Darling Dearest Novels & Stories

Destiny hugged his neck tightly, mumbling, “Des Des missed Dada.” “Oh, did you?” he asked, amused. The little girl nodded earnestly. “Dessie,” Darcy said, gesturing toward Anastasia, “This is your sister-in-law. Remember I told you about your big brother Damien?” Destiny’s eyes sparkled and she quickly nodded. “She is his wife,” Darcy continued. Destiny looked confused for a moment and asked, “But Mama is Dada’s wife.” Darcy chuckled, “Yes, but Anna is Damien’s wife.”

He says, and I ignore him. I don’t care about his explanation now. Me: What did you and my brother talk about? Darling: Romeo said I’m breedable. I burst out laughing so hard my stomach hurt. Me: There’s no way he used the word breedable. Darling: I swear on everything. He actually called me breedable. So that’s what you get thinking I can’t handle you. Me: Being breedable doesn’t mean you can’t get hurt by Xevier. Don’t go stirring up trouble.

Sumico sniffled for quite several times again. “It’s only you who are the most suitable to me, Sumi Darling… Nobody else… No any other girls… I don’t wanna get married with any other girls except you. In my heart, soul and mind, you’re the most beautiful and the gentlest. You’ve got the prime as well as the main position in my heart, soul and mind, Sumi Darling. Don’t cry again… Don’t go away… Don’t ever leave me… Okay?” muttered Virando lovingly and adorably.

She looked like a tiny doll that might shatter with just a whisper. The moment I entered, she slowly turned her head toward me. "Sweetheart," I murmured, taking her hand. She gave me a faint, radiant smile, her pale face so heartbreakingly beautiful. I blinked back the tears that blurred my vision, struggling to hold myself together. Molly deserved a happy ending, even if it was just these final moments. I forced a smile, despite the ache in my chest. She lifted her hand, resting it gently on my arm. "Mom, don't cry," she whispered, blinking at me. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Hyde nodded, "Don't be so protective, says the person who materialized out of thin air when Amy was interrupted." Jeremy was speechless. The new song, My Dearest Delusion, was the story of a girl who ran away from her wedding after becoming disillusioned with love, stumbled through her escape, and unexpectedly found her true love along the way. Amy prepared a beautiful, intricately-woven wedding dress, and a pair of white high-heels that were especially suited for running away from weddings.

Hearing his gentle words, Jenny smiled. The next morning, it was Sunday. So, Jenny had already changed the alarm to wake up late. As she woke up, she saw George in his formals and was ready to in some important place. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Mr. George, where are you going? Today is Sunday!" George sat in the bed, kissed her forehead, and spoke, "Jenny, Sunday is for you. I am going on a business trip. Take care of yourself." Getting a kiss on the forehead was the last thing Jenny would have expected from the contract marriage. She could only speak, "When would you come?"

“darling, I'm sorry for your loss, do you wish to return to your kingdom now that everything has happened?" Knox's breath caught in his throat as he shook his head, his breath hitched at her endearment. “It would have happened anyway. The person behind it is trying to lure me out.” He then pulls her close to him. Her body collided with his, causing her to gasp. She raised her head and batted her gorgeous eyes at him making him growl, “Don't think you can escape after this just because of what you just called me.” "What's that?" Delaney asked, feigning ignorance. What, you mean, darling?"

I want Darwin. I can be so crazy in love and act like a mad person but the truth is that when I feel such in my heart, it hardly fades away. I feel so lighted within me when I close my eyes and see him call me "Yifa darling". I smiled and turned myself on the bed. Acting like a little girl in love. I don't know when I fell asleep. It was morning and I woke late. Perhaps it was because I had the most beautiful sleep ever.

“I'm going to marry you, not her.” Penny went silent for a second. “You promise?” She asked. She was feeling so insecure. Bradley nodded. “I promise,” he said. He leaned closer to her and kissed her lips. “You are the only woman I want in this life, and the next.” A pout formed on Penny's lips. “I'm not a woman. I'm just a girl,” she said. Bradley chuckled. “Okay! My bad!” He said. “You are just a girl. The most beautiful of them all.”

Andrea's apartment... Andrea finally got up to fully read the note on the card accompanying the package once again. 'How on Earth could I think such a narcissistic rich brat would be so nice to me?' she thought with a dejected sigh, still staring at the note which said, 'Sweet dreams dearest Andrea. Hope you can join me for breakfast tomorrow. Time and place are at your discretion...if you do accept my invitation, of course. No pressure though....if you're not available tomorrow. There's the entire festive season ahead of us. Love, Austin.'