Eres Hermosa Frases Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry I don’t speak Spanish.” She took the necklace from me and put it back down. She then walked over to another table and picked up a bracelet, and held it out to me. I took it from her and looked it over. It was absolutely beautiful. It was a gold and silver bracelet with intricate designs. It was absolutely breathtaking. She took it out of my hand and put it on my wrist. “Usted es el niña del sol. Brilla intensamente maravillosamente dentro de usted.”(You are the girl of the sun. It’s shines intensely and wonderfully within you.)

Her alluring smile. Her captivating eyes. Her sweet smooth talks. Her addicting scent. Her whole beautiful existence. Caressing her image on the screen, I smirked, "Get ready to caged in my world, my precious Gem. Welcome to my Dark world."

He could read me like an open book where as for him he was still a mystery for me but that mystery was what I fell in love with "Oh and what were you thinking about? " "I was thinking about Hermosa dio I dunno that thing you said to me yesterday before we left home" He let out a chuckle and I stared at him pouting "Sorry doll. It's Hermosa diosa " "What does it mean? " I saw him look away for a second possible contemplating whether or not to tell me "C'mon tell me.... " "Okay. It's Spanish for beautiful goddess" He leaned into my ear to say the last part in his low and husky morning voice.

He thought to himself that this was how it felt to have a woman like Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. When Brent hesitated to speak, she simply looked back at him slightly. Her long, cascading hair cascaded over her shoulders and the sunlight poured down on her half-naked back, and Brent could see a fine, creamy layer of fluff like that of a newborn baby. "I'm just happy that you can feel your legs and that everything is going to be okay.Sir, look how warm the sun is outside." Hermosa said as she swayed her hips inviting Brent to thrust in quickly, as if relieving Brent and as if deluding herself, "Don't you think about it so much sir, nothing bad will ever happen between us again ...... um

“Do I have something on my face?” “I’ve seen a lot of pretty faces,” he said slowly. “But somehow… yours always gets me mesmerized.” I didn’t see the compliment coming, especially this one. “The Spanish would say… Eres muy hermosa.” My stomach flipped, butterflies. Real ones. “Thank you,” I said softly. “You’re not bad yourself.” He suddenly clutched his chest and started coughing. I jumped up instantly. “Jay! Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

I pulled away from the kiss smiling and I opened my eyes to see Nick smiling as well. "Eres tan hermosa, mi preciosa princesa." He said pushing hair behind my ear and his eyes landed on the small tattoo behind my left ear. (Eres tan hermosa, mi preciosa princesa- You're so beautiful my precious princess./Spanish) It was black Angel wings and behind my right one was white ones. He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arm around my waist then we walked inside the house.

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

And then he took her. **** Italian Vocabulary Bellissima means gorgeous

“You are absolutely beautiful, baby” My lips parted in a gasp as my fingers connected with my folds and I began rubbing it slowly at first and then faster, moans slipping from my lips as the momentum built up. “Let me see your face… do not close your eyes, kitten” Agosti continued, his voice soft and strong… making the pleasure race up my spine as he watched. “Jodidamente hermosa… do not fucking stop, kitten” He groaned in my ear. Fucking beautiful, my head automatically translated.

Dionysus wanted to cry in pain and shout at Zoey but Zoey's cuteness while being tipsy was stopping him. "Hmm. What's the Spanish for 'you're beautiful'? Just curious, you know." "'You're beautiful'? Why would you ask that first? Are you gay?" Dionysus blew a deep breath. He doesn't want to repeat himself anymore. "Just answer the god-damned question." "Well. 'You're beautiful' in Spanish is 'eres hermosa' when you're referring to a girl and 'eres hermoso' when you're talking to a boy." "Really?" Then, Dionysus smiled. "Zoey, eres hermosa."