Love Is The Sweetest Thing Mga Nobela at Kwento

, Edin said looking at her. "You're always welcome", Erica said smiling. "What's the name of your cologne, I really like the scent", she said inhaling the scent. "Oh thanks, it's Black Emotion", he said with pride. "How much does it cost?", she asked again. "100 euro", he said. "That's quite expensive, anyway I will try and get it because I have fallen in love with it", she said laughing. "It's mostly for male while don't you buy Loveliness, it is the cologne Kira likes because I got it for her and I think you will like it too", he said remembering how I thanked him for it.

On those nights, he would hold little Starla in his arms, pointing at the falling stars, and say, “Starla, do you know? To me, you’re just like this meteor shower.” The winter air was freezing, but she nestled in his warm embrace, looking up at him with innocent eyes. “What does that mean?” “You’re the brightest star in my heart, just like the aurora—you bring me happiness.” That one sentence was engraved in Starla’s heart for ten whole years. But now… She turned to look at the empty villa, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

He knew her temper and once she got angry she could kill him without a second thought. Don't get it wrong Sabrina was sweet but when she got angry the world would suffer. After saying those words he gave her some ice cream to calm her down and it always worked every single time. "you are lucky you know that." "Anyway how is you girlfriend. When can I see her again." Johnny was her partner in crime. every time they were together she felt carefree and relaxed around him. She looked at him and hoped that he could live a happy life. ***FLASHBACK****

These were real tears coming from the boy who never cried. My chest heaved with ugly sobs. I was literally caught—Soren’s body still joined with mine and Simon’s hand outstretched like salvation. The sirens were deafening now, they were closer to us. I could hear the tires crunching on the dirt road. My phone rang and I saw Mia’s name flashing on Simon’s screen too but he ignored it, his eyes locked on me. “Choose safety,” he whispered, his voice full of the love he was trying to bury under “brother.” “Or choose fire. But know that if you pick him… I’ll still be here picking up every piece he leaves behind. Because I can’t stop loving you either.”

Life is worth living, Love makes it sweeter. - - THE END

Power disguised itself as pleasure. “Nothing interests you?” Hugo asked quietly. “I’m married,” I replied flatly. He chuckled. “Marriage has never stopped powerful men.” I ignored him. Then the auctioneer’s voice rose above the noise. “And now,” he announced dramatically, “the highlight of tonight’s collection… the diamond of the evening. Welcome… Blue.” She stepped onto the stage. And everything inside me froze. The room blurred. Conversations faded. The world narrowed until nothing existed but her. Black dress.

I just wanted to hear the words. Ethan struggled to come up with the words but one peck from me, he smiled adoringly, Brushing my hair out of my face. “When have I not loved you? You are dumb for someone who writes a romance” I peered up at him, my chest almost swollen from his sweetest words. “Just say the word,” I urged, pushing him a little.

Love Love ~.............................~

“I won’t, I love you so much, Sugar.” “Sugar this sugar that, is that because I’m the sweetest you have ever had? You haven’t even eaten me yet, how do you know?” “Oh please, don’t start.”

Amore smiled before closing her eyes again. "I love you so much Liam so I promise I'll take care of you. I hope you'll be careful there too," she whispered, then fell asleep again. Life is like a fruit salad, with a variety of fruit ingredients. Fruits are like strange events that give flavor to human life. There is sweet, there is sour, it is acrid and there is no taste but when mixed with cream or mayonnaise the taste comes out. Like human life, without sweetened love it is useless. It's like something that just rusts and is just thrown away like garbage.