Mi Hermoso Novels & Stories

she smiled as he looked at her They both stared at each other enjoying each other companies "I love you Michelle. More than you can ever think. Please stay safe for me please. Cos I can't see a future without you" he said truthfully "I love you too hubby. Stay safe for me too okay" She pouted her lips cutely "Mi Senorita 'he brought his face closer "My heart beat,mi sól, amor,cariona...."Eros leaned closer before kissing her again deeply * * *

My skin was alive, hot, shimmering in the sunset glow, my breath breaking in tiny, desperate sounds. The goddess stepped closer - her light bathing me - and for a moment, everything inside me felt like it might melt into the lake itself. My thighs trembled. My stomach fluttered in waves. A warm, dizzy pressure built in my chest, curling downward in slow, intoxicating spirals. The mist tightened again - and I gasped, almost falling to my knees. The goddess caught me without touching me. “You will learn what you are.” The warmth deepened. Swelled. Threatened to consume me. And I surrendered to it - wholly, helplessly, beautifully.

I drink in the beauty of this place while I follow Hermes, memorizing every flower, scent and sound. “And how do you like it so far, holds it up to your expectations?” Hermes chirps happily, keeping a strong but gentle hold on my hand. “It’s so much more then I could ever have imagined, this place is alive beyond believe.” I breath and I suddenly realize I didn’t even introduce myself. “I’m Adriana by the way. I apologize, I completely forgot.” Hermes glances down on me. “I already know, we’re nearly there.”

—Yes, I do. That day she became Mrs. Cruz. She was the happiest woman in the world; her heart ached again when she remembered that brief moment and she couldn't stop that tear from coming out. She shook her head, wiped the tear; she hesitated whether to correct him and tell him that very soon she would be Torres again, but she didn't. She couldn't assimilate it yet, so she didn't mention it. "He, he, he, yes, well I've been doing very well, you know, living alone I went online for a while to distract myself, I'm looking for something interesting to do."

Odd. Mia frowned, confused. She tells me, “I really believed…” she sighs, lies down on the floor and says, “it doesn’t matter anymore.” Hermes looks up and sees that I am very close to him. He panics and his eyes quickly change color to their usual emerald green. I take the opportunity to look closely at his features and I can only say that... he is beautiful. He is an extremely handsome man, and I am surprised not to see him with a parade of women around him.

He plants a kiss on her palm as she stares at him in surprise. Oh my God. Oh my fucking God. “Glad to make your acquaintance, mi hermosa,” he says, his voice suddenly infused with the charm that makes me see how my mother could ever fall for him. Bile rises to the back of my throat as he eyes her up and down. “My name is Alexander Sinclair.”

It's the punishment she deserves. *** Meanwhile, at her apartment, Hermosa sat on the couch, flipping through a glossy fashion magazine. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted from the table beside her, creating a cozy atmosphere. The tranquility was interrupted by the sharp ring of the phone. Hermosa picked it up, her brows knitting in confusion. "Hello?" A deep, slightly hoarse male voice spoke from the other end, carrying a hint of mystery. "Is this Hermosa?" "Yes, who's this?" she asked warily, a vague sense of unease creeping into her chest.

Anwaar and Mashkur will be leaving together in one of their friends' car when they accompany the grooms to their houses. •••• "Hey!" Mashkur said to Mehr who was sitting alone, checking her snapchat and i*******m. "Hi!" she replied looking up to see the source of the voice. She was God-smacked by his beauty- side burns, beard, pointed nose, hazel brown eyes, rosy lips and white teeth with dimples on both sides of his face. He's saying something but her mind wasn't functioning, his lips are moving, dimples are pumping but she doesn't know what he's saying.

I wiped her tears away, she looked so cute yet beautiful at the same time She sniffled, then placed her head on my arm. "Are you okay now?" She just nodded. I sighed. She looked so peaceful. I was a lucky man, I got a life partner like her, I didn't deserve her, her here she was beside me, in my arms. I pulled her close, sitting with each other, while I caressed her hand. No words needed to get exchanged, we just enjoyed the beautiful sunset. "I love you Noor." __

I question, and silence follows. "There are many ways I can help your prayers get answers. We just have to agree on one. Besides, dear, what is your desire? "The man's slow voice replies, and I smile and shut my eyes. "My desire... It's to be beautiful. Mindlessly flawless... To stun all those who've looked down on me. "I reply, and the man on the other end of the call draws a deep breath. "That smells delightful... "He says, and my heart skips a beat.