Vivir De Amor Capitulo 111 Novels & Stories

she asked not looking up from her drawing. Vivianna hesitated. “Soon” she said forcing a smile. “He just had a lot of work in Rome.” “But he said he’d be here yesterday.” “I know.” Emilia picked up a blue crayon and started drawing what looked like raindrops falling over the broken house “He doesn’t like me anymore” she mumbled Vivianna walked over and knelt beside her “That’s not true,” she whispered, brushing a strand of hair from Emilia’s cheek “He loves you, he’s just confused sometimes”

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

I kissed her neck, and she let out a slight shudder. “I want to return to you, Amor. I really want to, but… there are so many things…” I took out my hand from the pool and placed it on her mouth. I parted from her and looked at her. “I miss you. I missed you so much that I could die. The only thing that helped me live was a hope to have you in my life again. You are still my luna, my wife, my amoris.” Zeve’s eyes dropped to my chest. She lifted her hand and traced the tattoo of her name on my chest. She kissed my palm and shut her as tears slid down her eyes into my fingers.

Marco just stared, arms crossed. "Who’s this, hermano?" Viviana asked, eyeing Amelia. "My future wife, Amelia," Liam declared. "And this is my sister, Viviana." "Can you lend her some clothes and show her to the bathroom?" Amelia began undressing as Viviana stepped into the bathroom. Viviana’s eyes landed on her piercing. "Ugh, I want one too, but they won’t let me," she groaned, handing over a pile of clothes. "Here, pick, something." She turned and left, muttering something about unfairness.

I can only ask that you forgive me for my cowardice and give my words some value as a token of our love, and a memory of your lovely mother, my first love. I want you to leave Gilead and live your life as a woman to the fullest. I was planning to give that cloth to Viviana as a wedding present back then, but giving it to you makes me feel better. You will be welcomed back here as a woman and by then, I would have gotten a solution to all the problems on the ground. I love you, Viviana. I read the letter in tears. It hurt, and yet at the same time, it warmed my heart and filled the hollow space where it once existed.

Aurelio cut her off Amour looked at him for a while. "I love you to the point where it becomes toxic to live without you" Amour whispered and Aurelio smiled "That's all what I need to hear" Aurelio stood back up and faced Godfather who was looking at him with a bewildered look on his face "Release her" He muttered. "What?" Godfather muttered "I said release her... Now"

Chapter 4 Bella's pov. The sound of a gunshot reverberates through the room, and despite my terror, I muster all my strength to hide it. Mat stands confidently in the centre of the room, a wicked smile dancing on his lips. "It's not quite the right moment to bring things to a close, Bella. I have plans that require you to stay alive... for now, at least," he announces.

"Tonight I've agreed to continue being your love and partner, to share my secrets with you and every part of my body belongs to only you. I love you Damien, now and forever,’ Alma said in thevideo recording and ended it up by planting a kiss on Damien's forehead. She then hurriedly got up and threw herself on the bed, she was getting exhausted due to the alcohol. "Dear please, why don't you even quench my thirst with just a little kiss, you know how much I've missed you. I can't wait to feel those soft sexy lips on mine. Please wifey, allow me just a little peck,’ Damien said desperately. His body was beginning to boil up, but he knew better than expect a little, he couldn't take it all the

He lifted her up and put them on the old wooden table. His hands suffered under her garment, her legs, her belly, her breasts, which are already more sensitive had become. They loved one last time in this hiding place – slowly, deep, full of tears and whispered promises. “I love you,” he cuddles at every shock. “Tich. And her.” “I love you both more than my life,” Livia answered and clinged when the climax overwhelmed them both. After that, they kept firm for a long time. The priest waited outside without disturbing her.

This was not Evelina. “Your power is nothing compared to the bond I shared with you,” I replied evenly. “You’re mistaken if you think emotions make you weak. My emotions for you have made me stronger, strong enough to pull you out of this,” I responded evenly, staring into her eyes glowing an inky black. “Te amo, mi vida (I love you, my life). Te amaré por siempre (I will love you forever).” As I spoke those words, a flicker of recognition passed through the darkness in her eyes. It was a small glimmer, like a distant star in the night sky. The tendrils of dark energy surrounding her seemed to quiver, as if unsure how to react to such genuine emotion.