Bunga Love Novels & Stories

With Love, The Cloud.

"The burgundy ranunculus you wanted for your wedding—it’s her favorite too. Is that what you meant?" "Yes." Bonita's whisper felt like a cry amidst a battlefield. The burgundy ranunculus wasn’t her choice. It was Benjamin’s. Bonita’s composure shattered. Her mind reeled, connecting scattered pieces of the puzzle. Her body felt nothing but emptiness. ***

He too was angry so angry that he said if they love each other so much that they break the rules fine then I shall cast a curse on them and make sure the angel gets too by telling the angel queen. What's the queen was told of this secret love she was also furious and said she'll work together with the Devil only once and they put a curse on the both of them. They always felt very cold or hot and too close to each other but would also be in grave pain went too far from each other and that once they die their souls will keep going into others' bodies forever making their love unbearable and painful. Once they knew about this curse, they wherein happy but after a while the curse took effect and

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"Wake up and come see the view, Bells." I roll on my other side, trying to get rid or the stinging light shining into my eyes. I heard what Josh said to me last night. Probably the most cliché thing that could happen. Someone whispering the first 'I love you' just before you nod off into sleep. It's something I've read in so many Romance novels since I was a little girl who absolutely melted for those kind of things.

All the characters solely belong to me, the resemblance to any living or dead is a mere coincidence . Do follow me in insta as agni_aastha. where you can watch my character sketch and aesthetic. ❤❤theme song- Chainsmokers all we know❤ Fighting flames of fire Hang onto burning wires We don't care anymore Are we fading lovers? We keep wasting colors Maybe we should let this go We're fallin' apart, still we hold together We've passed the end, so we chase forever

Like bubbles of joy that won’t stop rising. We swing by the bar where the dickwad works, but they aren’t open yet, so we head to my place to shower and for me to change clothes. When I get out of the shower, I find fresh jars of flowers on the kitchen table, coffee table, end table and dresser. I smile and shake my head with disbelief. Jasmine. Bringing color to the world everywhere she goes. Crazy, wonderful woman. I catch her around the waist and pull her in for a kiss. “Ready?”

Carlos stopped in front of an old-style villa. Pink roses were growing outside, and the lawn was meticulously maintained. He looked up at the first window on the second floor and willed the drapes to open. Alas, he was no magician, and they did not bend to his will. He sighed as he whispered his love’s name: “Crystal….”

“Are you going to sleep now?” “Yeah..” She mumbled. “Okay.. I’ll watch you sleep then. Good night.. I love you..” “Mn..” Lucas cleared his throat. “I love you..” He repeated. “Mn!” “I love you, my Diana, my one and only love.” Her cheeks blushed at his words. “Ugh. Love you too! Good night!” She turned her head away from the camera, not showing him the face that is now beet red.

Her face ashened. Luveas groaned. "I don't know. But, something is searing my skin..." He unbuttoned his shirt and glanced at his left pectoral. A black rose tattoo, the same as what Amethyst had, appeared on his skin. "How did I get this...?" he mumbled in dismay. Amethyst immediately knelt, pushed his hands away and kissed the rose tattoo. She had no idea why she took that bold move but she just did. Meanwhile, Luveas froze where he knelt. He forgot about the pain. He was stumped by her unexpected move. Then, he heard her say something assuring.