To Write A Story In Spanish Novels & Stories

With the wind dancing with the sea, tangling through people’s hair, and through people’s clothes, it carries silent stories with in it. The green rainforest on the sides of the mountains, beautiful, eye catching, with the mist covering its beauty from people’s eyes, it was a home, to a few who loved nature, or to the rest who enjoyed its adverse beauty. A smile creeped on my face as we drove through the city, they all talked in a different kind of language, Spanish. I’d always heard of Spanish love, I couldn’t wait to start afresh. For a moment, Dante passed through my mind. I didn’t like it, but he was stuck to me, he wasn’t someone you could forget easily.

"I love you and i don't want you to ever think that i want to stay away from you. What i mean is that, i want to start from the ground and make my way up without favors but through my own hard work." "Fine. Whatever you want, baby. I know that in no time, you'll make it to the top." I smile and lean on my tiptoes, softly placing my lips to his. I pull back and search his eyes. "Te amo." He pulls me in and leans his forehead against mine. "Te amo." He replies, and it makes my heart leap and sends tingles between my legs because him speaking spanish is just.... "Come on, let's go to the grocery store. We'll have to stop by the gas station on the way."

I placed my bag beside me and grabbed some chips in front of us. "Guys, I've just learnt a little Spanish from a friend of mine during English class," Emma announced, enthusiastic. "You learned Spanish in English class? That's ironic," Danny remarked as we all laughed at it. "I know right?" Emma laid her hand on the grass and leaned on her arm. "So what are the words you've learned?" I asked. "Just basic Spanish. Like how to introduce yourself." She gestured her hand as we stared at her in anticipation. "¡Holá! Mi nombre Emma. ¿Como te llamas?"

She stares into the ocean and said, "El agua prestina hace que quiera sumergirme allí. Me encanta el lugar, es relajante." "Wow! I like your fluency in that language. What does that mean?" he asked with a smile. "Hmm... The prestine water makes me wanna immerse myself there. I love the place, it's relaxing." He nodded. "Cool. I want to learn that. Can you teach me?" "Sure! Me encantaria!" She smiled. "That means I would love to." "You're so cool." He smiled and pulled her close. "I want to hear more of your Spanish language. But I don't think I can."

"¡Bienvenida a España! ¿Qué tal el vuelo? How was your flight?" "Long," I joke. "Tiring. But I'm happy to be here." "Aw, don't worry. You're going to have a lot of fun, ya que estaré por aquí. Yo se como divertirme y salir de fiesta. I know how to party."

"Why don't they like you?" "Because I am not enough for them." She looked at him as if she was still asking if he had anything else to ask in his impromptu fast talk. He doesn't need to talk, but she seems to know what's going on in his mind. Yes, her in-law doesn't like her because she's not enough. "That's why you decided to write Te Jaime to publish. It's your own story," he concluded. "It is not solely my story. It is my way of bringing reality to the world. Not all stories had happy endings. And no story is a purely smooth sailing kind of story. Some were full of bitterness and pain."

As a result, that person decided to travel to Argentina. ** ** Five months after… “Me estas diciendo que aprendise espanol en cinco meses?” (So, you are telling me that you learned spanish within five months?) asked Agatha’s new classmate in college. “Si, (yes),” answered Agatha, laughing. In her new university, she’s walking in the school hallway with her new friends. “Es increible! (That’s amazing!)” one complimented. “No solo tiene talento, tambien es inteligente (She isn’t just talented, she’s also smart)” another added.

) one of my staff said. Another followed, “Buen regreso, Señora.” (“Happy return, Madam,”) I smiled and replied, “Gracias.” (“Thank you.”) They led us to our vehicle. “Mommy, how many months will we be here in Spain?” Xenna asked me. “Mami, ¿cuántos meses estaremos aquí en España?” “I don’t know yet, baby. Maybe when everything is okay,” I replied. “No lo sé, bebé. Tal vez cuando todo esté bien.”

-I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 1 -ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 2 -INFINITELY OURS BOOK 3 Thank you very much for reading my books, these are my first werewolf stories, and I had fallen in love with them; when I wrote them, it was not to sell or make money. I wrote them to create stories that came to my mind, characters with a life of their own and feel that I wanted you to feel when you read each one of my words, the fact that my first book on spanish POR SIEMPRE TUYA ( I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER) , was read by 164,100 readers in spanish and 22,500 in english, the second ETERNAMENTE MIA ( ENDLESSLY MINE) 52,000 readers in spanish and 4,100 in english, then INFINITAMNETE NUESTRA (INFINITELY OURS) only 2

But I can't. Wait!! I can. A mischievous idea suddenly came into my mind as a devious smirk curled up my lips. I took my phone out and approached G****e for help. But which language should I choose. Spanish is fine, I guess. I pressed the search button before typing, very VERY bad words in Spanish. The page opened and there were many Spanish bad words along with the English meaning. But I selected the two easy one. One was, Qué cabron- what a bastard.