Novel Tagalog Love Story Novels & Stories

Inilubog ko ang aking mga paa sa kulay pink na buhangin at malaya kong tinanaw ang malawak at medyo maalon na karagatan. Doon ay muli kong sinariwa ang mapait na love story ko na naganap sa Maynila. Love story na kung saan ay ako lang ang nakakaalam ng totoong kuwento. At ako ang naging pangunahing tauhan dito.

Kain whispers into my ear, his breathing heavy as he holds back his wants and desires while my body gets used to being invaded like this. Nodding hazily, I mumble an almost incoherent, “I love you, Kain.” “I love you too, Liam.” Kain’s gentle confession, followed by a passionate but tender kiss, has me lost completely in the moment's bliss. Even the pain from this being my first time pales compared to the joy I feel from finally being claimed by my lover.

Hayden lifted her face to look into his eyes. "I promise to never break your heart. Give me a chance to prove that I won't hurt you. I've never felt like this for anyone before I met you. I know it's only been two days, but you're all I've thought about since seeing you that first time. Let me erase the pain that's in your heart." Hearing his sweet words as he looked into her eyes was all she needed to hear. Natalia pulled his face back down to hers and kissed him again.

This time, he kissed me passionately, his touch tender and gentle. As he entered me again, I was prepared, ready to embrace the pain. It hurt like hell, but I didn't care. It was nothing compared to the ache in my heart. I'd rather feel this physical pain than the endless torment of my unrequited love for him. He moved slowly, exploring my body. I began to hear the music his touch created. I loved the pleasure he brought me. I went wild, losing myself as he moved faster and faster. I felt like I was in a race, being chased by an unstoppable force.

" How old was I when we fell in love? 'Three years younger than me… which means he was old enough to understand the responsibilities of marriage and be able to assume them.' But you didn't. In any case, what's the use of remembering these things? — If there aren't any more lit embers, it's no use... but I don't believe there's only ashes! The big, beautiful eyes looked at him pleadingly. “Jonathan, I beg you, give me another chance. - For what? To play with my feelings again and end it all when the whim runs out? “That will never happen again, I promise. The fact of having seen Hong Kong opened my eyes... I didn't imagine it would be like this. Her gaze roamed around her. The luxury of his f