Tình Yêu Màu Nắng Mga Nobela at Kwento

I just wanted to be his bad girl. To me, his love is warmth, comfort, and peace. He was all I wanted. I only wished we weren’t in hiding. I would have painted the world red with his fire and cooled it down with my ice. I grabbed my note pad which was always with me and wrote another poem while he observed curiously. I’m your ice and you, my fire You light me up Give my heart the heat it desires Your love is red hot But don’t worry Blue and white are my favorite colors

Only if only, if we were just the normal loves. Rather than the wall, we have a builder with secrets hidden inside either of us who does not agree to break out of it. Only if I let you in my world which is filled with the darkness not with the colourful like it used to be. Will you also let me into the world of colours that you have stopped building? The white canvas just stood in front of you as I just watched you just stared at blankly. While mine dipping down with the red pain on the floor making a puddle around my feet.

The day had barely begun, yet the sun was sneering from above. Professor Brown Sanders wiped his forehead with a bandanna and stared at the damp spot in the center of the fabric. Of all the colors he could have chosen that day, it had to be green. Green, like the canopy of leaves blocking the sun every now and then. Green, like the dense undergrowth weaving through the forest floor, carpeted by thick sludge of mud, rotting plants, and the droppings of God only knows what. With every step he took, the snake-like vines seemed to move, determined to launch him face-first into the putrid forest floor of the A****n rainforest.

Maybe not all love stories are roses and rainbows. Some are written in blood. Deep red, is a color hard to forget and hard to take off. And their’s was written in blood. Running deep, making it hard to forget or scrub off, leaving its mark on this very universe.

Author's pov After 3 days The Sun shone brightly….the weather was moderate and absolutely pleasant… But it was totally opposite in Sharma house,it was gloomy...especially Ankita. She was sitting in front of the mirror in a white salwar suit ….her eyes were full of tears. Tithi looked sadly at her sister ...she wanted to remove pain from her sister's life but it seems to be next to impossible because the reason of her happiness is no more…..Aarush is no more.

He’s teasing me on purpose. “Mmm, princess. I’ve been dreaming about this. About tasting you. Worshipping you right here.” He buries his face between my thighs and breathes me in. His eyes lift to mine, dark and playful. “Just like I remember—” “Sunshine and rainbows,” we say together. “Why do you always say that?” My voice is rough, barely there. “Because that’s what you are to me,” he says simply. “Light. Color. The thing that breaks the dark.”

My Love. THE END!!

“You with the sad eyes Don’t be discouraged Oh, I realize It’s hard to take courage In a world full of people You can lose sight of it all And the darkness inside you Can make you feel so small” He kept swaying with me, holding me tighter as I gently caressed his back and continued. “But I see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that’s why I love you So don’t be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors Are beautiful like a rainbow” I felt his kiss on my head and a whisper “God how am I able to love you even more Eve?” I smiled and continued lifting my head to look at him.

“Three to go, my love.” “Of course. Let’s dance and enjoy ourselves, my love. Let’s celebrate the love we have for each other and the love we have for our famiglia.” I place my head on Gio’s shoulder and danced into the night.

He took her hand in his. “I love small talk… I love deep conversations too… I love to get warm and cozy with the man I love… I’d love him to be my best friend… I’m a hopeless romantic… I appreciate the small stuff” Dylan tightened his grip on Nina’s hand. Looking into her eyes he smiled and said “and what’s your favorite color Nina?” “I love green and yellow too” she responded. “So I made a right choice when I chose the park?” Dylan inquired. “I think it was the best choice” Nina whispered as his face got closer to hers.