Nomor I Love You Novels & Stories

I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep hitting repeat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat (oh) The black Lambo passes us and they have all their windows rolled down and I just ignore them and continue singing. I, I love you like a love song, baby (oh I, I love you like a love song, baby (oh) I, I love you like a love song, baby (oh) And I keep hitting repeat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

I want him to love me dearly. They agreed to travel to Europe without me. My phone rang, and an unknown number was on the screen. "Hello, please who is this?", I asked. "Tiffany, Tiffany, this is your soon-to-be lover" I scowled, "Excuse me, what do you mean?" "it's Santiago, my love" "Oh, Santiago. How did you get my number? And I am certain I have no business with you" "Why don't you work for me? Let's meet up"

Not sure if I’ll ever be prepared. My fingers shook as I picked up my phone, my heart beating faster. I pressed his contact, entered our last chat, and started a voice note. Taking a deep breath, I whispered, “I love you.” I loved him with all my heart. I loved him for every reason, and for no reason at all. If there was a phrase better than ‘I love you,’ I would have repeated it a thousand times. “I love you too, My Love!” A man’s voice, deep, husky, and magnetic suddenly boomed from an invisible speaker in the restaurant.

“In fact, everyone still has the same number, even me” I dial the number and send a message to Spin. ***going on a date tonight will be back late*** Spins response is a sad emoji, followed by: ***I love you Loyalty*** ***I love you too Spencer, but this isn’t about that*** ***I know*** “Okay, Spin knows”, I tell them.

dorriyan bhi hain zaruri. Finally, A love call....a sweet desperate massage of missing the other. Hope you enjoyed it.😊😊 Vote Comment Share

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The phone rang the first time, then the second, the third , still no one picked the call. He went on his hunt to check some numbers since her father wasn't picking and that is where he came across this particular number which she labeled as Mi Amor . Sameer wasn't French nor Spanish but he knew that word means my love. That might be her boyfriend or husband, he thought. He dialed the number and waited for it to be picked ***

The hospital was dimly lit. Before I could even take off my white coat, my phone buzzed. I saw the familiar numbers flash across the screen, and I couldn't help but furrow my brow. "Dana, come to The Midnight Club, VIP Room B." The noise on the other end was a chaotic blend of laughter and voices. "Dana, bring a bottle of wine. Tonight, we drink until we drop." "Yeah, bring champagne. Let's give Rosa a proper celebration!"

Thought so too , so in this book titled I love you am gonna put down all of my experiences , and note its gonna be in a detailed version. Question to ask : why was I sad and depressed Answer : I was brutally raped at age ten by my one and only uncle ( Fred ) who happened to be my dad's younger brother , sad right? , but that's the truth really. But you know , am not sad anymore why because, the sad incident made me meet the love of my life " Steven Damien " he is not only a good husband but also an amazing and loving father to our kids " Daniel and Daniella " i must say , they are the best things that ever happened to me and am really proud of them.

Her phone rings, Nora sees a strange number popped on her screen; she reluctantly picks it up "Hello? Who is this?" a seductive male voice followed suit "It's Alfred, I gave you a lift, please save my number, I will chat you up on W******p" she awkwardly replies "sure! Thanks for the lift, I.. gotta go now" as the call trailed off, she goes straight to her W******p to add his number to her blocked list.