elegantly in a suit began to walk into the room but the sunlight was too much that I could not see properly, I used my hand to cover my eyes till the person was close “Mi amor” I heard that voice that I will recognize even in my grave and their only one person that calls me Amor, which means…….my eyes widened in surprise as I slowly took my hand away from my eyes and there he stood, My man, My sunshine My everything The only reason why I chose to live again “Edwardo…?” I called as tears streamed down my eyes, and that's when I realized that everybody else in the room was gone and it was just us now,

Bye now. L - Bye. _____________ Back to real life Luciano, Luciano, Luciano. I should not be finding myself smiling at his message yet I do. 'Amore Mio'. Italian for my love. When he called me that I could feel the rise of butterflies already in my stomach. I should not be feeling butterflies for him of all people and it was all from him calling me, 'amore mio'. Crazy crazy crazy girl.

So I turn Amory to face me, I lift her into my arms as she locks her legs around me, and kiss her as I push myself into her. Amory whimpers and moans out into my mouth, before biting my bottom lip. When she lets go, I suck on her neck like a vacuum not giving a fuck if it marks her or not! She screams out my name and trembles through her orgasm before I release right into her. I mean, she’s probably pregnant right now anyway so what difference does it make at this point? “Mi Amor, solo yo de ahora en adelante. Eres mío”, (my love, only me from now on. You’re mine) I say through my huskiness as she leans back against the wall while still in my arms. “Solo tuyo”, (only yours) she whines. “Siem

I think, “I think I’ve met everyone. Except Joe but Kehlani was a little worried about me meeting him.” “I see, Joe is a cabrón most the time, but he means well.” {bastard} “Why are y’all friends if he’s so bad?” He chuckles, “that is something I’ll let you find out for yourself, mi amor.” I don’t know any Spanish, but I’m pretty sure ‘mi amor’ is a term of endearment? Footsteps come up behind me, the sound of someone jogging reaches my ears, “your knight in shining armor is here,” Karter breathes as he wraps his arm around my shoulder and tugs me into his body.

YOU For me you are just ordinary, not a romantic figure Not a single poetic figure When I'm by your side I feel comfortable When you go there is a little miss that fairy For me, you are a friend, a friend in times of joy and sorrow Your presence makes me smile, all tiredness and confusion in the chest are gone You are a simple person, face the day with a smile 1000 prayers for you my love, healthy body, healthy also your sustenance Choose you with prayer, string hope with bismillah

he said as he introduced himself, "My name is Rogelio Grande." "And you, too..." To his question, I replied, "Graciella Martinez." "Okay, Graciella; may I ask what you're doing?" he said, addressing me by name. What is the point of knowing? He appeared to be seeking to strike up a discussion with me. "Mister, as of right now, I am looking for work," I replied. "A job? Could I please go at your resume?" "Why? " "Perhaps there is a job in my company that would be suitable for you."

Confusion showed on Dawn’s face. ‘Did he not understand what I was saying all this time? I was clearly rejecting him.’ Dawn didn’t think that Keenan was so shameless as to believe that she was saying the opposite of what she meant. Keenan placed his forehead against hers, their noses touching. “Te amo mucho, amor. Mi cielo, mi luna, mi estrella. My everything.” He spoke to her passionately. Her heart stopped for a moment.