Tanda Pria Mencintaimu Novels & Stories

Maahir said in a flat tone when Rudra's eyes popped out in a squint. "I'm aware of it." Glanced at them, Rudra didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. "But, I don't know how deep it is...?" Tamaz stressed to test the waters. "Um. You can say pretty serious," emphasized Rudra while scratching his head. "You mean...?" stopped Maahir deliberately. "I want her." "That's it. Go to her." blurted Tamaz with a contented smile plastered on his lips. "The desire to love and get loved, and the need to nurture seem to go hand in hand. But..." paused Rudra while his lips pressed into a thin line.

He took a deep breath. "I know that you don't love me. Not yet." A trace of a sad smile appeared on his face before transforming into a determined expression, "And I will never force you to love me. But I will do my best to show my love for you and make you fall in love with me, too. I hope that one day, you will also feel the same way as I do. I will wait for you, wait for you to fall for me. Even if it takes a lifetime. I will wait, and till then, you will always find me standing beside you to give you all my full support. Whatever you want to do, whether it will be a sad or happy moment of your life. I will be by your side. I just want a promise, a promise that you will never leave me, th

"Tippa, you do know how badly I want to make love to you, but if you don’t want this right now, just tell me no.” Tippa’s lips parted with surprise as her eyes widened with the same expression. ‘Do guys ask for permission?’ She thought. Her respect level spiked even further for this man. “I want to make you an honest woman, but at the same time, I want whatever you want.” “I, um…” “That’s not no, my love. Last chance.” He said with a slight smile, knowing her response was saying precisely what she wanted to do. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

I was the couch he would slump on to relieve himself of the hurt. "It would be more stupid of you to doubt the way he looks at you because you think you don't fit in with his ideal woman. That man loves you as hell, why are you laid back doubting his love for you," a male voice rang through the room, his lightweight footsteps directed towards me.

He pulled it open and showed the ring to her. “Valentine Valencia, I can’t handle these feelings I have for you. For the ten years we have been together, dating in secret, I loved you and I still love you. Every time you laugh or giggle to my jokes, you light up the dying spark in me. You were always there to cheer me up when I’m down and support me in the times when I was being challenged and weighed down heavily by my job, family and my mind. I have been waiting for so long for this moment to come. I asked for a sign, to know if you were really the one who’s fit for me and then, I was given a dream of us together. I could see a vivid picture of our future, happy and joyful… Valentine, will

He showed his right hand proving that he is not married by not having any wedding band. "I was and still am madly in love with someone and it's difficult for me to forget her. I just hope she feels the same way." "How can someone not like you? You are wealthy, quite handsome, yeah, and you seem nice to everyone, I'm sure especially to girls. How can she not like you?" "She is different. She is not like any other woman to me. She is so special that I was willing to wait until she can finally trust and believe me. I think I can never find a woman as special as her."

He held my hand and knelt in front of me “So, Tala Hill Kilfeather, will you do the mating ritual with me?” “Do you really have to kneel down?” “Isn't it always kneeling in the movies? Men in front of women when they ask the women to marry, you ask them when?” he said it with that smile that I couldn't refuse. I smiled. “Yes, I will. I'll do the mating rituals with you.” He stood up, hugged me tightly. “I love you, Tala.” “I love you, too.”

I chuckle fakely. He suddenly steps closer, places his palm on the side of my neck, bringing his face closer to mine, "Damn you, woman." I get frozen because of his abrupt nearness. He looks straight into my eyes, get frustrated, "I just said I love you. You heard me. What more should I do to make you believe me? I've been in love with you for a very long time."

“No. No. I mean, I didn't touch her like that.” I raised a brow. “Really?” I ran my eyes over him, finding it hard to believe. Tavian was a top boy in school, who would have thought he doesn't do those stuff with his girlfriend. “I always wanted it to be special, during our mating night…” his voice trailed off. “Wait. Why are you smiling like that?” I blinked and looked away. “I never— even in my wildest imagination, I never thought you were this kind of guy.” “So tell me, did Declan use any of those condoms on you?”

Rubbing my forehead, I decided to scroll through my socials, hoping to get him off my mind. At least this had helped in my previous breakup. The videos suddenly felt irritating. Within seconds, I swiped them away. It was as though my attention span had been ruined. All it yearned for was his. About to drop my phone, I came across a video listing signs that a man loves you. I shouldn’t be watching such things now. They were probably posted for views and likes. But something urged me to watch, and the list kept going. “If he likes you, he listens to you, he wants to be with you, his eyes twinkle and he’s always happy when you’re around, he makes you feel seen and loved, and your heart just kno