Vegeta Y Bulma Amor Novels & Stories

She clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her hands visibly tensing. “If your love for him is truly greater than mine…” Amora’s voice weakened, “then I’m willing to let Vicktor go to you.” Her sobs broke free. Vicktor immediately pulled his lover into a tighter embrace. “Amora… I will never love any woman but you,” he said firmly, without hesitation. Lucy lowered her head as her chest tightened at the sight before her. Her hands trembled, though she tried to hold herself together. But only for a few seconds. Her head lifted again. Her gaze turned sharp, filled with hatred.

“I know I’m not your mom, but this is your home, Aoife. You came here to be with him. Can you give me a chance? I’ve never had a child, and I’d love to be your stepmother.” Amara’s heartfelt words pierced through my defenses, touching my heart in ways I never expected. Overwhelmed, I struggled to find the right words. “But... I am... How can I...” Her gentle assurance broke through my doubts, her eyes reflecting a genuine promise. “We can take care of each other.” At that moment, I threw my arms around her, feeling a deep longing fulfilled. It was a love I had yearned for, a connection I desperately needed. With everyone I loved lost in recent days, this single ray of hope brought a genuine

-I ask. -I'll go see her," Karla gets up and leaves behind her. -Isn't it obvious? -Mell says to me. -What? -She's jealous. I laugh. -Jealous of what? -It's obvious to everyone that Flavia likes you, Amara. Have you noticed how she touches you or how she holds your hand as if you were girlfriends? Oh.

He hummed "I'm in love with you, i just really like you that I don't know why I was bullying you I just didn't want to accept the fact that I liked you" Vincent was so nervous and for the first time in my life I felt as if I had an upper hand and I burst out laughing. It wasn't as if what he was saying was funny or anything but because I just can't think straight so I thought laughing would be the best option at this point . Vincent likes me, my bully likes me. That was the most absurd thing I've ever had in my life.

He said smirking as he got up to leave then turned around to pause and look at her and said “I owe you everyday of my life” Rexton said, making a gesture to hug her but instead she hissed and walked away. That’s Vanessa for you. She is not a person who loves anything that's attached to emotions; it's either money or sex or war. *LOS ANGELES>>>AURELIO’s MANSION “I love this little life, it was just like yesterday when this man was my worst nightmare, but now he’s everything I wanted” Amour smiled as she turned to kiss Aurelio who was driving them home.

“Thanks for today.” He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. “You’re welcome. For today… and for always.” They shared a soft kiss before she stepped out. Inside, Helena’s mom, Tricia, was waiting with a bowl of mango slices and chilled zobo. “You’re glowing, my child.” Helena laughed. “I’m living, mum. For real, this time.” Tricia pulled her into a hug. “And I couldn’t be prouder.” Scene Ends – Helena’s Balcony

“mia amore?” Cole raised an amused eyebrow, glancing between Betty and me as he shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, Betty,” he said, clearly suppressing a laugh. “Oh, she forgives you. Truly, deeply. She wants to drive away with you into a sunset together,” Betty declared with a dreamy sigh, never breaking eye contact with him. “Don’t listen to her. She loves you, she always talks about you, and-.” I shoved my friend playfully, rolling my eyes in mock frustration. “Betty, I do not, and please get back to work before you say more embarrassing things. Please!!!”

She was just unconscious. “Thank God…” I hugged her, kissing her hair. The sting of tears tore through my bloodstained eyes. I mind-linked Lucella and asked her to come immediately. I buried my face in her neck, hugging her. “Once upon a time, Hikari Blaze held his lover, his mate, Mayu, the same way Amor Blaze is holding his Zeve right now…” Hikari said, walking closer to Zeve and me. “Gathering her in his arms so that even the god of death couldn’t separate the two. With anxiety, desperation and pain, he too wished that Mayu’s cold body would turn warm if he gave all his warmth to her…”

Vamara noticed Celeste bump as Her eyes lit up before she walked over to Celeste. “Oh, dear! You have a baby flower?” she called, and Celeste smiled, eyes prickling with tears. “Yes! A baby flower! A new family! I’m so glad!” Vamara said with happiness, even though a tone of sadness lingered beneath it, though she tried to hide it. Celeste read stories until Vamara fell quietly asleep in her bed. That was when Vada slipped in, smiling. Her eyes were grateful as she looked at Vamara’s peaceful form. Then she took Celeste’s hand, and they walked out of the room toward Celeste’s chambers.

A delivery? I frowned, stepping past her, pushing the door open And froze. There, sitting right in the center of my desk, was the biggest fucking bouquet of flowers I had ever seen. Lavender. Peonies. White roses. Every single bloom meticulously arranged. And sitting on top of them? A single card. No note. No long-winded apology. No attempt to fix what was broken. Just three simple words. I love you. My chest tightened painfully. I wanted to hate it.