Lovesong Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

cook noodles tomorrow, he would certainly perform the biggest drama of this year. She was a fool that made him headache. She decided to be stupid as he thought she was. She would see what he could do to her? He sighed, with his eyes mixed with helplessness and connivance. "Which song do you want to listen?" "The song you sang last time, that 'waiting for you'." A triumphant smile crept over her face. His magnetic voice came from the quiet room. She closed her eyes and gradually calmed down. Maybe she was really sleepy, but she couldn't sleep just yet. At least she had to let him sing this one song ten times before letting him go. "Freezing guy, you have such a nice voice. It's a pity that y

Roman replied then he started the song with a melody voice so low and sweet to hear. "🎼 The journey is so long..., that no one can predict.... but all that matters is love..., till death do us part....., Let us love(chorus)( 3*) even if we don't know where the journey will end... let us love, even if we have lost so many of all our loved ones... let us love.....(3*)🎼. Every one of them were thinking about those they have lost and waters started falling on they're cheeks. Then everyone take the chorus and sing along with Roman, while heading to the south.

Meanwhile, Annabeth Cates stood in the crowd and looked up at him with the rest. Although many people were around, there wasn’t any disruptive noise when Josh Batton really started to sing. In the world, his voice was the only one that resounded throughout the space. “I love you like how the moth fearlessly dives into flames. “Like how fallen leaves piled up can’t be blown away by the wind. “I love you like how rivers never stop flowing. “Like how weeds in the wild can never be completely burned away.”

His gaze fell on Celina again, and a tingling spread up her neck as she waited to hear what he’d sing. His fingers skirted over the strings of the guitar as the first notes of the song filled the quiet room. Everyone had turned their attention toward the stage. The tune was familiar. It echoed the precious time she and Gabe spent together. It was steady, smooth, and comforting. When he began to sing, she wrapped her attention around every word. It was a love song. One she was certain he’d written with her in mind. It was a perfect mirror of their love. Love. That’s what it was. It was a love song because it was written in the presence of feelings that couldn’t be contained.

I knew that, but I'd be damned if I died without her knowing. "The song is about a man who loved the same woman his whole life, Olive. Aishiteimasu is the title. In Japanese culture, I love you is a big deal. Aishiteimasu is for your forever person," I explained to her, heart heavy with the need to declare my love to her. "You suck, Chance," she sassed me, bursting out into full on ugly crying. "I love you, Olivia," I said, confirming Marino's suspicions. She was my Helen of Troy after all. Once the words emerged from my dry throat, they wouldn't stop coming. "Just you. I have always loved you and I always will."

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

SELENA'S POV The sun rays escaped the guarding of the curtains and trickled on my face causing me to stir awake, turning and tossing on the huge comfy bed. I sat up and glared at the curtains for not doing its job properly. I wasn't a morning person and I hated the sun. Jace wasn't in the room... great! You scared him away with your blabbing. I just hope he didn't hear me confessing my undying love for Lee Yeon in my sleep.

“How can you treat me like this? We’ve known each other since we were kids! Have you forgotten? When we were little, you said you’d marry me. You even chased away the boys who dared to come near me. “And when I was abroad, all I had to do was say I missed you, and you’d fly over immediately! “Callum, you love me! You just don’t realize it yet!” Her words were like nails sealing the coffin of the argument I had made days ago—how he used the guise of sibling affection to blur the lines of propriety. His face darkened instantly and he shook her off as if her touch burned him. “It’s Eloise that I love,” he stated with cold finality.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.