Princess Amber Two By Two Lyrics Novels & Stories

*Ajay Mehra Pov* I waited for her to say something else but she didn’t. I took a deep breath and started turning the knob, but stopped hearing her call me again “Ajay!” “What is it Jiya?” I asked her closing my eyes. “Don’t leave me!” she replied in a whisper, and I can’t believe I even heard her. “What?” I asked her in shock losing the grip on my bag but didn’t turn back. “Don’t leave me, Ajay.” she said, and I turned back rushing towards her.

q "You see this! this is the house I built to give as a gift to you on our wedding day. Now the house is empty. In fact, before that I hoped that you would live in the house and wait for my return to the house, But it turns out my dream is just wishful thinking. Not according to what I imagined before. On the day I wanted to surprise you, I wanted to propose to you, suddenly I heard the news that my brother wanted to get married, and the woman who became his future wife turned out to be you. You can imagine how devastating this feeling is, Mera." when I got there I saw Abraham's tears were getting heavier.

I am supposed to be called the dreamer princess or princess of dreams, but this time it was all about him , however I tried to escape or wake up from it , it all goes back to the starting point , him, i wake up in a dream to dream about him , what an irony. I even pinched my self but it was all in pure flutifle ..... vain , I cant feel it , where are the brown crawlers of my dreams or those voices calling me , come back again please instead the man I am seeing right now god no , he is taking off his clothes piece by piece and believe me when i am saying he dosent wear much .........stop ........oh my god he didnot stop , don't come closer stay away oh no ... he is coming , someone save me

Kyra- I was incandescently happy right now. My life was utterly perfect. I had two beautiful amazing children, a loving and supportive family, and a mate that has made every day seem like it was the best day. The only thing I could want or even ask for is just hearing from Caleb, even once.

Chapter 2 It’s been four years now, and my twins are three years old. Their names are Princess Xenna and Prince Xenno. I really went through a lot during my pregnancy, like constant vomiting and intense food cravings. Good thing my friends, especially Tanya, were always there to help me. I was deep in thought when Princess Xenna tugged at me. "Mommy, please 'gewa' us some cookies," she said, mispronouncing 'gawa' (make) into 'gewa' while making cute eyes. It was adorable enough to make me secretly laugh.

Livia stopped and raised an eyebrow, her expression questioning. "Where are you going, Livia? Is the meeting over? Aldrake and I still have somewhere to go," Amber said with a smirk, seeming to taunt Livia. "Why don't you find out yourself?" Livia shot back, her response causing Amber's face to flush with annoyance. "Weren't you just inside the hall with him? Why don't you tell me yourself? Or maybe you're just jealous because Aldrake and I have plans, and you don't want to tell me," Amber said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, followed by a mocking laugh. "And why would I be jealous, Amber?" Livia asked, her tone even. "Aren't you his wife? His mate? It's only natural that you'd be jealous.

she smirks, “Mut..what?” She laughs, “I'm messing with you” she looks back to the mirror finishing her hair, she turns to me and smiles again, “come on, before Dex finishes all the juice” she smiles and walks away. My heart racing, but so much in love. ************

his annoying voice pierced my ears, making me wish I could rip them off too. "Come on, come over here," he said as he circled the food which he brought from behind him in my face. "Come here princess," I wished he'd stop calling me that more than anything. I was not a princess and I was, more importantly, never going to be his princess. "You're playing hard to get, eh? I like girls like that, they made it fun," Acer laughed with that comment. I hated listening to his delusional comments. I hated that he was delusional towards me.

She had had a similar experience to this— with Mike, the only difference was that they were hoping for a child. After carrying out the necessary steps, Abby wiped her cheek where a stray tear had fallen and placed the rest wand on the sink. She hadn't even realized she was crying. While she waited, she tidied up, brushing her hair back with her fingers, reapplying her lipgloss and drying her wet eyes. By the time she was done, the timer on her phone had gone off. Her heart rate spiked the moment she saw the results. Two lines.

That I want to stay in this turmoil, even drown in it. — And if… I can't do it? I ask in a trembling voice. The silence thickens. Then his answer falls, soft and implacable: — Then you will pray twice as much. I feel my eyes close despite myself. Twice as much. As if multiplying prayers could extinguish the fire devouring me.