Una Tacita De Ti Novels & Stories

"You're asking for it!" She bent down, picked up the phone, and pulled up a contact. After typing out a short message, she hit send. A moment later, a reply came through. Charlotte's lips curled into a sinister smile, her eyes glinting with a chilling sharpness.

"If you really don't want to have anything to do with me any further, then I'll leave right away." With that, I got out of the bed. I could not find the slippers, but I did not let that stop me and headed for the door barefoot. When I walked past Spencer with my head hung low, my face was already streaked with silent tears. "Kaylee." Spencer grabbed hold of me. "I already told you earlier, I don't hate you."

Bavina’s POV “Aren’t you really going to stop, Tacia?” “I’m doing what’s the best for hi---” “And what do you think is the best for him? To get married to you? You’re dreaming again, Tacia,” I said in a sarcastic way. I smirked when she didn’t fire back, I was waiting for her to yell at me but she ended the call. I looked at the home screen of his wallpaper, it was a picture of him holding a guitar while he’s smiling and looking at the picture. His smile is big and genuine here.

A ghost. My reflection barely visible in the glass. Scarlet eyes watching. Watching back. Unblinking. Unforgiving. Her lips form a name. A whisper. A farewell for a name I will never call out again. The word falls like a tomb's final stone. Sealing everything away. Forever. “Goodbye, Nicoli.”

"Okay sweetie take care" "Bye mom! I love you and dad and Sante and Lucas" she answered. "We love you too" Mrs Parker said before cutting off the call. Isabella took a deep breath in, she didn't even turn to look at him. Isabella could feel the tears brimming her eyes and she did not want Marco to see how vulnerable she felt at the very moment. Marco didn't know what he Should do. He was not used to handling crying girls so unaware of what he should do he said the first thing that came into his mind.

Revilla lowered her gaze, unable to find the words to admit her feelings aloud. Alex gently cupped her chin, lifting her face toward his, and pressed a soft kiss on her lips. A deep blush spread across her cheeks, making her heart race. When had his childish charm transformed into this assertive confidence? The change in him stirred something inside her, filling her with butterflies. "I love you. That won’t change..." "But I..." she stammered, trying to express the weight of her sorrow. Yet, she had no idea that he already understood everything. He gently placed his finger on her lips and whispered, "Don’t think about anything... Just think about yourself... Think about me... Think about us.

ISABELLA "Mi Tesoro," he whispered, his deep, velvety voice filling my ears as our eyes locked. A sly smile spread across his face. "It seems like no matter how hard you try to run, you can't stay away from me," he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He winked, and for a fleeting moment, I was captivated by his undeniable beauty. But I quickly shook off the feeling, reminding myself that this wasn't the time or place to acknowledge it.

Serena gasped at the touch, her back arching slightly, pressing her even deeper into his hardness. "What about now, Tigritsa (Tigress)?" Victor murmured, leaning his head down until his sharp jaw brushed against her wet temple. His breath was hot against her skin. "You have no idea how hard it is not to completely break you right now. You lock your door. You hide from me. You look at me like I’m a ghost."

Aracely gasped she wasn't sure of she had heard right. “Aracely, I know who she is...” “who is she? tell me Latifa” Aracely demanded. “A— Ar—Ar—” Latifa desperately tried to speak as her Aracely's desperate eyes laid on her. instead though, she smiled. she knew she wasn't gonna make it. “ I really hope— Your I'll find someone who will love you as much as you have loved, Someone who will be as selfless as you have been. promise me, promise me that you will allow your self to be loved,” She paused to catch her last breath before spoke “

With blood on her lips, her trembling voice resonated once more. ‘Maybe, in my next life, I will have the pleasure to be your mate again.’ Talia whispered through the bond. “Abre!”