Mate Deutsch Novels & Stories

They were both at a loss as to how to react when Kean looked like Dean. On the one hand, they knew the difference between the twin half-brothers. Dean had a black mane, wore glasses, and was easy to get along with. As for Kean, the black mane slowly disappeared, and the look in his eyes was flat-cold and difficult to get along with. Yes, the two of them guessed Dean's personality themselves, even though they first saw his appearance through Kean. "Confused, ah, more confused, what should I call you?" Denish, who had been silent, began to speak and was spontaneous again.

he said to me, testing my Deutsch with a smile. “Pils, bitte,” I said, not bothering to point out that we both knew a beer was a pilsner unless otherwise specified. “Gross oder klein?” “Gross . . . natürlisch.” “Natürlisch!” he repeated, and winked at me. He turned to Dianna and Maya. “Will that be large beers for the ladies as well? Ja? Good girls. Good girls.”

"Sag was, wie kann ich dich verstehen und welche Sprache sprechen wir? (say what how can i understand you and what language are we speaking?)" "Wir sprechen Deutsch, Tochter (we are speaking german daughter)." "Deutsch Deutsch, wie was warum? (German German how what why?)" Ja, Tochter, ich kann sehr gut Deutsch und anscheinend lernst du es schnell. (Yes, daughter, I know German very well and apparently you are learning it quickly.) "Nun, jeder sagt, ich sei etwas Besonderes. Aber wie besonders, weiß ich nicht. ( Well everyone is saying I am special. But how special I do not know.)"

" said the man again. Okay, for the first time Alessia regrets going alone to which country he doesn't understand the language. If Alby was with him, he would be able to help him. Wait.. Why is Alby's name ringing in his head again? Stop it. Alessia! This this wasn't the time to think about Alby. Alessia is having a hard time finding the right words fit. "Um.. That.." An arm landed on Alessia's shoulder causing her to turn around in surprise. "Sorry, Herr: Mein Freund ist nicht gut deutsch. Verzeihen Sie noch einmal meinen Freunden." said Velove making the man nod in understanding before leaving them.

When they are painted and I can see them by my face when I'm grabbing her hips and - FUCK! I growled a bit and she smiled at me. Verdammter Bär muss seinen Arsch beruhigen. It means that damn bear needs to calm his ass. I knew you wanted to know what it meant when I said it to you earlier. I didn't curse you out...that time. My mate mindlinked to me. I barked out a laugh as I looked down at my mate. "German is not a sexy language. Sorry." my mate said and shrugged.

He made a snapping motion with his fingers in front of me. "You speak Deutsche?" He gave me this 'and-what's-wrong-with-that?' look as I exclaimed in disbelief. "Yeah? Why? Am I not allowed to speak Deutsche? You understand me?" Oh, come on, he has no idea how much I understand him. He obviously came from Europe, but I had no idea he was from Germany. “Also, was ist los?” [So, how's it going?] “Hmm, Himmel, denke ich?” [Hmm, sky I guess?]

he said words that Harriet couldn’t understand, but the man can. ‘What did he say?’ She wondered, looking Cassius at awe. The man smiled at Cassius, and said, “Sie können Deutsch sprechen. Schön, Sie kennenzulernen, Sir,” (You know how to speak German. Nice to meet you, Sir.)” “Schön, Sie auch kennenzulernen,” (Nice to meet you too) Cassius replied. “Darf ich etwas fragen?” (Can I ask something) “Sicher. Was ist es?” (Sure. What is it?)

We stay still and our eyes close in pleasure. Holy fuck. This guy is good… and huge. “Sie sollten sehen, was Sie sagen, deutsch meine Bruchstelle ist,” he whispers as he pulls out and slides home again. Translation: You should watch what you say, German is my breaking point. My back arches off the bed. Oh God, this is too good. His brain is as sharp as his body. I don’t know anyone else bilingual, and these exchanges are blowing my freaking mind. “Ich wollte deinen Schwanz in den Mund,” I breathe.

"Ja, Wir werden unser Bestes geben[Yes, We'll try out best]" "Ich mag das Mädchen, Sie versteht sich sehr gut auf Design[I must comment, That lady is really interesting, shes knows a lot a lot design]" " Wirklich??[Really]" " Da[Sure]" " Ich freue mich darauf, die Dame zu sehen[I look forward to seeing her]" "Schön, Geschäft auf Deutsch zu machen"[Nice doing business with you]" " Ich werde Ihnen später eine E-Mail weiterleiten[I'll forward the contract to your email]"

"It’s similar, sweetheart. An operetta is more cheerful and fun. Besides the singing parts, there’s a lot of dialogue. The themes are usually lighter and more entertaining." "Oh! But Deanna will sing, right?" "Yes, she will." "What does D-i-e Fle… maus mean?" "It’s German. It means 'The Bat.'" Naomi looked surprised. "German? Deanna is going to sing in German? I didn’t know she spoke the language. I won’t understand a thing…" "Don’t worry. Just follow the music and the performers. I won’t understand a thing either." The little girl smiled and took his hand. Next to them, Jonathan was practically hanging off his seat, trying to see everything he could.