Hello Darling Novels & Stories

The piano had a beautiful name, too;”Darling Sunshine". Daphne couldn't help but stroke the shiny black lid in awe. Resting on top of the lid was a red rose. Suddenly,Daphne remembered that after they had sex last night,Griffin had held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "You are my darling sunshine.” Her face burned from shyness. It turned out that Griffin was such a romantic! Seeing the happy expression on her face,Miranda beamed at her. "Miss Howard, how about you try it out? I'd love to hear you play."

“You are so beautiful.” The dog barked once, feeling unfamiliar with Charlotte. Its howl managed to make the homeowner open the door. A man, roughly Charlotte’s age, stood at the door. A man with reddish hair and hazel-brown eyes squinted at Charlotte. “Wow, you’re even prettier than in the picture,” the man said. Charlotte chuckled softly. “Excuse me?” “Oh, sorry…” The man extended his hand. “My name is Devon Eve, but you can call me ‘Darling.’ You must be Charlotte, right?”

Lavender asked with a blissful smile. Jonah was startled. Lavender wondered what he had in mind. But before she could ask, the sales associate's phone rang. "Excuse me, I need to get this," the sales associate apologized. Then, she quickly walked away to answer the phone. "Luckily, we found this wedding dress today. I feel like it's meant to be mine. I couldn't take my eyes off it when I saw it. It looks just like the dress I've been dreaming of." Lavender was deeply fond of the dress.

I pulled it out of the bag and saw an unknown number flashing on the screen, I swiped the green option to answer the call, “Hello” I said as I placed the phone on my ear “Good luck for the match today Zara Darling” the voice from the other end of the phone said. It was the voice which I can even resemble in my sleep. The voice I hated the most. The voice, whose owner I wanted to see. It was him.

Could they really see through me? “You should d******d ALLURE,” She said, with a wink. Her phone screen lit up, and she waved it with a smile. “Everybody needs a little secret.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play innocent now, Reese,” Anna interrupted, gliding her manicured hand around the rim of her dirty martini glass. “ALLURE is exactly what you need. That's where the real magic happens—Private, discreet, top-tier men only, darling.” “It's a dating app,” Sophie said lightly.

Dean thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, but I really did follow the crowd to the platform on the other side, with the destination displayed for Capitol City. Only then did he realize that when I said we weren’t heading the same way, I meant it. I hadn’t been sulking or throwing a tantrum. Almost instinctively, he pulled out his phone and tried to call me. “The number you have dialed is not in service. Please try again.” The cold, mechanical female voice echoed in his ear.

Warm, cozy arms took her, lifting her up and embracing her, but she couldn't tell if this was really happening or if it was a memory. It was a lullaby. Yes, that was what was looping in her head. And the lyrics were one of the most beautiful things she had ever heard. You're the light of my life, my dear My love for you will always be near With every breath that I take I'll cherish you, my heart awake Sleep tight, my precious one Dream sweet dreams until the morning sun I'll be here, holding you tight My love for you, forever bright Smiling, Emanuele surrendered to that song, not fearing the Death that was approaching to take her away...

He caressed the soft heaven on his hands, enjoying the sensation her lips gave him. Knowing that she went here for something, his deep voice sounded his question. "Did you need something, querida?" [Darling] Her blush deepened. his voice was so deep and doing unknown things to him. He was just so intense. "U-uhm..." she squeaked, clearing her throat before continuing "B-breakfast?" Ah, so that's what. He smirked down at her, watching her face turning redder. If that was even possible. "Hmm. Si, el desayuno." he spoke, his mother tongue reaching her ears. [Yes, breakfast] "Vamonos, mi querida." [Let's go, my darling]

Her hand holding the little spoon laid on her lap as her eyes remained glued to the stage. The singer sang “Hello” by CHEN. A desolate song with a sorrowful melody. A song about a letter written to a loved one. A letter that couldn't be delivered. A letter that conveyed their thoughts, worries and words of love for their very important person. The very important person they fell out with. Once again, she's reminded of her failed love.

She faced her and said, "I will be waiting for your bullet in my skull, darling." "I'll be waiting for your bullet in my skull, darling."