My Love Tiger Novels & Stories

Silas nervously asked, “What are you up to?” “Don’t worry about me. I won’t die before I catch him!” Tiger ran away despite his fatigue. Silas chased after him with Sophia’s urn in his hands, wanting to stop him. But when he remembered how Tiger had been secretly in love with Sophia all these years and couldn’t even tell her until she passed away… Tiger would never be able to let it go as long as he was alive. Forcing him to stay wouldn’t do him any good other than wasting him away…

The thought of Tazz bought back bitter memories “It’s getting cooler, let’s get going,” she looked around for Little Tiger and shouted his name aloud “Maasimom,” he came running to her “let’s go home darling,” Mahira doted on Little Tiger as she saw the real Mahira in him, she wanted to shower him with all the love that Mahira would have showered on him

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

Give me the fork, I am starving" Nancy said, taking the fork from Kingston, which made him laugh so hard. Kingston loved how Nancy would enjoy meals. He loved her enthusiasm when it came to eating meals prepared by not just him, but anyone. He watched her devour the pasta he made specifically for her, and his heart filled with happiness. Is this the reason why I love her? because she eats whatever I give to her? or do I love her because of her personality? Kingston thought to himself. Being a chef, nothing pleased Kingston more than seeing people eat the food he prepared. He becomes elated just filling people's stomach with food. Kingston was a chef by day and a secret service agent by night

Julian tightened his grip on the chair's arms, his entire body going into rigidity. The blanket spilled to the tick when Portia shrugged and lifted one beautiful shoulder. "Oh, I've really tried not to love you. After you went off the first time, I despised you intensely for about a week. Ever since I learned about Valentine, I've even been somewhat successful in loathing you. But I'm afraid old habits persist, especially those that are entrenched in a young girl's soft heart. I made the decision that I wasn't going to give up so easy when Valentine claimed claim to you tonight. I was prepared to fight for you if she was.

“Wow. I haven’t heard that song in years.” When the song was over, the crowd cheered and the band marched on. The crowd cheered again and laughed at the antics of the school mascot. The Tribute Tiger, in all his—or her—glory—red and white, rather than black and orange—was hamming it up big time for the crowd, throwing candy, dancing around, running from one side of the street to the other, and thoroughly entertaining the onlookers. “Oh, look,” Shannon said with a squeal. “Your tiger has a pocket protector stuck to its chest. You have a nerdy tiger.”

‘Daughter here let’s watch a movie together hehe’ ‘Ugh mom I’m hungry, not in the mood to watch a movie’ Alice interjected rubbing her stomach. Sandra smiled,it was a rare sight to see Alice act so cute. ‘Here mummy will give you a chocolate bar for being so cute,don’t let dad know about this.’ Sandra said grinning as she handed a chocolate bar to Alice. Alice’s eyes lit up and she accepted the chocolate,her eyes sparkling like a thousand stars reflected in it. Sandra checked her drama folders and picked ‘tales of a thousand stars’ , a Thai boys love series. ‘Eyy mom we watched this before’

He truly hated his country with every fiber of his being. Wren didn’t move from his position. His eyes stayed clenched shut. The fur on his shoulders twitched. Jackson hated this. Kia would’ve been crawling into his lap and insisting on scratches behind her ears. Hell, even Margaret had asked for some affection as a wolf from time to time.

The last time I checked, Maisie Illeana, the one I loved and lived for was in a critical position after too much exposure to the sun. As we waited, one tall, thin doctor walked up to us. His veins were popping out. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak, "I'm sorry -" ** And that, my dear friends is how fate chose neither of the options, "love or live," for how could I live after all I'd passed and how could I love after how life had dealt with me. But besides all this, my father smiled and if that wasn't queer, I don't know what is.

Does she not see he would never love her the way I do? For the first time since I have known about him, today I feel like asking Ragini to leave Nigel. Love is about accepting the person as he or she is, not changing them. Nigel is in love with what he can make of her, in love with what he can change her into. True love means not having to pretend ever. I wish she understands that. Better sooner than later. Before she loses herself in the process of being in love with him. I wish I could see her tomorrow. The Next Tri