Novel & Cerita Addison's Wonderland Blog

Addison would have nothing else. Putting her tiny harness on her, attaching the led. I open the front door and walk out. Remembering to lock it. One too many times, has Sutton or Josie called me asking if I left it unlocked. Sometimes, I just forget I guess. Drive by Oh Wonder is streaming through my headphones flowing into my brain. Filling me with joy. When I notice him. Sitting alone on a campus bench. I wonder why he’s here. And what’s that in his arms. It’s that a guitar.

I offered to help, but she only shook her head and pointed at the register. “You know I hate counting that thing.” I laughed at her as she went ahead with the mannequins. She had a real eye for styling accessories, and I was glad to have her on my team. The register was the most time consuming task, and I had to count twice to make sure that I was correct when punching in the numbers on the computer. It was only Reece and I working today, and I knew we would be busier later in the day. Wonderland Boutique was booming lately, and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

he replied before we went and mingled with the other warriors. Lora had the attention of the men around her and I didn't mind, she wore my mark, and as long as they didn't disrespect the process, she was free to have fun. Addison came down looking ravishing and Ty looked at her and walked away saying, "Excuse me," before leaving. I never figured out what was up with him and Addison but it wasn't my place to say, Addison said, "I disrespected him a few months ago and he has never forgiven me," and I said, "Relax, he will get over it." Addison was one of our closest friends and she ended up being part of Aidan's harem, she placed a spell on herself so she wouldn't meet her mate because she cou

I type, my thumb hovering for a second before I add, “ gosh, I'm elbow-deep in chaos here, tell you the gory details tonight, but that red dress better be as sinful as it sounds, because I am SO trying it on for you.” Addie finds out about Xavier's visit from the blog. Of course she does, she's Addison. She calls me at noon while I'm in the middle of eating the first real meal I've had in approximately two days, sitting at Damian's kitchen island with actual food in front of me, and her name on my screen makes me smile for the first time all morning because Addie is the one constant in my life that has never required management, never required careful handling, never been anything other than

Mia and I spent some time in the room talking about random things that happened at the party. She told me of all the wines she snugged out of the party and how the party was the latest gossip topic. She told me how videos of my fight with Addison went viral and the comments weren't what Addison had hoped to see. The plan Addison and her friends had in mind last night had backfired on her. I'd be furious if I was in her position, taking out time to organize a surprise party just for it to turn out a disaster. The Internet will never let her leave that down.

Henderson, and Margaret are delighted to meet George's daughter. As the doorbell rings, George goes to answer it. Moments later, he returns with a young woman who looks to be in her 20s. "Everyone, this is Addison," George says. Addison smiles and says hello. As they sit down for dinner, Hazel and Mrs. Henderson chat with Addison about her life. They learn that she's in graduate school, studying to become a lawyer. Addison also tells them about her love of cooking and baking, and she even shares some of her own recipes. It's a lovely evening, and they all feel like they've known each other for years.

Contentment is something I strive for. I too am left with my thoughts of Addison’s nightmare. I didn’t pry because I know how much it hurts her to talk about her parents. How her seeing ghosts terrified them more than it did her. How they dropped her off here without looking back hoping that whatever was haunting her would leave with her. The sound of Ms. Winston’s heels startles me as she clacks down the hall. I shuffle to my bed and drop onto the lumpy mattress and listen to those obnoxious heels strut loudly down the hall. Her footsteps come to a stop for a brief second or two before clacking against the floor again. Repeating several times.

As if there was nothing else in the world but the two of them. “I don’t know why you would ever leave a place like this,” Addison whispered almost, trying to shift the focus back to the place, away from the two of them. She smiled but suspected it looked as nervous, as unsettled, as she felt. Still, Addison pushed on. “But perhaps it takes a different kind of imagination to conquer the world from this far-off little corner of it.”

Addison said, relief obvious in her voice. “David is the best! He is such a good friend,” she uttered as I feigned a smile. “Where is Adele?” I requested. “She is sleeping,” Addison said as she showed me Adele who was sleeping innocently. “Why have t you called, I was worried. You need to see the scene Adele caused in the mall today!” Addy started her usual conversation but I wasn't in the mood. Feigning a chuckle. “I am coming to Florida soon, in a couple of days so expect me,” I told her. We said a few words before I ended the call.

Every time, she comes up with the excuse that it's cause she wants Claire to feel at home. Addison entered her room, tears spiraling from her eyes. She couldn't even switch on her phone because of the numerous calls and text messages she receives. The aggressive female fans of Warren Lannister even went as far as threatening her and doing all sorts of things. It was as though her life was in daily jeopardy. Addison sat up on her bed and picked up her laptop from her bedside. She opened it hoping she would be able to send some messages from her best friend. Her best friend, Jaden had sent her some messages worrying about her and asking how she was.