All You Wanna Do Six Novels & Stories

Elena asked trying to change the topic of the conversation. "Oh, yeah. I was thinking we could have a movie night tonight. Do you have any movies in mind?" Sophie asked "Yes, aunty Sophie. Frozen! Mummy, can we watch Frozen again? Please? Pretty please. Mummy! Aunty Sophie! Pleaseeeeee." Aria said almost crying. "Okay, but only if you promise not to sing 'Let It Go' at 3 AM in the morning." Elena said. Aria giggled. "Oh, mummy, you know I can't promise you that."

I want him to ask if I am okay after what happened, but he has gone radio silent, probably tucked in his cozy bedroom, sleeping. "Oh, my God, look at this," Sienna’s voice cuts through the loud music. She spins her phone around to face the group, showing a freshly updated page from New York Elite Gossip. SPOTTED AT AURA MANHATTAN: The Six Wives of New York have officially reunited. Word on the street is that the city’s favorite heiresses are out to play. Summer just got a whole lot hotter! "They work fast," Elena remarks dryly, leaning back against the plush booth and swirling her drink. "We’ve been in the building for less than forty-five minutes, and the blogs are already tracking our coor

She read through the followers’ responses and replied to those who were becoming curious about Dimaya Salon’s facilities and services. “I’m just saying, I don’t feel nauseous, I’m not dizzy, I don’t have any weird cravings, and I haven’t even thrown up—” Suddenly, the memory of Declan throwing up for no apparent reason a week ago flashed through Sarah’s mind. He hadn’t been sick or suffering from anything like a cold or fever at the time. And then there was his behavior at breakfast. He had always loved sweet tea or hot chocolate, just like he used to. But lately, whenever Sarah prepared either of them, he would refuse and choose unsweetened lemon tea or warm orange juice instead.

"I see it, I like it, I want it,I got it (yeah) I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah) Wearing a ring, but ain't gon' be no Mrs. Bought matching diamonds for six of my bitches l'd rather spoil all my friends with my riches Think retail therapy my new addiction

Emma's POV I can't believe I'm leaving for New York tomorrow. The week ran by too fast for my liking. One minute I was counting down the days, the next minute my suitcase was open on my bed. Music blasted from my speaker Despacito (Remix) by Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee featuring Justin Bieber. My Spanish is terrible, but I don't care. I love the song because of Justin Bieber. There's just something about his voice I can't explain.

she smacked. "I am not going to live alone, waiting to be mated with some ugly dragon like you...I would rather marry Dave Anderson, the most handsome and richest man in the entire city..." she bluffed. "You want to marry him, right?" finally Mike retorted, Thea giggled as she thought she was getting into his skin. "That's fine with me..." he added. Thea furrowed her eye brows. "What?" "Even if that is your goal, you will still be with me..." He said satisfied.

I'm the only Luna who has had her marking ceremony canceled 22 times. The first time, Cosmo Greymark's childhood sweetheart, Tallulah Lycaon, claims she has been attacked by rogues. He panics and abandons me. The second time, she calls him just as he's about to mark me, and he leaves to answer her call. Every single time, Cosmo promises it'll never happen again and swears he'll make it up to me with an even grander marking ceremony. Yet, whenever we are about to hold the ceremony, something always happens to Tallulah. At my 23rd marking ceremony, I calmly take off my crown amid everyone's mocking laughter. Three days ago, the Cecil Institute sent me an invitation to a ten-year closed-d