Mi Hermoso Novels & Stories

The sky was an intense, almost unreal blue, and for a moment, everything felt too perfect. “Hi, Jacob,” I finally answered, tilting my face up like a sunflower to catch a bit of sunlight. “Hi, Camila.” His voice sounded calm—almost playful. “How are you?” I asked, eyes still closed, soaking in the warmth of our star. “Now I’m absolutely fine. You should see my view—it’s perfect.” “Oh, really?” I smiled, opening my eyes and glancing around for a clue. “And where exactly are you?” “It’s a place where aromas, warmth, and soft light blend together,” he said, as if describing a painting.

Feeling entangled in the riding emotions, I really did not pay attention to the name and realizing that he also called me Hermosa repeatedly that night. I sniffed to question. “Why are you calling me Hermosa?” Although I didn’t know the meaning, it sounds Spanish. The handsomeness link on his face brought things into my empty stomach as I fiddled with my fingers when he voiced, smiling through his eyes. He tapped his chin. “Her-mosa. It means beautiful.” An endearing smile fell on his lips, and it reminded me of Ezekiel. A very beautiful woman. Pretty.” My heart fluttered.

She scolded herself immediately when she realized that there's a lot of problems on her hands right now. "I think this is a good place for your wedding reception Jace,the food is great and the waitresses are beautiful,"she heard the one wearing a plain white Polo shirt said. So,her man's name is Jace. She smiled inwardly. "I can definitely agree with Jared,Jace,,"said the beautiful lady. " Sanity would love it here".

he whispered back and I could not ask for more. Hermosa may seem like a home for me, but the truth is, it’s not Hermosa. It’s Julian. He’s my home. He’s the home I will always come back for. He’s the home I will always have in my heart. No matter what happens.

Ghost? Mr. Marino! I recognized him as moonlight fell on his face. I peaked from under the blanket. He went to Maa and looked at her lovingly. Aww! He is so romantic. Maa woke up when he traced her cheek. She flinched but he clasped her mouth before she screams. She visibly relaxed when she noticed it's him. "What are you doing here?" She whispered after removing his hand from her mouth. "I can't sleep without you" He whispered back.

I suddenly grew nervous and he smiled, discovering that I was checking him out. He was gorgeous. Pink lips and very sexy masculine features. He took my other hand and turned me till I had my back planted to his front. "No me dejes detenerte Hermosa,"he whispered against my skin and the hair at the back of neck stood. Oh I knew that feeling. "I don't speak Spanish," I said when I continued to dance. His hands were placed on my waist softly.

“Oh, him...the creep that is following me around.” “He seems to like you.” “And I am deciding how much I should dislike him.” Mike laughs and looks at me, “Honey, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into.” “What does that mean? What is it with everyone and this guy?” When I turn around, he is looking at me. I cannot help to see the beauty in his eyes...this guy can make me lose myself in him...all I want to do is reach out and touch him...I can not believe the way he is making me feel...who is he? “The name is Joshua, but my friends call me Josh.”

He told looking up at the sky. There was no denying that California was hotter considering he lived in Michigan, where it snows. "So this is me," I spoke as we reached near my home. "I won't hold you anymore, you are free." He chuckled. "You never did!" he smiled at my annoyance. "Thanks for the ice cream." "My pleasure Miss." He bowed and smiled. I smiled at him. "I had a nice time." He told with a smile still plastered on his face. "Me too."

It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into. "Good morning ma'am," Mr. Michel said with a smile. "Mr. Michel, it seems like you've been doing some good jobs around here." "Yes ma'am." "That's good...what are their names?" Maria asked Mr. Michel referring to the employees. Nervousness enveloped Clara as Mr. Michel introduced the other employees and then finally said her name. "And this is Clara Hamilton." He said. It didn't take long for Maria to remember that she had seen Maria dancing with Henry on Manuel's birthday. "Clara Hamilton." She said with a cold smile.

Camille felt her cheeks instantly burn in response, and she could barely keep her lips from parting in surprise. ‘You’re still very beautiful’ in German. Since when had Michael been such a charmer?