La Rosa De Guadalupe Claro Que Te Amo Novels & Stories

He's her pillar, same way as she is his. "What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He teased as he pulled her out of her train of thoughts. She blinked her eyes and smiled at him. "I'm just lucky to have you. That's all." She blushed and he teasingly pinched her nose. "And I'm more lucky to have you in my life mi amor. Eres el mejor mi amor. Te quiero mucho." He said as he dropped a soft kiss on her forehead. "What...what did you say?" She asked. She only knew what mi amor means.

“I want you, Rosa.” And there it was.

Her eyes were the same colour as mine and her black hair that had an effortless wave to it. “Tu, mio dolce piccolo tesoro, sei un dono del cielo. Entrambi ti amiamo moltissimo, non perdere mai la tua luce brillante. Usalo per ariutare e guidare gli altri. Ti amo, bambina mia.” (You, my sweet little treasure, are a gift from the heavens. We both love you very much, never lose your bright light. Use it to help and guide others. I love you, my baby girl.) she would then kiss my forehead before taking my hand in hers and we would leave the room.

But I was too gone to comprehend what happened. …… Sleep now, dear darling, My bud of tuberose flowers. Softly go to sleep Like the bee on the flower. Duerme ya, dulce bien Mi capullo de nardo. Despacito duérmete como la abeja en la flor. Sleep now, dear darling, Sleep now, sweet love You'll have sweet dreams While hearing my song. Duerme ya, dulce bien Duerme ya, dulce amor Dulces sueños tendrás

The smell of freshly brewed coffee still lingered in the kitchen when Rosa cupped my face between her hands. Her palms were warm, calloused by time and work, and there was something deeply ceremonial about the way she held me — as if she were trying to memorize my features before letting us walk into whatever waited beyond the ranch gates. “Go with God, niña,” she murmured softly, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “And remember… those who walk in truth never walk alone.”

Watermelon… Cucumber… Cantelope… Wet pennies… No, that’s blood! Amory rubs her face into my chest as she lays asleep in my arms, but she’s already begun to bleed. When she inhales deeply and sighs, I kiss her down her neck until she moans. “Mmmm, mi Amor”, (my love) I said in my sleepy state. “No quiero dejarte ir, pero huelo sangre”, (I don’t want to let you go, but I smell blood) I told her, making her jump.

Together, they bowed their heads as Rosa led them in prayer. When the prayer ended, Rosa spoke first, her voice thick with emotion. "Mi querida Carmen," she began, "I miss you every day. But today...today your daughter has come to see you." Her voice broke slightly. "I hope you can see her from heaven, see how beautiful and strong she has become."

{My beautiful} We pull away for air, looking deep into each other's eyes, “I can't stay away from you Rosa mea, if it's the last thing I do, I will break this curse. You are mine, marked or unmarked.” Kye says with determination in his voice. {My rose} ⤝⧫⤞

I choked out, my body twitching at his retribution. My legs gave out from exhaustion, weariness overtaking me. “I’m sorry, Klaus,” I cried under my blindfold, curling on the bedcovers, whimpering my apologies to him. Klaus sighed, freeing my hand from the bounds, scooping my body from the bed as he removed the scarf around my head. My eyes took time to adjust to the light, meeting his misting one when my irises finally did. He nuzzled my cheek with his nose, his thumb wiping away my tears. “You’re the only one who can end me, Rose,” he said, voice shaking. “You hold my life in your palms. il mio unico amore.” (my only love)

"My all, my light in darkness, and my source of joy, Ania. I would be lying if I said that I have exact words for you. You pulled me out of a hole I never thought I would get out of. You showed the most beautiful side of this life compared to the ugly one I knew and got used to from the beginning. When the dark cloud befell us, you danced with me through it all. You never got tired, and you never left. I am nothing without you, Tania Marie Lawson. God bless you for me, mi amor. Te amo mucho. Eres mi Vida." "Te amo mucho, mi amore. Eres mi Vida." I whisper, and as the room is filled with the clicking of glasses followed by loud shouts of joy and clapping, we draw our faces to each other, alig