Me Encantas Amor Novels & Stories

Duncan gasped, trying to stand up, but his exhausted muscles locked up. "I am securing my family's future," Amora said, her voice dropping into a deep, melodic frequency that resonated with the ancient spirits of the forest. She leaned down, her hands moving up to cup his jaw, her fingers burying themselves in his dark hair. She forced him to look directly into her eyes, which were now glowing with a brilliant, luminous emerald light that completely filled the dark room. Before Duncan could say another word, Amora bent forward and pressed her lips firmly against his.

Cautiously she picked the book up, ‘Rules For Immortals’ She read out loud and sat in the chair opening the first page she began to read and was soon engrossed. In the shadows her Mother watched her eyes soft with love, ‘With eighteen years Your time is come Enchantress rise Thy powers hard won Girl to woman Memories held deep The locket will open No tears to weep The spell now broken All locks are open Find your Beast Beauty Love’s kiss your only duty’

“And they could hiss, too. Most of them had none of Mathias’s beautiful and delicate features. They looked like, well, aliens. The pupils of their eyes were pink and shining out of their pallid, gray faces. They had elongated, bald heads and white eyelashes, while the rest of their bodies was emaciated and completely hairless. They showed no consciousness of nakedness because they had no sexual organs. The only thing that differentiated a female encanto from a male one was the presence of breasts. “I remembered thinking confidently to myself that I could understand why Mathias was desperate to marry out of his race. I saw the competition and they were no threat. I chided myself for entertain

she uttered, her words were a whisper which made her heart quiver. She turned to face Eduardo, his gaze brimming with concern, she continued, "I heard it, Eduardo. He said he loved me." tears flowed freely down her cheeks. "What are you saying?" He asked, his eyes a mixture of anguish and disbelief. "Antonio finally admitted to loving me," she murmured, her arms wrapped around Eduardo's neck in an embrace. Eduardo gasped as he felt Amora's arms encircle around him. The scent of her mingled with the lingering traces of Antonio's touch, the musky aroma of after sex, an intoxicating reminder of their passionate encounter.

She gasps in a whisper, and he presses a finger to her lips, shutting her up. His smile a radiant ray of sunlight in the gloom of the forest, stepped forward, his other hand reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Emryn was her mate, and even if it is forbidden for her, a vampire to marry a necromancer, she doesn't want to give up on her love for him. Emryn, his eyes darkening with passion, leaned forward, his lips grazing against Amelia's cheek in a gentle, possessive caress.

This was not Evelina. “Your power is nothing compared to the bond I shared with you,” I replied evenly. “You’re mistaken if you think emotions make you weak. My emotions for you have made me stronger, strong enough to pull you out of this,” I responded evenly, staring into her eyes glowing an inky black. “Te amo, mi vida (I love you, my life). Te amaré por siempre (I will love you forever).” As I spoke those words, a flicker of recognition passed through the darkness in her eyes. It was a small glimmer, like a distant star in the night sky. The tendrils of dark energy surrounding her seemed to quiver, as if unsure how to react to such genuine emotion.

“I see in your heart that the words you spoke are true. You do love them. Too little, too late, I’m afraid.” “No,” I croaked to the woman who must be the enchantress—the one responsible for all this. “Bring them back, you bitch. You can’t take them and leave me all alone.” My voice cracked. “I love them. They love me too.” The enchantress glowed brighter. “Would you bet your life on that?” A spark of hope and determination flooded my chest. “Yes.” She pointed her rose quartz wand at me.

He bellowed, eyes flashing in anger. Good. I needed him to be mad. I needed him as angry as possible. That was way better compared to him treating me so fucking passively as if he wasn’t attracted to me! “Is there something wrong with me?! Is there a reason why you detest me so much? Why do you fight what could be between us?” I sounded like a major lovesick fool, but that was the goal wasn’t it? The more I could convince Luciano that I was crazy about him, the higher the chances of success.

Then shut her eyes tightly, mustering up a split-second's worth of confidence. “I didn’t know! I didn’t know that you were like this!” she finally yelled at the tall figure before her. Her voice trembled with a mixture of fear and anger. “You deceived me. I thought it was all real, I thought we were real.” Her voice softened, tears welling up in her eyes. “I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!!” she screamed, she wanted to hate him for telling her he loved her when he didn’t, but it wasn’t easy, how could she suddenly hate someone she had admired for so long.

Her hands went to my back, and she traced the scars on my back with her fingers. "We both have so many scars that remind us of a mal momento. [bad time.} "I want something unam arca de amor [a mark of love] on my body."I said, after we stopped kissing. "I must be a fool." Maria said, moving my head to the side. "Soy un tonto enamorado. [I am a fool in love.]" One hand was holding my neck, while the other touched my back, feeling every scar my bastard father had left.