Carta Para Una Persona Especial Novels & Stories

Sonia said hesitantly. "That is my dream guy's card!" Mandy grabbed Sonia's arm and started shaking it. It was obvious that she was not going to stop until she got what she wanted. Sonia sighed and took Daniel's credit card from the room. Mandy took the card and looked at it carefully. The surface of the card was silver and black, and in the middle of it was a low-key, simple, and unique character. Just as she was about to turn over the card, Eva snatched it away. "Wow, this card is so unique. Can you get your name carved on a card? Is that a symbol of his last name? Where can I get one? I want to get one too!"

"And before I forget, my uncle wanted to know if you had a...I don't know how you say it in English, but a tarjeta? A card for—" "A business card?" Surprisingly, Alejandro almost laughs at his own mistake. "Yes, sorry. A business card." I fumble through my small wallet (which is harder to do since my hands are shaking uncontrollably) until I pull out an older business card of mine and hand it to him. He flips it back and forth through his fingers; it almost looks like the wolf on his hand is trying to eat the card itself. "My assistant's phone number is on there, as well as my work e***l."

I whispered lowering my head. "Don't thank us Phemie, we love you," Evelyn spoke up stacking my magazines together on the coffee table. "Yes, we do. Now we are going to the spa today, we all need to relax and wash away bad intentions," Cami handed me clothes to change into. "Of course, Max was gracious enough to give me his card, he sends his good wishes," She smiled grabbing the gold card from her back pocket.

"So, I have a couple of ideas for a special Valentine's Day." I crouched to my knees and sat next to him. "Yeah?" "We could decorate the gym with roses and balloons and surprise her with it." I scoffed, "I want something more special." "Well, only you know her well. Think of something that's special to her, then do it." For the first time, Carter was right. Only I knew Jenna, and only I knew what she considered special and what she considered ordinary. And I knew exactly what I needed to do.

More couples are dancing to the slow rhythm, some are on their tables eating with their loved ones, and sone arer just watching but you can see how genuine their happiness is. I silently sat down in the corner and quietly reading the letters. Each word that I read just give off magic. It has something between the lines and how the words are being gathered, and how each portrays eternal feeling of relief. But,there's this one letter that has no name writen on it. It's a light brown paper with some dried petals on the front page. I opened it and it made me stop breathing for seconds. It says: To my moon. I love you the most.

She quickly grabbed it and opened it, unfolding the note inside. Dear Cara, Hello there! How are you? I’ll see you today in your class. Hope to meet you again soon. Lovingly Yours, Mr. Smith Cara’s breath caught in her throat. Mr. Smith? The letter was unsettling. Who was this person, and how did they know so much about her? She suddenly felt very exposed, as if someone had been watching her all along. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being followed. And who was this mysterious Mr. Smith?

Catherine is walking in my way her school uniform is messy and her makeup is not presentable. After a few steps, I saw that she had a red mark on her right neck. She just stared at me and smirked. What a creepy woman. She did not say anything that meant words to me it was just weird. A letter has been sent by a man to me in my home. It is a red letter with a beautiful flower in it. He is so romantic that he decorated it to my liking. I open the letter and it says like this. “ Dear my love I know that you are my special loved one. You will be my other half and will be my partner since I am alive. I will meet you tomorrow at 5 a.m. in the forest". Sincerely Jazzen.

That was a picture where he's flexing the cartier watch I gave him last Christmas, while he's holding a white paper. Besides the fact that I was thrilled because he f-in-lexed the cartier watch I gave him, which is now Stacy's, another thing that made my heart flutter was his caption. He says he really loves the woman who gave him the watch---of course, Eli... I love you, too. Suddenly, someone ruined my fantasy when I received a text message. I was busy eating breakfast when I received a message from a sender I didn't know. From: 0965*******

It was taken a year ago, his mind traveled, remembering the memory. “You can ask me anything, I’ll give you!” He said and he was thinking she might want something luxurious for her birthday gifts. Previously, she never asked for birthday gifts and Martin just randomly chose presents for her. For this time, he already prepared a special present for her, a private jet designed based on her taste. But what next that Martin heard made him surprised. “I want to have a picture with you” Stephanie said it with hesitation, afraid if Martin doesn’t like it “We never take pictures together. I know many news have our pictures but it feels different if we take it personally. I want to have one which I c

She answered seriously that gained Adam's low chuckles. “But isn’t this for love letters only? To write something on it and send this to the person you love like what humans often do?” “Ohw.” Kenny laughed. “That's why this is familiar.” “Well, I don’t have someone for now.” Nico reacted. She giggled before looking at the four. She realized something while looking at their reactions. Although they’re all well-built, good-looking, powerful, and almost perfect, but still they don’t have lovers. “Keep that card and if you fall in love in the future, write all your confessions there and put it inside the envelope. Then give it to that lucky person. Well, just a friendly advice.” She shrugged her