Una Carta Para Una Persona Especial Mga Nobela at Kwento

CARTER POV The day is as beautiful as the sun rises to its peak, but my heart is beating so fast because of nervousness. I really hope I could talk to her normally, and work things out. Luna Crest even packs a jar of cookies with a cute little card attached to a ribbon. It says,'You are love,' I wanted to rip that off, but I felt ashamed if I did that, because Luna did it with all her heart.

She could only just stare at him quietly. “It’s a busy evening, and I’d love to stay here all night with you, but we both know that’s not possible.” He pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to her. “This is my special line. I’ve never given anyone this contact before, but I’m giving it to you, Isla. I won’t force you into anything you don’t want, but I’ll always wait for you. Call me whenever you don’t feel like being alone.” Isla stared at the card quietly for a few seconds, unsure whether she even wanted to move her hands.

she smiled at him "how about you?" "Well"he took her hand without any intentions of letting go and immedistely a feeling which could be desxribed as a series of electric shocks and sparks ran through her and she shivered unconsciously. He said " My name is Nacen and I'm here to meet someone close and special to me" he said staring directly at her.

So, I need something to help motivate him in the right direction, and who is better to do that than his beloved mate? I pick up my phone at that thought and arrange for a customized gift basket of the things I learned she loves during the time we spent together and her favorite flowers. For Paris, I order a personalized set of cufflinks and an antique, rare painting that I know he’s going to love. He loves art, or at least he used to since I don't know who he is anymore. I tell the person I’ve tasked with organizing all this to make it quick.

I thought they're still busy checking out the clothes here. "Yeah, sure. I'm done. Let's go!" The woman guided us to the counter. We lined up. I opened my bag and took my wallet out. I readied my card. A not so typical card for it was exclusive only for the royalties. I mean, for the members of a royal family only. No one knew a card like this exist since there's rule that it needs to be confidential. Well, I have other cards too, but I need to use this for points. Hehe.

Beneath the dress lay a cream colored envelope. "Holy shit," Jasmine breathed. "Miss Elena, is that—" "Language," Elena said automatically, but her heart was hammering against her ribs. She opened the envelope with trembling fingers. Inside was a card in Dante's distinctive handwriting, bold and precise: Elena, Salvatore Industries is hosting its annual charity gala this Saturday evening. I would be honored if you would attend as my guest. The event raises funds for youth programs across the city, and I believe your perspective would be invaluable.

He wouldn't say anything and even when I greet, he would not answer me. I'm happy that he did today. Surely, there was some hope "Here.” I averted my gaze from my phone and looked up at his hand which was extended towards me, with the white paper in it. 'Is that a love letter?' Honestly speaking, if Mia was sitting right next to me, I wouldn't have hesitated to give a slap in the face. She really gets annoying at times. Of all the things Carter can do, he will actually take his time to seat down and write a love letter, to give who? Me?

said someone while I was smiling to myself and looking at the card in my hands. I turned to look but ended up falling into his arms. When I looked at his face, I recognised Senior Calix. "You're blushing again," he says as he strokes my cheeks and smiles at me. I stood and said, "No! I'm not!" He smirked and took the card I was holding and read the lines aloud to me "NO MATTER HOW LONG. MY HEART WILL NOT CHANGE! Wow! So cute quote for a cute girl… Do you have any romantic interests? Who did you buy this for?"

Then she continued; "And I just wanted to say that you both do deserve each other and I'm happy for the both of you. So cam and I got you two a little something for the both of you to enjoy." She stood up and pulled a card out from under the table and handed it to us. I took it and then Shane and I both stared at it in confusion. "What is it?" Shane asked Sofia who narrowed her eyes at him. "Seriously Shane? I think you lost some bits of your brain while you were in a coma to process what that is. It's a romantic VIP pamphlet to a vacation in Hawaii!" She said excitedly. "Wow, Hawaii? Oh my god this is amazing guys thank you so much. Wait, how did you know we would want this?" She shrugged w

"Won't you read that?" I tilt my neck toward the spot where a rectangular paper lay on my stomach. "It's a card." "Yes." His tone is casual. "Open it." Skeptically, I take the card. Red—my color—mixed with a little touch of white, probably to neutralize the brighter colour. Unfolding the edges, I'm gobsmacked as the content starts to register. It's a poorly thought-out letter, handwritten, aiming at informing me about a rooftop Val date—which is tomorrow, by the way. The statement of invitation and venue come after a shabby poet praising my... character?