Dulce Mga Nobela at Kwento

I thinking it's Noire, cause' nobody's else calling me Dulce for nothing. I wrap myself on my comforter, as if it can stop the voice that's calling me from outside. Let me remind you, he won't stop until he didn't get what he wanted. So expect that he won't stop, until I come out and slap him that I'm not awake! He wake me! "Dulce?" he's still not leaving me alone. Uh! It's no sense, I can't go back to sleep anymore. I should get up and ask what he need, instead of lying and sleeping. As if I could sleep again.

said Antonio with a suspicious expression . "........I didn't mean that . " said Damian . " Then , what did you mean ? " asked Antonio . " ......I am wondering if it's too bitter . " said Damian . Antonio stared at him with a dumb expression . " ...pffft....Ha ha ha ha ha !!!......Are you a kid ? " said Antonio with a laugh . " I am being serious here . " said Damian . " Okay ! Okay ! The medicine isn't too bitter . I have some candy here . Drink it then I will give them to you . " said Antonio with a smile .

He didn’t tear away his eyes at her as if there were just the two of them. “I like the color of your eyes.” He said. “They’re the color of honey.” “Thank you.” She was quite happy. No one had ever praised her for her looks. “By the way, I am Caeruleus. And you?” “My name’s Ellaine.” Now, even she can’t tear her eyes away from Caeruleus. She can hear bells ringing somewhere far away but she didn’t have the time to look away and search for it. Her eyes were fixed on the man in front of her.

Jimmy blushed. "Whoever you are and wherever you are from, I must introduce myself to you. I am Nylian, the Duke of Vulas," he politely bowed to him and gently kissed his cold hand. "Welcome to Fantasia."

“It’s okay. No pressure. I’m still having my coffee.” “Okay. I’m speeding up. Love, is Brazo de Mercedes the same as Dulce de Leche?” “No, love. Brazo is horizontal. Dulce is round.” “What if they don’t have the latter?” I’m just playing around at this point. “I don’t know.” “You can just come home. Because I almost am and will be ready to cook. It should be done in no time.” “Okay. Let me just get ready. Am I supposed to also get chips?”

"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

"More wine, sir?" He looks up at me. "Yes." I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of my face as I refill his glass. "Bella," he says, my name rolling off his tongue like a new discovery. I stop. I return the bottle into the bucket of ice. "The name suits you," he adds, looking from my name tag to my face. His speaks in a clipped tone. Almost vaguely sarcastic, but he doesn't seem like the kind to say anything he doesn't mean.

"That's beautiful, honey. Jasmine Hyden." "Hyden?!" Juicy joked. "Jasmine Robinson." "That is so mean." He said. "Well, I was going to do this on our one year anniversary but what's three or four more months." He took her hand. "Juicy Robinson, would you please grant me the honor of becoming my wife? Juicy Hyden is such a pretty name. Don't you think, babe? Juicy and Jasmine Hyden…and however many more little Hyden's we decide to create. Would you like to do that with me?"

— You have to prove it, it looks like it was made by the gods. — No! - I say interrupting. — He’s allergic to chocolate. Carlos, did you forget? — Dalia... - Carlos begins, seriously. —Dalia, dear. - says Dunny interrupting Carlos. — Do not worry, I know he is allergic, so I ordered this dessert, so he can have the pleasure of chocolate without having any reaction, or rather, will have almost an orgasm with this texture. - ends up facing me as if I were a child.