My Girlfriend Is Beautiful In Spanish Novels & Stories

His heart was hammering a frantic, violent rhythm against my cheek. "You're changing, little bird," Karl whispered against my hair, his voice dropping into a low, possessive growl that made my skin crawl with a dangerous, lawless thrill. "You aren't a liability anymore. You're becoming a weapon. And tonight, your brother is going to see exactly what he created."

Liam and I lay in bed, our bodies intertwined and our chests rising and falling in harmony. My eyes flutter open, and my gaze meets his. He smiles, tracing a finger along the curve of my jaw. “Como te sientes?” he whispers softly. I take a deep breath, reveling in the weight of his arm draped across my back. I feel content–blissfully content. “Me siento bien,” I respond, grinning at him. “Well, seems like I am not the only one that Chiara has been teaching Spanish.”

I replied and hugged her closer. She is the most precious being, she's hardworking and such an inspirational person. She deserves everything this world has to offer and I want to go through it all by her side. I adore the living hell out of her. Can't believe I'm lucky enough to call Cuore my girlfriend. She is so perfect in my eyes, from her cute butt to her gorgeous eyes, to that smile, the way her hand fits in mine, the way we cuddle, her crazy self... uh fuck just everything about her. I'm legit so crazy over her!

Auntie Sarah is right, we are such lucky bastards! The dress was so beautiful to them. They are hella gorgeous. They are all very beautiful, especially my Moo. Until now, I still can't believe that my old friend that I love is already my girlfriend. "Well, believe it Moo" I was surprised by what Sophie said, so I came back to reality. "You read my mind again," I said while smiling, and he also smiled, which made him even more beautiful. "You're not so bad yourself. You are so obsessed with me that maybe later you won't be able to live without me. Hahaha " Sophie exclaimed, laughing.

“There’s two little ones ready to meet you.” I take a deep breath. Sofrito and platanos maduros. I ain’t never smelled something so good before. Between the sounds, and the electricity, and the scents, I have to see what’s happening. The most gorgeous woman I ever seen is holding my hand to the side of her face. Una belleza de ébano [An ebony beauty]. My wrist’s got a bandage on it, but it don’t hurt anymore. There’s bright light behind her. It makes her ebony skin… sin tacha [flawless]... and glow on the edges. She looks like she was crying. I can’t let that happen. I move my hand to wipe her tears away. I hope it don’t scare her.

I really like this look, it’s soft and romantic. A mind link forms in my head and my brother comes through. “Hola mi hermana, how was your day?” “Good, I am actually heading your way. Are you still in your office?” I ask. “Yes, I am. Te veo pronto!” He says and cuts the link.

“What happens is that... I watched you and I was wondering if you wanted to go have a drink with me.” The girl blushed. Seeing this, Axel thought that the only woman who made the blush on his cheeks look beautiful was the one who accompanied him on that trip. —I'm sorry, I'm with my girlfriend. He looked at Alicia while Alicia was surprised by what she was hearing. —She's your girlfriend? —Yes, and in fact, we're going to have breakfast now. Right? He looked at Alicia. —Oh?... Well... He hadn't finished saying a sentence when Axel bent down, taking her hand and gently lifting it up.

"Madre mia sei bellissima" (Mother of mine is gorgeous) said the very imbecile while smiling at her and taking her hand kissing it. Definitely a dead man! I cleared my throat, to show him that I was still here, they both turned and saw me and I'm sure my jealous boyfriend face was more than evident, because I didn't take my eyes off this Italian.

She chuckled and so did I. "By the way, very pretty lady you got there. She is pretty and very cheerful," she said. "Yeah, just like me. At times I look at her and think to myself that I do not deserve someone as sweet and wonderful as her, but what to do, eh?" "You told me you didn't have a girlfriend, Mateo." "She likes to address herself that way, and I allow her to. She is very sweet." I saw her facial expression change. "Must be nice having someone like that. You both look great together."

) one of my staff said. Another followed, “Buen regreso, Señora.” (“Happy return, Madam,”) I smiled and replied, “Gracias.” (“Thank you.”) They led us to our vehicle. “Mommy, how many months will we be here in Spain?” Xenna asked me. “Mami, ¿cuántos meses estaremos aquí en España?” “I don’t know yet, baby. Maybe when everything is okay,” I replied. “No lo sé, bebé. Tal vez cuando todo esté bien.”