All Chapters of Compilation Hot Stories : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

BRODY MEYER "Brody look what i found'' Henry ran up towards me he had found a small lizard by the grass.I bent down to his level he held the lizard by the tail ''ouu what are you going to name it buddy''mI said smiling at him me and Halle had been looking at houses all day with her son he was so excited to see all the homes we also went to get ice cream with him earlier today.''Maybe umm Bob'' Henry giggled he put the small green lizard onto his shoulder.''Well Bob needs a new home'' I said i gave him a small water bottle I had in my car he put his new little pet in it i Heard Halle coming from the back of the house she smiled when she saw me and her son talking.''There is four bedrooms and three baths its perfect and the backyard is so big especially for me to plant'' Halle happily said she looked at the backyard Henry walked towards his mom holding up the water bottle ''look mom i found a lizard'' he showed it to her she grin slightly Halle hated lizards and spiders.''It's cut

Three months later:"I can't believe this." I whispered to Brandon who looked dashing in his dark blue jeans and powder blue button up. I was attending my mother's nuptials. She wore a dark red dress that barely reached her thighs and to be honest, she looked as high as a kite. Sure, she looked stunning in a sultry way, but this was her wedding for God's sake. Hell, she was the one who made me dress in a white lace gown which was fitted at the waist and flared out at my hips and reached my knees. "Neither can I babe." He shook his head to emphasize his point. Beside her, my new step-father, Geoff Vasily wore a starched white shirt tucked inside black trousers. His face was blank as usual. I've read about people like him in my romance books. The surly guys. Usually, they'd show emotions after meeting their soulmate. Now, I'm not saying my Mom and him are soulmates and it's not like he's a romantic character, but surely, there should be something resembling joy in that indifferent f

With my heart in my throat, I ran down the passage and down the stairs, hauling my body out of the door. I didn't have a car and I left my purse at the reception. Stupid, I know. I really didn't want to go back in there. Surely, there would be someone willing to give me a ride around here. With that thought in mind, I started down the gravel driveway, but immediately halted. A chill ran down my spine and the hairs on the back of my neck rose. I slowly turned around and froze. Near the expanse of trees behind the house, there stood a man. A haggard man with baggy clothes and a beard that reached his chest. His eyes were red and his teeth were yellowed. I saw the glint of a knife he was holding to his side. I didn't think, I just ran back towards the house and slammed the door shut behind me. My chest was heaving up and down as my eyes connected with grey ones. I sucked in a breath and rested my head against the door. What do I do? I wanted to cry, but I was made of stronger stuff

I didn't even think as I started running toward the forest. I ran for what felt like hours, but it could have only been minutes. The sun was setting and it cast a red hue on the trees. I didn't know where I was and I knew I was stupid for running into the forest, but I needed a reprieve from that psycho. Earlier, I had twisted my ankle when I tripped on a branch and that was just my luck. It was becoming darker, I didn't know which direction I came from and I was walking with a limp. I froze when I heard a twig snap. I've seen raccoons and rabbits and all sorts of critters on my way, but nothing heavy enough to snap a twig. I quickly hid behind a tree and when a hand harshly grabbed my arm, I screamed. I knew it wasn't Geoff, since these hands were meaty and very calloused. My heart stopped beating when I saw the haggard man. He gave me a crooked smile as I struggled from his grip. Both his hands clamped down on my arms and I screamed some more. He put a hand over my mouth and I

I walked down the halls of Carrington High. It looked much better than it did last year. Probably from the donations of this rich kid, Jonah Kingston. I walked towards my locker and saw Jonah on Dahlia...again. That boy needed to get his issues checked. Speaking of issues, Geoff's face popped into my head, but I internally swatted it away. Dahlia was just too nice for her own good. Whatever he was saying to her made her face become red, so it must be something dirty. "Don't you have something else to do? Like, I don't know, remove that stick up your ass?" Dahlia giggled. He stared at her for a beat and turned to narrow his eyes at me. "Watch your fucking mouth Anderson." He turned back to face Dahlia. "Take a picture. It'll last longer." I spoke to him and I honestly didn't blame him. Dahlia was easily the most beautiful girl in school, but she didn't flaunt it like other girls. In fact, she was nothing like these girls and I always had the strange urge to protect her. Her style