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One of those nights

One morning, that morning, it rained, and then the clouds started to lift, the sun made her appearance that woke me up. I started to blame this City, this cesspool,

French Cake, dream state

Page 167. ______________________ ♥ REESE’S PIECES Paris, the 17th of Juillet Bonjour Baby HERE I WAS, six in the morning, yawn, and it’s quiet. Renée was asleep and Isabelle kept

love never felt so good…

I caressed Gabrielle in my arms, then I kissed her precious hand and whispered, “Je t’aime Mon Amour.” Gabrielle held me tight, and she wasn’t about to let go of

Forever in love R+KC+I

A few minutes later, Renée and I were lying in the bathtub and Isabelle came inside the bathroom holding a few lit candles, and she said with a creepy voice,

Au cœur d’un ange

I made something quite simple, crêpes with Nutella and banana, the girl’s favorite. It was a little tricky at first but I got the hang of it and lost a

Oshkosh—It’s an American thing in Paris

This is from Histoires D’amour Cachées (HIDDEN LOVE STORIES) Book Four. Part Two. A little later that night, Yulia left a note for us that read, “Guys, Madeleine and I

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