Darling Dearest Novels & Stories

“This is your new room, ma'am. If you need anything, please, do not hesitate to time the bell on your bedside table.” There's a bell to summon servants? Well, this is grand. “Sure.” I said quietly. She gave me another nod and turns to leave. When I heard the door click, I turned to the give a room a full look-over. The bed was king-sized and covered with pink bedspread. Why do they always assume girls love pink. I don't. There was a glittery chandelier in the centre of the room, the curtains were pink too but the velvet material was too grand for a room. It looked like it belonged in a palace. The place was amazing but it wasn't mine. It wasn't the room dad and I had painted ourselves on my

They exchanged a guilty glance. Darling tried to recover quickly. “We… um… cleaned the part you can see. The rest is artistically arranged chaos.” I burst into laughter. “Artistically arranged, huh?” “Yes!” Darling beamed. “We worked very hard.” Paris’s sunlight caught his curls, turning them golden. Dillion looked exactly like him—same eyes, same smile—but Darling was the more dramatic one, while Dillion carried a quiet confidence, a steadiness I admired deeply. I shook my head and sighed in mock defeat. “Fine. Shopping it is.”

Dollan climbed into Baby's bed and hugged her from the side and he kissed Baby's lips and softly said. "I miss you, Darling." *To Be Continued*

He wanted to make this special day, which only happened once in a lifetime, more memorable. There was no doubt about how Darian's heart raced when the MC began to greet the invited guests. He stood, anxiously waiting, and glanced at the beautifully decorated stairs. Not long after, the woman who had stolen his heart stood at the top of the stairs, accompanied by Yasmin and Ariel. Darian was captivated by the sight of Fahira descending the stairs gracefully in her long flowing white gown, adorned with colorful rose petals sprinkled along her path.

I moaned softly and he slide his tongue in my mouth. "Fine. I'll let you go" he whispered softly and I smiled. "Thanks babe" I giggled and pulled his lips into mine. DARRELL'S POV "Oh my God bro. This is actually beautiful, you've got great taste" I smiled softly. " Of course, I do. She deserves the best" "I agree with you. So when are you pooping the question?" "Tomorrow at her mom's wedding" "That is going to be romantic" he squealed and I rolled my eyes

In just a second, they formed well. “Wow!” Her mouth was almost ripped off due to its wide opening. “Look, Pyro! It looks like me! It's me! Crap!” She was so happy that was why he moved closer to my cheek and kissed it. “Thank you, Dearest!” Dearest? Did I hear her right? She called me Dearest? My endearment to her?

“You deserve only the best in the world, Abby.” I smiled without a word. Taylor’s breath beside me in bed settled into a long, even rhythm in the stillness of the night. I opened my eyes and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. … The phone’s screen illuminated my face in the dark. I punched my birth date, but it wasn’t the right passcode. My heart sank. I entered the date of our anniversary. Yet, I was nowhere close to unlocking his phone.

"Gemma?" "Darling works," she said, then turned to you. "But that means you can't ever call me Darling other than in bed with Sabrina, OK?" "Oh, do you have a thing about not being called certain nicknames in certain places?" you asked with a raised eyebrow. Gemma had the dignity to blush, knowing you'd trapped her on the Daddy thing. "Whatever," she said. "Alright, I'm Darling, let's start over." You all got back in place.

When the dance was over, Bea gave her some time to test her husband and she took the chance while he was choosing some desserts. "Hmm, Valrhona Chocolate Sphere. I'm impressed with the menu so far." Fatima stated while holding a wine glass in hand, and when Kirk turned to her, she took a small sip. "Sauternes Château d'Yquem 2009? Fantastic taste." "Not a lot of people know about it. I'm impressed, and thank you, Bea and I chose the menù. Well, mostly me." Kirk chuckled while holding a plate of dessert.

“From now until forever, whether in good or bad times, rich or poor, in health or sickness, happy or sad, I will always love you, cherish you, and be faithful to you, forever and ever.” “No!” A screech interrupted the sweet atmosphere. Aaron ran into the wedding as if he had exhausted all his energy. “How did you get in?” The security of this island was very strict. Everyone had to be verified before entering. “I swam here. It took me an hour! Do you know how desperate I felt in the ocean? But when I thought about you, Elena, I managed to persevere.” Aaron almost got down on his knees. “I really can’t lose you anymore. Please don’t marry him. Please come home to me.”