Nikki Giovanni Love Poems นิยาย & เรื่องราว

] Likhun main tere naam saari umar Main chahun tujhko hi aatto pehar Basaon teri galiyon main apna ghar Jiyaare [I surrender my whole life to u] [I only love you, throughout my days and nights] [I want to forever reside near you...] Jiya re basa hai tera roop aankhon mein Jiya re sochun main tujhe chaand raaton mein Jiya re khoya mein rahun teri baaton mein [My sweetheart !!] [Your enchanted beauty is imprinted in my eyes] [I keep thinking about you under the beautiful moonlight] [I find myself lost in your conversations...] Jiyaare jiyaare jiyaare..(x2)

Nico asks referring to the tray of food that Gianna intends to take to Jacob's room after washing the dishes. "I don't know, get yourself beaten up." "Well, that won't be hard with my insensitive words and my inability to fight." Gianna chuckles, "Good, because I will love to see you beaten up," Nico feigns hurt by putting his hand on his chest, "That's mean. You know, when a woman is mean to a guy, she has crush on him." "Flawless logic," Gianna locks eye with the shirtless asshole. "I will give you one. Maybe she is mean because she doesn't like him, he is an asshole and he has pointed a gun at her."

Funny how she got a hello kitty printed on it. Hello Kitty, adorable and cute for a girl. Well not for me. I don't hate, I don't like it, but with Mr. Giovanni staring at it like that like it interests him? I feel I can love it. He fists then unclenches his fists. I guess Mr. Giovanni reads something in me I don't want to admit to reading in myself. He doesn't bother wrestling me alongside him when he steps up to the door and slips the gloss into his pocket. With that he turns back.

Ye fitoor mera laaya mujhko hai tere kareeb Ye fitoor mera rehmat teri Ye fitoor mera maine badla re mera naseeb Ye fitoor mera chaahat teri O parvardigara, parvardigara Dheeme dheeme jal rahi thi khwaishein Dil mein dabi, ghut rahi farmaaishein ''I touched you last night..and I feel a strange shiver,I fell in love with you already but today when Nicola confirmed that you aren't my imagination but reality,''

I walked towards her slowly. {Leilani’s POV} I've spent an hour thinking maybe I should jump here. Or maybe I should take poison and die in my sleep. I never knew he'd find me. “Vincenzo… I'm sorry. But we are already defeated, I can't keep on loving you in secret.” I explained. “We are not defeated. I can love you in the dark. Amore nel buio.” He said. {Love In The Dark} So I remembered all those times we spent together. That I didn't notice he was just a few centimetres away from me.

“This isn’t love, Jordan. This is obsession. This is sick. You can’t force someone to love you. You can’t build a life on lies and violence.” “Can’t I?” Jordan said, raising an eyebrow. “You seemed to love Liam just fine, even though he was tied to all that violence, all that pain. You loved him even when he hurt you. So why can’t you love me? Why can’t you see that I’m the one who’s always been there? That I’m the one who really cares about you?” He paused, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. “I spent years being the 'nice guy' while you chased a monster. Now, I'll be the monster you can't leave.”

Her skin felt like silk under my touch, and the thought of leaving my mark there stirred something deep inside me. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I kissed her harder, my free hand tracing the curve of her waist. I kissed her hard, my tongue pressing against hers, demanding all of her because I didn’t do gentle. “Nico…” She gasped my name like a sacred prayer. “I love you…” I paused. Gianna's eyes met mine, filled with trust and something deeper—something I didn’t deserve. In that moment, another face flashed in my mind. Dark eyes turned to captivating green, and golden hair shifted to a cascade of dark tresses.

Her voice became softer as she delivered those words to Giovanni. "That's the third time you offered me, and I refused. Can't you just sit outside and leave me alone? I'm freaking not in the mood to catch up to you if that's what you want to say next." He directly fired words. Annika laughed with a seductive one. "That's not in my mind, but you give me an idea, Sir. Wouldn't it be great the next time then?" Giovanni turned his back to my chair and smirked. "You're interested in me, aren't you?"

“Look, I know you love pussy and all, I would never judge you for that, I honestly love my pussy too.” “Why do I feel like there's a but coming up?” The blonde girl with a corset and tight skinny leggings rose a brow. Gianna gave an apologetic smile, “But I love dick more, it's kind of hard not to love dick, especially when it's pierced.” She made sure to whisper the last word but made it in a way I would hear it, clearly. I pushed her head and we both laughed.