Mi Destino Es Amarte Novels & Stories

“I’m not anyone special.” “You’re my Destined, of course, you’re special.” I kissed her brow, and licked her neck, touching her breasts. “You are forever special and our souls are connected. I’ve never had a Destined, and I am enchanted by you. This is new for me, and I want you forever.” She started crying, sobbing really. “Why are you crying?” I couldn’t take it, my heart was starting to break.

I only ever loved you and I'll forever love you no matter if I'm dead or alive. I may not have been able to fulfill my promises. Heck, I didn't even get to love you wholly. I wanted to cherish and worship you more but fate won't let me. I love you so f*cking much that my heart aches. I want you to always be happy, April. I want you to succeed in your career and find a good man. Though it rips my heart apart writing this. But you deserve the world April so please move on. Please I beg you, don't spend your life crying over me.

THE END Fatima is a former process engineer and currently pursuing a Doctor of Philosophy in Chemical Engineering. She has been stepping into the publishing world by writing academic journals and book chapters. Now, she is taking a new step in publishing her first fiction book, Love Destiny. The inspiration for Love Destiny came from various factors such as her interest in the military and medical world, and love-hate relationship.

Well baby, I've been around the world But I ain't seen myself another girl (Like you) This ring here represents my heart But there's just one thing I need from you (Say I do) Because I could see us holding hands Walking on the beach, our clothes in the sand I could see us on the countryside Sittin' on the grass layin' side by side I smiled thinking of him saying this, "Ain't another woman that can take your spot!" That would be sweet and lovely to hear from the man you are head over heels.

It's titled secret love by Little Mix. The song carried me away, and I almost cried. I love Anika, and I don't want to get married. It ran through my mind again if I could just run with her. That's okay as long as she doesn't know how I really feel about her. My hand was quivering as I held my chest. "Hey! Are you alright?" She's occasionally shifting to peek at me while driving. "Yeah!" I blurted out, faking my facial expression. "If you change your mind, Jaz. You can come with me. You remember my offer to you.

“She was begging me, Tristan. She was terrified. She thought I could stop you.” Tristan exhaled, shaking his head. “She came to the wrong person, then.” Florence’s stomach twisted. “So, that’s it? You don’t care?” His eyes locked onto hers, intense and unyielding. “I care about what’s mine.” Florence froze. “What’s yours?” she echoed, her heart pounding. Tristan stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. “You,” he said simply. “You are mine, Florence.” A shiver ran down her spine. Not out of fear—but something else. Something she didn’t want to name.

Speaking of which, Fiona There's really no way to refuse. If before Fiona I haven't discovered anything yet, tonight after finishing my meal, people who are slow to understand must also see something, on the table,Tom Zelda treat her very considerately, moreover, sometimes Devid Edith accompaniment, just missing the word matchmaking on the face in large letters only.

, I said with a subconscious smile on my face before picking up. " Hello Mi Amor, I just arrived in the Maldives", I said, " can't wait to see you guys", I said. " No, can't wait to see your daughter, you mean" ,she said, " I'm no longer your Mi Amor so don't call me that", she added. " I'm sorry for what happened before and I really wanna make it right Mi Cielo, just give me a chance, te lo ruego", I said to her, " you know how much I love you, Te quiero muchísimo", I continued.