Rhythm Of Love Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Well, I shall miss you. I hope your meeting turns out well.” “As do I, but I’ll be counting the minutes until I see you again.” He leaned closer and kissed her mouth briefly. “Perhaps tomorrow I can spend more time with my lovely wife.” She shrugged. “Perhaps.” On instinct, she pressed her lips to his, hoping to bring back the excitement he’d started inside her from yesterday. Slowly, his arms slid around her, pulling her closer. She laid her hands against his chest, but not to stop him. The beat of his heart hammered in an erratic rhythm, just as hers. The muscles beneath her palms jumped, so she hesitantly ran her hands up to his neck.

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

But all that mattered was the man in her arms. She didn't care how long it had taken them to find each other. Their love story had just begun, and she was looking forward to forever with him. The End Author’s Note My dear readers, From the very first chapter until this very last word, you’ve walked hand in hand with Ria through every storm, every heartbreak, and every tender moment of love. This journey has been long, filled with twists and turns, and yet you stayed. You cried with her, you rooted for her, and in the end, you celebrated her happiness as if it were your own.

Raymond yells, voice breaking, his light wrapping me, warm, keeping me breathing. I clutch his hand, the bond searing like fire, our blood merging on the altar, runes flickering out. “I love you,” I reply, voice all hoarse, gaze riveted on his, tears stinging. His light’s protecting me, his heartbeat constant in our relationship, like a drum holding me here. “We’re doing this.”

I pouted "You're so cute" He gave me his padlock and I read his writing. I smiled Olivia is Joey's I know you're my first and my last Forever I will love you Our love will never end Saranghaeyo~ I chuckled to look his writing, "Come on" he took my hand and we walked to see an empty space to put this. Suddenly I found one, I pulled Joey's arms and ran to it. He laughed. "Here" I pointed a small gap between thousands of padlock. I attached it and he did too.

The sight of the hunger of her love written on her soft face spurred him on. It was then he pushed himself into a rhythm that sent them both almost mindless. She kissed him with a feverish passion, dragged her fingernails up the side of his bare torso and heard him cry her name out loud. He retaliated by grabbing both her hands to still her tormenting touch and pushed

PLAYLIST: About Love - Marina Anyone - Justin Bieber Love me like you do - Ellie Goulding Only Everything - Quinn Lewis Shelter - FINNEAS Wolves - Selena Gomez ft Marshmello War of Hearts - Ruelle Lost Without you - Freya Ridings Time after Time - Sam Smith We are in this Together Now - Loving Caliber I hope you enjoy the songs in this playlist just as much as I enjoyed listening to them as I wrote this book. Once again, thank you.(✷‿✷)

Melissa - Ricardo arrived unexpectedly, he didn't let me know he was coming. Something must have happened, he seems nervous. We made love, and now I'm lying here on his chest. His breathing is irregular, and his heart is beating fast. I can feel his hands trembling. Something tells me it's not good news, but I'll give him his space.

He’d been too busy trying to rewrite their story with someone who didn’t belong in it. He set the glass down and picked up the book again. Her book. The one she’d sent him before leaving the city. He’d read it five times already, and yet every page seemed to cut deeper. He flipped to the middle, where her handwriting still marked the margin: “Maybe love isn’t about who stays. Maybe it’s about who teaches you to stay with yourself.” He read it out loud, his voice breaking on the last word. There were moments usually around 2 a.m. when he still expected her to text, to send something simple like You forgot your keys or Don’t forget to eat. But his phone remained still.

“Maybe we’re just two people who only work in memories.” Lincoln exhaled slowly. “Then let’s create new ones.” Her heart trembled. Hope. Fear. Love. All mixed together like a storm she wasn’t ready to face again. “I need time,” she said. “I’ll wait.” And for the first time in years, Evelyn realized something terrifying. She might still love him enough to risk everything again. But life had a way of testing love when you least expected it. And neither of them knew yet… That the past wasn’t finished with them.