Pog Cinta の小説・ストーリー

Giovanni challenges. "And I will love you so deeply that you will regret causing pain to me." Everly challenges back. "Time will tell who's going to win. Pain Or Love." Giovanni says before storming out of the room leaving Everly all alone.

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?

Chapter 11 A month later I was in the car with Peter outside his restaurant, we were kissing like two teenagers when someone knocked on the car window. I fell in love and fell in love with this man, don't you think it was love at first sight ?! It only takes a minute to fall in love with someone at first sight, a day to love someone, it's like a blow you get right there! in the pit of the stomach. Very curious the blow of heart!

He read the caption "YOU DON'T CHOOSE YOUR FAMILY . THEY ARE GODS GIFT TO YOU, AS YOU ARE TO THEM " "come home son , i love you Happy birthday to you my dear " His hand clinch at the side of portrait stood up and bang the portrait in his wall , the pieces of the portrait shattered on floor . "LOVE !! LOVE BULLSHIT WITH YOUR LOVE !!" He shouted before going in for a relax warm shower. He came out from the shower wrapping a towel on his waist ,shaking his head to dry of his hair , showing off his super muscular body with six pack abs. .

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◇NO POV◇ karthik is laughing within himself for the kiss with viranica he knows how much she loves him he wanted to love her in same way but he knows very well he can't love her the same way she loves him because her love is unique she loves him more than anything in this world she can sacrifice anything to be with him slowly for him she became his lifeline he was so happy with her by forgetting all the worries he learned to smile due to her but for him her smile is everything

Because of his sick words. He leaned closer. Brushing the tip of his nose against hers, he breathed her subsiding breaths which were tickling the skin of his philtrum and lips. “The destination where I’ll show you my love,” he closed his eyes as his palm received the light weight of her face. He smiled unwell, mumbling, “where there’s no limit of insanity, tesorino.” (Little treasure)

May caption pang "My Daniel Junior miss your tight hole already, wanna give it a suck?" Putang ina! Sisigaw na sana ako sa kilig ng may bigla na naman ulit dumating na message at nang buksan ko ito ay halos kumabog ang dibdib ko at bigla akong napahiga. Nagsend siya ng picture ng Sperm niya na hawak niya at ang caption, "wish you were here. Sayang to. You can drink it all you want, its all yours."

Made it final. She thought about the summer fling Liam had told her about, the one he’d had with Clara before he’d left for university. She’d always thought of it as “puppy love”—something silly, something insignificant, something that had happened long before he’d met her. But now, she realized that it wasn’t just about her and Liam. It wasn’t just about their love story. It was about a life that had been created from that “puppy love,” a life that was now part of Liam’s world, part of his future. A life that would always be there, between them.

Vera stormed out of the building in anger. ___ Fredrick Foster’s Villa, Kendrick and his Father sat in the living room. “I hear there’s a girl you’ve been going around with recently?” Mr. Foster, Kendrick’s father asked. “You’re right father, her name is Angela.” Kendrick replied, with a smile at the thought of Angela’s pretty and innocent face. “Is she from a wealthy family?” Mr. Foster caressed the armrest of his wheelchair. “I don’t care if she’s from a wealthy home or not, Angela’s hardworking and kind, I’m always drawn to her each time I see her.” Kendrick replied, this time with a loving smile on his face, he was in love.