My Love Star Romane & Geschichten

I said, turning to look at him. "Thank you for saying yes to a date with me," he replied, smiling at me. "I'm glad I did. I had a wonderful time," I said, feeling a sense of happiness that I hadn't felt in a long time. "I promise to make you happy, Iris. I love you," Felix said, looking into my eyes. "I love you too, Felix," I said, feeling my heart overflowing with love and joy. As we kissed under the stars, I knew that we had finally found our way back to each other, and nothing could ever tear us apart again.

xiana bit her lip but kino just smiled as she sang "Among the countless stars, you especially shine They say it's coincidence But I'm sure fate brought us together That moment, I'm sure my heart recognized you Because your smile us too bright" "Love?" xiana called and her tears fell from joy. She didn't expect kino to be like this, "You're beautiful I want to protect you til the end, believe me You're beautiful Your eyes are like space I want to deeply fall into them" Kino kissed his eyes so he closed his eyes and hugged him so he hugged him back "I wanna talk to you There's a beautiful star in your eyes I wanna I wanna talk to you babe Let me play in them tonight"

At this time, Love smiled and said, "Miss Alexia, to be exact, Damon has never had a girlfriend." Alexia frowned. "But-" Love glanced at Damon and couldn't hold back her laughter. "Alright, I admit it. It's all my fault!" As she spoke, she paused for a moment and looked at Alexia. She forced back her smile and said with a little seriousness on her face, "Miss Alexia, let me introduce myself again. I'm Love, and I'm the chairman of the StarMoon Entertainment Company. I'm also several stars’ agent. Damon's so-called ex-girlfriends were actually artists under my company. Damon became famous, I thought that Damon didn't need much fame, but my artists were different. So I thought Damon could help

I blushed, crimsoning at his words and trying to pry his hands away but he didn't fold instead the grip tightened and he said,” Just be my good girl, love. “ Don't you love this?” He asked, biting against my earlobes and poking his tongue into it. I smiled, that was an answer and he returned it as his hands moved up to my boobs and he had them in his hands. “ I love stargazing and I'm doing it with my favorite person. The love of my life.” The stars went off in my head, my smile widened and my heart thumped wildly against my chest as he said, “ I love you, Bee.”

The Connel from Vienna was gone. “I loved you,” she whispered. He met her eyes. “You know your problem? That word you keep using- ‘love’, I'm certain you don't know the meaning. You've never felt what it's like to be loved so how do you know how to love?” Tori felt shattered. “They'll escort you out.” Connel said, leaving the guest lounge. His shoulder squared like a man who had certainly cleaned the house. Tori was gone. But peace was a lie.

“Benedict, after everything you’ve just said, you still won’t admit it? “You’re in love with Sansa. “Even though Grandpa arranged it… even though you see her as vain and clingy… even though you think today’s engagement party was a trap to force you into marrying her… even though you claim she’s the last person you could ever want… “You still love her.” Benedict loosened his fist in silence, looking like a prisoner who had been sentenced to death. He hung his head for a long moment before finally admitting, “Yes, I’m in love with Sansa. Hopelessly, desperately in love. So I’m begging you—let her go.”

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

His voice trembled with desperation as he begged, "Yve, I'm begging you. For the sake of what we once had, please spare my parents. They only did it for my sake. "And you weren't hurt in the end, were you? I swear I'll cut ties with Tracy from this moment on. I'll never see her again. I've realized it's you I love, not her." All at once, he lunged forward and wrapped his arms around my leg, rubbing against me like a stray clinging for pity. Disgust surged through me. I raised my hand and slapped him twice across the face, glaring down at him. "Have you come to your senses? Who said you could touch me? Indeed, I wasn't harmed in this life, but what about the previous one?"

Langit said, his gaze fixed on Bintang. Bintang tried to catch her breath, then looked at Langit while panting from laughing too much. “I’m not falling in love again,” Bintang denied. “Then?” “I’m still, still, still loving you. Even though I once said I didn’t,” Bintang confessed her feelings. “So, whose love is bigger, mine or yours?” Langit teased. “Mine,” Bintang answered. “That won’t do. It should be mine. I even got a tattoo to remind myself that there’s only you in my heart,” Langit said.

The day after my twin sister died in an accident, I married her fiancé, the man who was supposed to be my brother-in-law. That very day, Mark Zeller printed thousands of copies of my sister's death report and told everyone I was the real murderer. Because of this, everyone despised me, and my parents immediately disowned me. After we got married, he was constantly in the tabloids with his flings and brought countless women home. He'd make me stand by the bedroom door, listening to them making love. Then, after he was done, he'd make me take photos of him and his lovers in bed. I silently endured it all. My only request was to have a baby with him. Mark scoffed. "Gloria Hale, how can y