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I held her close to my body, kissed her hair and whispered into her ears. "Yo siempre te protegeré, mi amor eterno" (T: I'll always protect you, my eternal love) ######## Hey guys, so, successfully I've completed this book on my own side and I really can't wait for you all to read all I've written on Adonis and Bella.

I gave it a read, "Calix, You give me feelings that I can't put into words. You're like one of those people who make my life better just by being in it. Any day I spent with you is my favourite day. So I want to make my entire life a favourited ones. Will you allow me by being my boyfriend?" It doesn't sound like me. But it's good. I gave thumbs-up to Clara. Author's p.o.v:

Laughing, they both walked closer to the shore and kicking off their shoes to dip their legs into the water, Damien stole a glance at the most beautiful girl by his side, a wide smile on her face as she watched the beautiful scenery. When she saw he was staring, a blush crept up her cheeks, “If you keep staring at me like that I'm going to melt into this water." Damien chuckled but said nothing, instead as a response, he scooted closer to her and rubbed his thumb over her hand. "I love you, always.” He whispered, burying his face in her hair and smiling and hugging him tightly she replied, “Always and forever.” Flashback Ends *** Damien felt a lump form in his throat at the memory, and the b

I wanted to ask her why she didn’t tell me, but I didn’t want to miss an opportunity to apologize to her. "I’m sorry, Lola. I’m sorry it took me this long to realize it has always been you." "It’s always been you, Dante." "When did you remember?" I asked. The End Thank you for reading. Kindly check out my new book, Taming Mr. Arrogant. Thank you so much for your support. I hope you enjoyed Dante and Lola's journey.

Eleven said. "What's your name?" the man said. “Eleven" “Okay, listen to me El, I have a family, I love my wife and my son. Yes my son is about the same age as you. I have no interest in touching you because you are just a young girl, my wife is prettier than you and that is more than enough for me. But, your father owes me a debt, a very high debt, I think with him not working like now, he won't be able to pay it off. When my men said he wanted to sell you, to be honest I wasn't interested, I'm a bookie, I don't play human trafficking, that's not my type. But one of my men, the man who brought you here, he said if your father abused you, he saw it himself because it shows on your body and y

He had been working endlessly for the past two weeks now and his name topping the charts was proof of his hardwork. Then his mind wandered to other things. To other distractions. A few weeks ago, he would’ve just called up one of the girls he casually saw from time to time. But today? Today, the thought of just being alone wasn’t as appealing. The buzzing from his phone pulled him from his thoughts. The name on the screen brought him back to the present—Sophie. Sophie was a reminder of the old Luke. The carefree one, the one who didn’t care about anything except the next thrill. She’d been part of his life during a time when his choices didn’t matter, a time before everything had shifted.

"Depends. Does it say 'To the Boy I Was and the Woman I Love'?" Her fingers ran over the embossed letters again. "Yes." "Then yes," he answered softly, leaning back in his chair. The book had arrived that morning in a plain cardboard box. She had thought it was something Luke had obtained for himself initially. Then she read the title, her name in the dedication, and it hit her like a rising tide of warmth. "You wrote a book," she said slowly, tracing her fingers across the pages. "You wrote a book of letters." "Letters to two people," Luke answered. "The boy I once was, and the woman who for whatever reason stayed."

We can start fresh. I took a deep breath, holding back my irritation. "Wake up, Matthew. I don't feel anything for you anymore. Take a moment to reflect—seriously. What makes you believe you can even be compared to David?" "But Sophie, I love you. I really do. My life has been a mess without you. I've lost 20 pounds since we broke up. Didn't you notice?" "That's your problem. If you need professional help, I know some great doctors."