Romance Language Map Novels & Stories

"In Turkish seni seviyorum." Taking another balloon from his hand, Crystal smiled softly. "In Greek S'agapo." "In German Ich liebe dich." "In Japanese Aishiteru." "In Chinese Wo ai ni." "In French Je t'aime." "In Russian Ya lyublyu tebya." "In Thai Chan rak khun." "In Malay Saya cinta padamu." "In Korean Saranghae." He just stared at her without saying anything. She said the meaning of those foreign words while taking the balloons from his hand one by one and setting them free, letting them flying in the sky. "And In English. I love you."

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I smiled at her and said, "It's not a big deal; it's just a glass! No harm done, alright?" I was starting to clean up the mess as I realised that my hands—no, our hands—met. I tried hiding my blushing face as I looked up, only to find myself looking face-to-face in the eyes of Maki; our faces were just an inch or two away. Maki looked at me and said, "I love you." I love you. Hmm. Wait, did she just say she loves me? I couldn't have possibly heard that right. "Huh? What was that again?"

A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night. A shrill voice announced, "The time has come. Let the bride enter!" A black carriage, lavishly decorated yet unsettling, rolled in slowly. The door opened, and a bride in a blood-stained wedding dress stepped out gracefully. "Where's my groom?" George hurried over, waving for the puppets to drag me away. He pointed at the players seated at a long table. "My lady, please take a look. Which one do you favor?" The bride lifted her veil. Blood slid down her face like melting wax. Her crimson eyes swept across the crowd. "I'm not satisfied with any of them. Not a single one looks pleasing."

“Make me yours, Jonathan.” I whispered in a seductive tone, closing the distance between our lips. The desire to feel him inside me overwhelmed me, and I longed for our souls to merge forever, untouchable by anyone who would dare to separate us. “It’s unbelievable that this moment has finally arrived, the day I’ll claim you. I’ve been eagerly awaiting this day, which felt like an eternity. Thank you, my angel, for never giving up on me. I love you so much. You are a precious gift from God.” He confessed, his eyes brimming with love and deep desire as he gazed at me.

he murmured, “You’re falling for me. I could see it in your expressions” I could get used to you. “This is why I’m in such a hurry to learn your language. You speak Spanish in my ear during and after sex.” And he spoke infuriating Russian. “Even when you sleep, you murmur in Spanish.” I talked in my sleep? Fuck!“You’re learning too fast. I’ll have no secrets before long.” “That’s the plan.” I bit my lip, feeling like a countdown clock had started. Again, I thought, What if I trusted Roman?

Pulling Angel’s knees up. Tony’s hands smoothed over Angel’s hips, again. Slow and reverent. Then he kissed them. His knees. But his eyes have gone dark. Full of desire. HIs silver eyes brewed a storm. Their eyes met. As if searching for something. Not moving yet. “Ti desidero (I desire you).” His eyes say the same. “Voglio sentirti dentro (I want to feel you inside).” His eyes are truthful. “Ti prego, di di si (I beg you, say yes).”

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

I guess on some level, I hadn’t believed Elle when she told me thats what they do. Tossing the book to the floor, I notice something falls out. A folded piece of paper. Opening it up, I find a small map. It didn’t make any sense, it wasn’t written in English, but Fae language. Something that I couldn’t understand except for one word. “River” There was only one river around here and that was the one that separated Moon Bay and Elijah’s pack. It was a long river and Elle could have taken her anywhere along there.

She added as she walked past us, murmuring something I couldn't understand at all. 'That's their own language in their small town!' Suddenly, Katrina's voice sprang up at the back of my thoughts. Oh! I forgot! Since Logan had already marked me, I was now a member of their kingdom. I could mind-link them anytime and anywhere, as long as the signal still reached the link. 'What language is that?!' I asked, curious. I had never heard that there was another language in the werewolf world. 'A mixture of Latin and ancient Greek!' Katrina replied as we both followed Miranda downstairs. 'It's hard to understand and learn. But if you want to learn, there is only one book in the palace that has that l