A And D Novels & Stories

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𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

answered Langit as he laid on his body, his head still felt a bit dizzy, as though the medicine that Green had given wasn't working maximally. "Don't give me C, please," Green said with a bad feeling. "No." Langit massaged his nose base that suddenly felt painful. "Thanks, brother, I do apologize one more time." Green was relieved to be safe, Langit wasn't that cruel. "No, I won't give you C but D," Langit answeres without any doubts. Green gawked and surprised at Langit's answer, during her lifetime she never got D even B was rare. Green always got A during her study at the university, so that it made her odd and worry, afraid Langit was really serious about what he's saying.

He pauses with confusion and scratches his head. "You idiot," Nammy sighs as she stands up from her seat to check what he did wrong. "It says 'Murder Amanda, no one dies, Yours...' I'm guessing this '49' is just the number '49' because there are only twenty-six letters in the english alphabet." She glances at Keith with a smile, "'Murder Amanda, No one dies, Yours49'"

Iris is really excited, his little arm tries to drag Daisy “Go boating.” Daisy jumps on the boat first, makes it shake, about to capsize. Iris's face turned pale, as white as a paper sheet, can’t move. Daisy has to jump back. Sitting with Iris on the bamboo bridge, watching the fish and shrimp swimming underwater. Half an hour passed. Daisy is able to hold Iris on the boat but he is still afraid.

8 months later Alice POV “ Alex, what are you doing?” I say in my baby voice as I watch him in his highchair eating some bananas and yogurt bites “ Alice, you know he can’t say anything yet right?” “ Yes he can! You are just made his first word was mama and dada” I hiss “ that baby girl you have in your tummy right now better come out being a daddy's girl or I was a refund on both of them” he states “ Oh yeah?” I tease

he explains innocently, raising his hands without lifting his gaze. “Come in. I’ll talk inside.” “Hi, Estela,” he whispers as he enters. “Hi, Mark,” I answer without looking at him. They both sit on the sofa. Sam seems to have a lot to tell him, so I stay out of it and lock myself in Sam’s room. “Estela, come here!” Sam shouts, wanting me away from Mark but still insisting I stay close. “Mark says Dante sent a message. Britanis had a domestic accident and won’t be coming for a few days,” he says.

I just need to see Aryo to keep stay on. I repeated the question to Milly. And the answer was, "H-his." The direction of her gaze was the same as mine. That meant we were in agreement on one thing. That's right, Aryo's tension is very precise when it comes to entering a woman's property. After all, Mas Charles only needed proof that I could impregnate someone, not necessarily from my seed. You know what I mean? I leaned closer, cradling Milly's head against my chest while her hands skillfully moved on their own to massage without needing to be asked.

“Berry, nude or matte blue?” Audrey squinted closer to her computer screen where Jessica was holding three nail polishes and Kathie was shifting in her enormous couch. “Nude.” Since two out of three has had hassles going to places, they resorted to video calls. “Yeah, nude.” Kathie nods, pausing to fluff a throw pillow. “Boring. I think I’ll choose matte blue.” She glances briefly at them, then snort laughed.

Eli reached across the table and took my hand. "That's already wrong," he said. "Because I've already seen the real Adrian. He's the one who fights when something matters. He's the one who eventually admits when he's wrong. He's the one who's willing to risk comfort to do something right. That Adrian is worth knowing." "You might change your mind," I said.