Novel & Cerita Odio Amar

~AMARIS The darkness wasn’t a peaceful void; it was a heavy, suffocating sea of distorted sound. For what felt like an eternity, fractured echo lines swirled through the emptiness of my unconscious mind, pulling me in separate, chaotic directions. I could hear frantic, high-velocity shouting…voices muffled as if traveling through thick layers of glass, vibrating with a raw panic that didn't make any sense to my faded senses. “Ama! Wake up! Please, goddess, breathe, Ama…”

"Jake. Since you enter, your eye no dey comot for him back. Ri, abeg tell me say I dey imagine." Rihanna’s throat closes. "You’re imagining." Amaka stares, then sighs. "Good. Because that one na fire you no fit quench." She squeezes Rihanna’s wrist, hard. "No spoil your life." She leaves before Jake returns. Rihanna washes the plates twice because her hands won’t stop shaking. Jake comes back smelling of petrol and sweat. He dumps the keg by the door. "Amaka don go?" "Yeah." "You okay? You look..."

Amaro looked at Irene, his eyes flickered. Irene’s breath hitched as she got excited that Amaro didn’t refuse her to hold on his leg. ‘Amaro, I know, you still want my touch’ Irene is silently rejoicing. Suddenly, Amaro shook his leg and said “Don’t touch me with your filthy hands.” “Please Amaro, forgive me.” Irene pleaded. “I want us to be friends.” That was part of her scheme to befriend Amaro and seduce him.

said Amra annoyed . Aron got up from his bed then started to get dressed . Amra kept staring at him with an annoyed expression . " The way you are staring at me is bothersome . You better say what you want to say out loud . " said Aron . " I really hope that there is actually someone out there who can make you understand what love is . Then you will stop sleeping with all these girls like this . " said Amra . " Love ? You gotta be kidding me ! There's no such thing as love. Love is nothing more than mere sex ! " said Aron with a smirk while he dressed up .

I fucking fell for one. A beautiful diosa. Mi Amor, I fucking love you and that is why this is the right decision.

And right now, here she is, buying his property. “You’re evil, Amara.” Rio said with his eyes watered. Amara just chuckled and went closer to his face. “You made me like this, Rio. Remember that,” she whispered as the smile on her face faded as she began to wear her ferocious eyes at Rio. “If you don't want it, then we're leaving.” Amara said. “Why are you doing this?” Rio asked. Amara just smirked at him. “Let's go,” she said and didn't answer Rio's question.

It's true what Amar said that the two of them seemed to return to the way they were when they were young. "We're leaving now." said Amar who was nodded by Rio. Adam, who saw the two friends in front of him, shuddered in horror. Because he was too familiar with three friends called The Devil Blood. Of the three friends, the most scary when killing is Rio. Kills slowly by being skinned. Enjoy the blood that comes out of each body of its prey. And for Amar, he is the powerhouse of The Devil Blood. With his direction, the prey with his men once moved, they can immediately get the enemy they are aiming for.

"Nah, I know a few who hate it." Arima widened her eyes at me. "Eh? How can anyone hate basil pesto?! If they do it probably wasn't made properly..." I ignored her. "It's okay to have special tastes, that's what I love about you, Amara. You're so cool." Amara's mouth slowly opened at me, but then she just huffed. "Seriously, what's with you today?" "Ummm..." Arima-san spoke up. We both looked to her.

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She then went back to admiring herself in the mirror. “You’re looking at yourself in the mirror while we have a problem at hand,” Gerald snapped. "Damon knows of our of our plans for war." The corner of Amaria’s lips tugged upward into a sly smile. She hummed, lazily, almost as though he had told her she had misplaced her slippers. “My Damon,” she purred. “He is as smart as ever.” The corner of Amaria’s lips tugged upward into a sly smile. She hummed, lazily, almost as though he had told her she had misplaced her slippers. “My Damon,” she purred. “He is as smart as ever.”