My Lover She's Waiting For Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bhulaaye se nahi bhoolen mere dilbar teri baatein Teri yaadon mein guzareen hai kai subah kai raatein Tujhse door jo kahin hum jaayenge har ghadi hum tujhe yaad aayenge Teri in baaton se hum ghabaraate tauba tum hamein kitna tadapaate Haaye pyaar kya cheez hai... She looked at me with a different expression in her eyes, but I could not understand that. One thing was for sure that I was falling madly in love with her. I was almost crazy about her, just the thought of someone looking at her used to make me uneasy... Present time It was morning and I was already ready for the meeting. I could not sleep for the whole night as I was too excited about meeting her after so long.

I reached out with trembling fingers, and she met me halfway, her gentle touch igniting a warm rush that swept through my weary body. But as I traced the contours of her unblemished face with my fingertips, I noticed a tear escaping her eye, glistening as it fell. "You made me wait long enough," she whispered, a delicate sadness lacing her words, echoing the weight of our lost time. "Come with me, my love. This is our heaven."

Crossing the road and entering the small café that smells like coffee beans and chocolate does nothing to dim my fury. My pregnant mistress doesn’t spot me at first. Not while she’s stuffing herself with sugar and chocolate anyway. When our eyes meet, her pink lips part and she lets out a small gasp. Like she has seen the devil in person, she drops her doughnut, picks her bag, stands up and she’s ready to flee right before I corner her. Dark voluminous hair cascades down her shoulders, her face might have added some weight but she’s still sexy as ever. There’s a reason I chose her as my daily hookup.

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

Can't they feel how excited i am to make love with her. Okay! It is not in my control. So i have to do according to rituals. I somehow make my mind understand this point. I shall wait. Wait to hold her body in my hands, wait to claim her lips as mine, wait to do every damn thing with her. But this wait is not good for her as i shall make her pay more for hiding this beauty from my eyes in our previous meetings and now making me wait this much when she has shown me her this irresistible beauty.

She’s an ex-lover. Sam thought of herself, too. Why did she come here if she doesn’t care about Zach anymore? Sam knew it’s not about love anymore. It’s about that person that won’t leave your mind every single night, resisting her eyes from falling asleep. Sam leaned the back of her head on the wall, stared at nowhere, and began to think. … 1 year ago.

Gracefully floating by, Deliver my message to the one I love, Slowly grooving from up above. For he is waiting for my message. Please leave your comments about the chapter and vote if you like it. Write a review if you like my story which means a lot. Thank you and Enjoy reading - T.

She stopped looking at the wedding dresses and faced me square to the face. "I will do everything for Warren, Ivy. I love him and I'm willing to love the people he loves even if they hate me. I'm marrying Warren because I'm prepared to face everything for him. I always had been since I became his girlfriend and Warren feels the same for me too," she answered and continued looking through the wedding dresses lined up in front of her.

“I love that you feel this deep. I want all of it. Every part of you.” “Tomorrow…” He kissed my forehead, slow and lingering, full of so much love it almost hurt. “Please just come home to me. Even if you have to do something, just let me come get you. I can’t take this again. Sitting here waiting, wondering, and missing you… it kills me. I need you with me.” “I promise, I will, I am never making you wait that long again.” “Good.” He held me tighter, if that was even possible. “Sleep now, I’ve got you, I have you right here and you are mine. Every breath, every beat, every part.”

"See you in Bastion City, Ethan?" "I'll be waiting for you." I arrived in Bastion City in September, dragging my suitcase through the gates of Hareford University. I stood and gazed at the aged university gates with tears in my eyes. "Why are you crying?" a familiar voice asked from behind me. I turned and threw myself into his arms. "I did it!" Ethan hugged me tightly. "Yes, you did it. Welcome to Bastion City, my dear girlfriend." The weather was perfect, and our story had only just begun.