Cerita Cinta Malam Novels & Stories

whispered Aryan hoarsely as he pulled Laura's hand which was covering his face. The cold air in Malang City did not dampen the passion for their hot romance, in fact the activity was repeated again, giving each other warmth and pleasure until they were both tired and fell asleep.

Claire’s head rested on his chest, where her fingers lightly grazed over his torso. He contentedly looked down at his fingers, unconsciously weaving through her hair. “I think we gave the neighbors a run for their money. Wouldn’t you agree?” Her laughter echoed off the bedroom walls. It was a sweet melody to his ears. Mal kissed the top of her head as she quickly drifted off to sleep. “Mal?” “Yes, Claire?” “I love you. Will you stay with me tonight?” She delved deeper into his embrace as he pulled her tighter against him. “I’ll stay with you as long as you want, Little One…” The sound of her little snores interrupted him. “I love you as well, Claire.” He fell asleep within a few minutes, his

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

As we embarked on our journey back home, the memories of our passionate encounter enveloped my heart, etching themselves as indelible imprints of desire and longing. The rain, with its gentle patter against the car's windows, mirrored the rhythm of our hearts intertwined in a dance of love and passion. It was a testament to the raw connection we shared, a connection that transcended mere words. In the quietude of the car, I couldn't help but reflect on Manang Sela's words from the previous night. Indeed, our understanding went beyond verbal communication. It was a silent language spoken by our hearts, a language of longing, desire, and unspoken promises. Our hearts beat in unison, conveying

After the birthday party was over, while our guests were saying their final goodbye here and there, I briskly walked out of the hall and into our bedroom, to check if everything was in place. The room was dimly lit with candles scattered around the floor as its source of illumination. The smell of the roses enveloped the room, creating a romantic atmosphere. I put on a piece of slow but soft-flowing music. “All I need is your love tonight,” I sang, alongside the music playing in the background. I paced back and forth, staring at the huge clock at intervals. “Why the fuck is she not here?” I asked, growing impatient. In less than a second, the door creaked open.

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I had no idea how that mafia crap worked. "I get it," Ben broke the silence. "You're not sure, but no one's rushing you. It's your decision to make. I'd love to stay, but I need to get going; I want to get some things taken care of before my vacation ends. Are we still on for five o clock tomorrow?" "Yeah," Adam answered. "Okay. I'll see you all tomorrow." "Bye." I looked at Nightingale, who was now sleeping in my arms. It was amazing how one look at her could erase all my worries. Adam nuzzled his nose in my neck and softly whispered, "I love you."

"Randall, you're a selfish bastard! You don't understand what love is at all! You don't deserve to be loved!" I listened to her insults, yet I didn't feel the slightest ripple in my heart. Maybe she was right. Maybe I didn't know what love was, but at least I finally understood what it meant to let go. "I wish you happiness, Celina," I said before hanging up. Her tirade was cut off abruptly. I let out a long breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief. However, when I looked up, I found my parents standing not far away, watching me with complicated expressions on their faces.

That had to stand for something. My body still tingled from his touch. My heart still swelled from his words. For the first time in my life, I was really and truly in love. So many people never find the kind of love that we had. It was an amazing thing. What was even more amazing was how quickly it happened. It was literally overnight! “Do you believe in love at first sight?” I asked when Chris entered with a cup of coffee and some Danish. “You were supposed to check in with either me or Roger. I spoke with Roger and he didn’t hear from you. Neither did I,” she complained. “Not very responsible, Gertie.”

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.