Definition Of Amore Novels & Stories

"Call it general curiosity." "Promise to keep both hands on the wheel and I'll tell you." Councilman Harvey placed his hands on the wheel and waited for Amari to answer his questions. "I don't know what love is. Truthfully, I'm too young to know what it is. I can't define it and I can't put it into words. Do we have a bond and a connection? Yes. But are any of us truly in love? We're born and told one day that we'll have a soul mate that the Moon Goddess specially created for us. Sometimes, we're lucky to find them. Other times, not so much. Having a mate doesn't guarantee that you love them. Yes, there is an automatic sexual chemistry, but I doubt it's love."

"Oh, honey, I'm not trying to take your place, or your mother's. I really like your father, and we're having a great time getting to know each other, that's all it is right now. No one said anything about marriage or anything, so you don't need to get worked up about that. Not now, let's jusst get to know each other, okay? I think that would really make your dad happy." For some reason, my words brought the anger back. In fact, Amora looked so angry, with her red face and clenched fists, that it made me worried for her. "You don't know what makes him happy," she spat. I lifted my hnds and sple spftly, hoping to calm her down. "You're right, lets just take a break, maybe go in the back and ha

Something about that word pulled restless strings of my heart, creating a harmony with his beats. I slowed down and rotated my hips over him like he said. “Good girl… oh fuck... just like that… yeah…” Amor shut his eyes, groaning. My body was a mess. I could feel him getting harder, and I loved it. “Amor!” I moaned out, panting over him. “Yes, amoris…” “What does that word mean?” I asked, being on the brink of losing my control at any moment. He feels so good. I was about to come, but I wanted this to last a little longer. Not so soon.

His heart jumped with joy, and he wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her there forever. “I’m honored, amore mio!” Amelia smiled, her cheeks coloring at the endearment he used for the second time since he arrived on her doorstep. She knew what the word 'amore’ meant. It meant love! She understood what ‘mio’ meant. It meant my. She had searched for a way to confess her feelings to him in Italian. It made her understand a few endearments in the language she loved. So, Matteo called her my love in his native tongue!

she whispered dragging the word. He grimaced as if he wanted to bite her “I'm sure you think otherwise. Isn't this what everyone wants? Especially we like each other.” "I thought you were underestimating my feelings." Liam pushed Amora so she sat up straight again. “I not only like Amora but also love her. It means I will respect her wish even if it goes against mine.” She rolled her eyes and then almost fell over. “Ugggggh so boring!!!” Her wolf said lying on her back

, asks Gabe. “Honey, I think”, she says to him, making me chuckle, but I nod that she was right. “Mi amante” (my lover)? Oh my God yes, just not in public! “You can’t say that in front of anyone who would understand you, Amory! My mother would die if she heard you say that”, I tell her as she laughs. “Why?”, says Gabe as she laughs even harder. “She just called me her lover”, I tell him as I grew red in the face, but he laughs too. “That’s why you two get along so well, you’re both deranged thinking that’s funny”!

“Why are you getting angry at me? She is trouble and I can feel it in my bone. Just let her leave Apha Duncan. Her reasons for coming back ain’t a good one I’m sure.” “Why are you trying to turn this around on me?” he asked, his voice rising. “You’re the one who’s getting upset over nothing. Amora is just a friend, and she has a right to be here just as uch as anyone else. And I won’t ask her to leave because you’re feeling jealous. That’s not fair to her, and it’s not fair to me.”

He whispered, cupping Justine's tear stained face. He stared at him for a long time, heart aching to see someone so precious as Justine breaking down in front of his eyes. "You know what's your only fault?" He wiped his tears as he smiled at him. "Your only fault is loving someone so much...someone who doesn't deserve your love." Bob was crying as he smiled at the brunet. "But even that isn't something you should be sorry about." Bob wiped the tears on Justine's eyes. "Because loving is never wrong." He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him.

Aamon growled as he threw me on the bed, tearing off my clothes before entering me. It didn’t surprise me that my ex was rock-hard and ready again so soon. Aamon had always been a passionate lover with immense stamina. He repeated the words like a sacred mantra: "You're mine. You've always been mine. I love you, Grace, my Love." With each declaration, he marked my body as his own until we lay together, spent and overwhelmed by the emotions we had denied for far too long. I drifted off to sleep with Aamon stroking my hair, whispering, “Mój, zawsze byłeś mój. Kocham Cię Grace, moja Miłość,” yet again.

NICCOLO RUFFALO After raising a toast and with little talk Ari drifted away from me towards the 'richies' she mentioned I'm sure she must be cursing all of them in her little. Proud would be an understatement for the way she handled my ex-business partner, I was satisfied by the way she pronounced that I'm the only one who's allowed to call her by her nickname. I enjoyed it, wearing a proud smirk on my face yet pissed off at the fact that he dared to approach my wife and grip her hand tight so that she couldn't let go. But gladly Amorina has claws that she could defend herself. I glanced at Ari's direction from time to time, making sure to keep her safe since we were in the den of criminals