Ubi Amor Ibi Dolor Novels & Stories

Ameira whispered while facing the mirror. Baby I can't deny I'm crazy for you You're the dream I have every night When you hold me here in your arms Our hearts beat as one We will always be together So everything will be alright. She thanked him and walked away without looking back. She's just scared. Scared of the fact that she's not normal. She can't... She might end up killing him or more than that. She isn't capable of loving someone. For this isn't a love story, and it will never be one.

Devlin turned to Fidelo who gave a quite sour expression. “Will you be okay with that, mi Amor Mabel?” “I am fine Fidelo and do please stop calling me your heart. You will find your true love later on. “ “Ahh you hurt my feelings, mi Amor. But if you feel okay with American here, sure, no problem.”

♧THE BLOCKBUSTER ATTACK♧ "Hey sweetheart, how are you feeling?" Amy greeted her daughter Dolora as soon as she opens her eyes weakly. She knows what was taken from her daughter, and her pain is twice heavier than what had her daughter suffered with. "I'm-- thirsty, M-- Mom." She whispered with her rough voice. Winced out of the aching throat she has as she spoke. Amy picked the glass of water she placed at the bedside and make Dolora drink a bit, slowly. "Anything hurts, baby?"

He said and Amber pulled to a halt, turned back to look at him. "What do you mean? What about your mate?" "Can't you see? I don............." Amber cut in abruptly as she felt a gush of memories ran through her brain and she staggered. Ignacio rushed to help her sit back on the ground and felt her temperature with the back of his palm, "What's wrong with you? Your body seem to be fine." "Anytime you say that sentence to me, I feel like I've heard it from someone very strong, like my Alpha." She said and looked up into his eyes but what she saw was disappointments.

Can't stand the pain in the anal canal. "Jack..." Reo whispered. He looked at the innocent face that was sleeping. "I love you. Really, even when we play, I hurt a lot. It's okay, it's better than you staying away from me." Maybe Reo thought, Jack was still in the subconscious. So he himself dared to say it openly. In fact, Jack wasn't really asleep. He had woken up from his subconscious when he heard a soft sob coming from Reo's voice. However, his eyes had been refusing to open. Not without reason, because Jack just wanted to know what his gay boyfriend was really complaining about.

(Amor meus, is Latin for my love) Lucian's POV "Amor meus, Do you see this? Our little baby girl is all grown up!" My love said as he turned his face to look at me. I could see the tears streaming down his face as he looked at me. I felt my own face wet with tears as I looked at him. I slowly approached, afraid he might disappear again if I move too fast. But I desperately wanted to see him, to touch him, to talk to him. To see if it's really him.

Even I thought that could be the emotion existing within that man's chest, I realized it was not. It took me time to read but I later had it figured out. It's a look of pain. It's a look of regret, hurt, infliction, torment but yet admiration. You see why I'm confused? How could you feel two contrasting things towards someone at once? I understood love and hate because there's a very thin line between them. He's is regret and admiration. His admiration glowed anytime he saw her smile, whenever she adjusted her hair or each time she nearly choked out of laughter.

A bone-deep pain instantly tore through my body. I let out a muffled gasp and collapsed onto the cold floor. Cold sweat drenched my back in seconds. I felt as though my soul was being torn apart. Yet, compared to the heartbreak from just moments ago, this pain felt much milder. With my gaze locked on the bone ring, I whispered to myself, "Just five more days, Tori Dawson. Five more days, and you'll be free from this ridiculous farce."

After that day, something changed in Ariana’s head. Not fully. But enough. She didn’t like it. Because doubt was worse than anger. Anger was simple. Clean. You knew who to blame. But doubt? Doubt made everything messy. And Ariana hated messy. Still, she didn’t tell anyone what Liam said. Not yet. Because part of her didn’t want it to be true. --- At school the next morning, Oliver noticed it immediately. Not because Ariana said anything.

I slapped my palm to my for head while Catherine placed her head in her hands. "Estoy relecionada con una idiota"* I'm related to an idiot* she says shaking her head." Ok ok maybe that wasn't my best line but someday Isabella will fall for my charm right issabella?" he asked. I walked up to him hips swaying seductivly before whispered in his ear." Do you want me hunter?" I whispered seductivly causing him to shiver."Меутай дальше. Этого никогда не случится"*keep on dreaming hunter because its never going to happen and beside's" i said. "Ты не справишься со мной"* you can't handle me" i said patting his cheeck before steeping back.