Mi Destino Es Amarte Novels & Stories

I don’t even hear the door open when arms suddenly wrap around my torse. “Are you ok baby?” I hear the sweetest voice say from behind me. I take one of my hands off the wall and sit it on top of her hands that are caressing my torso. “Yes, mi armor. Now that I have you, I will do anything to keep you safe” I told her pulling her around in front of me and lifting her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and I bury my nose in the crook of her neck before whispering, “Siempre mía para amar, siempre mía para apreciar, siempre mía para proteger, mi amor.” (Always mine to love, always mine to cherish, always mine to protect, my love.) I’m not Spanish. Not even close but I love the language.

Almost. “I’m so sorry…” Tears soaked through my shirt as his face pressed against me, his grip tightening like he was holding onto something slipping away. “This is my one last try…” My chest constricted. “I’ll say goodbye.” Goodbye.The word landed strangely. It was uncomfortable, somehow. “I love you, Travis.” Something twisted painfully inside me. “My One.” His voice was barely a whisper now. “Mi único.”

he asked him and the rain get heavier but the feeling is amazing It seems like the whole world is conspiring against the creation of my love story and the atmosphere turns romantic "I will be with you at the end because you are my destiny mt Stefano, my mate, and my tormentor," I said to him and we both take a deep breath because this night change everything for us "And I will torment you my whole life," he said to me with determination and all the love and our lips are brushing each other

"I love you and i don't want you to ever think that i want to stay away from you. What i mean is that, i want to start from the ground and make my way up without favors but through my own hard work." "Fine. Whatever you want, baby. I know that in no time, you'll make it to the top." I smile and lean on my tiptoes, softly placing my lips to his. I pull back and search his eyes. "Te amo." He pulls me in and leans his forehead against mine. "Te amo." He replies, and it makes my heart leap and sends tingles between my legs because him speaking spanish is just.... "Come on, let's go to the grocery store. We'll have to stop by the gas station on the way."

What you have done to me It's not me I'm sure it's not me You're not a perfect match for me you're bad and cruel But who knows you're the most pain baring person Your pain is vulnerable Your pain is invisible You're not the person whom you're portraying to the world You're a kid craving true love to mend your heart I will be your guardian angel in your life of hell I will be light to your dark soul I will mend your heart with a ray of hope called love I love your aggression I love the way you dominate me At the same time, I love the way you care for me Let me guide you to overcome yourself Let me become a flower in your heart of thorns Am I in love with you Yes I'm in love with you I love yo

I sit up, crushing my cigarette to dust before I turn to face her and gently remove her hands from her face, wiping her tears away. “And I love you, Mi Diosa. So, let’s do it. You and I, because I know there’s never been a greater love story ever told and all because you didn’t give up on me. You are my life, Mi Amor. You are my fucking all.”

"Please babe... let's talk and trash this thing ones and for all ... come open and let me in please ... you know I truly love you, right ... ? " In anger, Shane stood up again and went back to the door, saying ... " What is your problem ... ? Please leave me alone ... go meet your boyfriend for I know he is your boyfriend ! " Mira then replied ... "Believe me please... he is not my boyfriend Shane... you are the only man in my life, trust me ! "

“Promise me this isn’t just tonight. Promise we’re still ‘us’ when the sun comes up.” He cradled my face, calloused thumbs smudging tear tracks. “You’re not just my first,” he said, the Spanish rolling off his tongue like a vow. “You’re my siempre (always). I’ll spend lifetimes learning the map of you.” His gaze locked onto mine, a black void edged with a brilliant blue where the moonlight caught it. “*Eres mi hogar ahora, mi vida. (You’re my home now, my life.)” The words settled in my ribs, a balm and a brand.

She was warm and soft, and so real. Mine. “Eres mi obsesión, Aria,” I heard myself say. The words pouring out in Spanish, my deepest feelings “Mi corazón, mi alma. Quiero arruinarte. Quiero amarte. Es demasiado. No puedo respirar. No puedo respirar.” You are my obsession, Aria. My heart, my soul. I want to ruin you. I want to love you. It’s too much. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.

“What the hell? Good morning, Bestie!” I smiled despite myself. “It's two in the morning there.” “I know.” “Then why are you calling me?” “Because I miss you.” “You're disgusting.” “You missed me too.” “I'd rather miss my own funeral.” She gasped. “Ouch.” I laughed. “Where are you?” “Japan.” “You're coming home?” “Tomorrow.” My smile softened. “Finally.” “I need to talk to you.” Something in her voice made me straighten. “What happened?”