Pog Cinta の小説・ストーリー

She just could not tell her friend on their reunion after years that it was just a marriage out of a deal. “You mean love at first sight?” Natalie winced. “Well, it’s kinda like that.” “Believe me, honey. There’s no such thing. The first sight is lust. Second, an obsession if you haven’t got what you want. A third, perhaps we can call it a prelude to love.” She laughed at that. Natalie may have liked boys and was a little naughty all the time, but she had a deeper perception of love. Her friend does not believe in a whirlwind romance.

I chuckled at her childishness. Meredith the heart breaker. " Like you'll still date him after you find out he hates pandas" " What! It was just one guy. And who the fuck hates pandas? He wasn't worth it " Her love for the fuzzy black and white creatures was onto another level. " Well too sad, the man is married " " Ouch.. That hurt" " Yeah, keep the broken pieces of your heart in your desk drawer. It's a Mr Reid, really tall, blonde haired and tanned skinned man and his wife is so beautiful, she's a red hair just like you " I was out of words to describe the couple.

Let me know in the comment section. Love Pia.

“Don’t even go there.” Cássia set her mug down with a theatrical flourish. “Tell me everything. Did the gato mágico bring you to your destiny, man, or not?” I sputtered. “He’s not, He’s not, He’s, It’s complicated.” She leaned in close to the camera, her grin wicked. “So that’s a yes.” I buried my face in my hands, muffled, “Ai caralho.” Her laughter rang out like bells. “You slept with him! My innocent little Carolina, wait, no, not innocent, I remember João. But this? This is better. This is firefighter arms.”

I had to make things clear. "Allow me to correct you, Gamma. Sophia Maguire and I are friends, but we have no romantic involvement whatsoever. I just wanted to clarify that," I asserted, noticing the surprise on their faces. It seemed they had genuinely believed that Sophia and I were together. I couldn't let that misunderstanding continue to impact Josephine and me.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Love. END

he cried. I felt Lorenzo's shoulders shake as I stood there immobile. I shut my eyes tightly as I tried to stop my heart from sinking back in the mud. Two years ago, I was dreaming of this. Lorenzo, crying in my shoulders, apologizing and regretting all the d*mn things he did to me. Two freaking years ago, I imagined him crying his eyes out while confessing to me how much he loved me. It seemed to be just wishful thinking, but now that it was happening, those dreams had already vanished and I was no longer asking for it anymore.