Sweetest Memory Mga Nobela at Kwento

I smile in sadness , Why ? I heard the club door open and I turned the phone off keeping it back on the table . I looked back at the cabin door which opened to see Ruth , He seemed shocked but relaxed too . His expression was weird . He grabbed Aaron's phone and gave a sigh . " He forgot " I nodded looking away . He turned around about to walk away when he spoke , " I assume you must have realised something by now , you better take the chance before it goes away for ever " God no .

I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her earlobe as I whispered in a raspy voice, "You're beautiful. You pleased me. The way you take me, all hungry and desperate, it's driving me insane. I want to make you scream my name until you can't remember anything else." Her breath hitched, and she moaned louder, her voice trembling with desire. "Then do it." She gasped, her hips meeting my thrust. "Make me scream your name...until I forget... my own. Take me over the edge, and I'll be yours. Make me forget." I understood the double meaning behind her words. She longed not just for the physical release but also to forget the burdens weighing on her at that moment. This connection between us w

I looked down at the menu and then looked at Ophelia. ' the usually? " I ask her and she nods her head excitingly as she jumps up and down in her chair. I chuckle as I watch how happy she was infront of me. The waiter came back to take our orders, I ordered a happy meal with extra nuggets and a strawberry milkshake for Ophelia and a big Mac meal and a coke for myself. Fifteen minutes later the waiter came back with our order and placed it infront of us, Ophelia happily digged into her food as soon as the food was placed infront of her. I watched her in awe as she opened her toy and squealed as she showed me her new buzz lighter toy, she kept it in her hand as she chewed on her food. It's be

But there is a story behind it, there's a history inside that reminds Debbie of old times when they were still in first grade. Back in 1st grade, chocolate candy was always in Debbie's pocket. Her favorite snack at that time. Back than, one day she had a big fight with Sarah. Debbie forgot what they were arguing about that time. It's like Sarah apologizing present time. Sarah gives Debbie’s favorite chocolate candy inside a plastic bag tied in rubber. It make Debbie laugh when think of it again. Yes, this kind of apology reminds Debbie of the events of that time. It turns out that Sarah still remembers her even times passed, as well as these chocolate candies is a proof. With this kind of wa

am really busy at the moment. For squandering my time, I came across as annoyed. "Ayah, I'm sorry, but would it be possible for me to order room service?" I quickly put my hand over my mouth. It has been some time since the haughty man. "Of course, what are you looking for?" May I have your name and room number, please? Doesn't anyone see that? I was wondering what his name was. A voice saying, "Flirty move, Ayah!" kept popping into my thoughts. I overheard him placing his lunch order and laughing. With four cups of rice and pineapple juice, may I please have Kare-kare, fish fillet, Steam Lapu-Lapu, and four cups of rice? My name is Kent and I am in room 408. I suppress my gasp. I could fee

He thought amusedly. First, she had saved the young master from drowning in San Francisco and now she was wrecking him with her provocative words. Was this fate? Maybe it was destiny that kept bringing them together. Does she not remember who the man in front of her was? “Has she suddenly lost her memory or what”? James thought.

I took the note and read it: Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. It was my favourite part of the book. The first sentence being the one I adored the most. I sighed, not sure how I wanted to go about my day. I've got to study, yet that picture I found kept bothering me. I needed answers.

I highly doubt that. As soon as we reached the penthouse I saw mom standing in the living room. She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. “How are you my sweet little girl” Suzie came in too and heard mom. “Yeah, your sweet little girl got herself pregnant with a mafia’s child” she was always annoyed when mom called me her sweet little girl. “Don’t talk nonsense, Suzie. She’s your sister; not to mention twin.” Mom scolded her and we all entered the living room. Mom made me sit on the couch and went into the kitchen. She made tea for us all and we had our loveliest family get-together of all time.

His words hit me hard this time. My sudden anger rose to hear him, and I gritted my teeth. His honest remark somehow touched my heart. I know for a fact that I don’t want to let those memories fade away. Not because I am loving this pain, but because those are the only best memories I had in my life before Bella entered. I am emotionally attached to them, and it’s true that I don’t want to forget that, not today or tomorrow. I might not cherish them, as they aren’t as sweet as sugar. However, those were the best ones.

The word forgiveness is not enough to alleviate the pain I gave him. I didn’t even think about it. I crossed the gap between us to hug him tightly. I heard his soft laughs and his tight hug in between my burst of emotion. As usual, it was still nice to be locked in his arms. His sweet smell and the strong heartbeat that sounded like music to my ears were still delicious. I will definitely miss him so much. I will surely miss everything about him. His sweetness. His loving touch and his warm and soothing hug. I will definitely miss all of that.