Am I The Ahole Novels & Stories

I watched him control his temper for a moment before he finally opened his eyes and held my gaze. “Are you falling in love with Amanda?” His question sent a jolt through me, making me freeze in place. Falling in love with Amanda? The thought alone is absurd, yet as I recall her scent, the way my body reacts to her presence, and the inexplicable pull I feel towards her, I can't deny there's something stirring within me, but I won’t accept it; it can’t be possible. “How absurd,” I gave out a bitter scoff. “I? Love Amanda? A lady who killed my mate? Impossible,” I shook my head with a scoff. Matthew stared at me with an unreadable expression on his face. “So you are telling me that you are fuck

Hearts and more hearts. annihilatorAK47 ×take a photo and do the live session and I'll call myself the world's most pathetic loser. "I don't do it and I'll admit to being a selfish high standard spoilt brat." ×wow× ×this is getting better and better× annihilatorAK47 ×this will definitely blow up in your face Chelsea. You better watch your back cause it'll bite you.

"It got broken." "Got broken." I repeated the words. He hadn't intentionally taken it off. It got broken and he didn't put on another one. "Y…y..ye…yes. I got into a fight w….with some friends and it got broken. I didn't wear another one since then." A fight with some friends? It couldn't be. "You do not call people who do not have your best interest at heart your friends, Tiger. Those pricks were bullies." They had been the ones who helped me find Tyler.

So technically I wasn't a complete asshole right? "You're an asshole." Jagger answered in my head answering my inner thoughts and I sighed. I quickly dressed and grabbed my phone. I found my father and gave the report on the rogue. I then full of guilt drove into town to meet Amira and we had a nice dinner and a movie I made my excuse not stay overnight with Amira as I didn't want to be a total player and if Amira was hurt by my early night she with her impeccable manner and submissive demeanor said nothing excepting my goodnight kiss with grace.

He stated. “Asshole,” I mumbled as I walked out. My legs felt weak, body still humming. Who the fuck does he think he is, getting me worked up over nothing? Now he wants to act the saint. “Fuck you, Dr Hale,” I whispered as I slammed my car door shut.

why you're changing me hooligan this is not my usual self why you entered in my life in wrong time and messing with me why dont you leave me ten days I seen hell without her in my life the moment I seen her I forgotten everything she became my lifeline which I can't agree she became my everything its already reached my limit to stop will you stay with me forever hooligan with the same love you have on me now will you follow me like a shadow untill last like you're doing now will you hold my hand untill I die with the same affection you're having now will this love on me for you stays forever say hooligan I want answer you crossed every limit for me you forgotten your status you forgotten you

She laughed and continued,"why are you so dumb in boys' matters" "I am just like that. And now I am feeling like a golddigger. He is playing me and I am playing him. More like I am robbing him". I said annoyingly and in a sad way."Ok bye". I hung up the phone although I heard her saying "but ash".

I snarl, wanting to slap myself for being so stupid and falling for his manipulation game. He used me, stole privileged information and didn't think twice about leaking it to the media. Asshole. I just can't understand how he got those pictures so fast. snort. He really should have known about the extramarital affair my mom was having by now and he played it up for me. Asshole. Asshole. Asshole. But, it sucks so well. What? Damn no. What am I thinking. Focus, Amelia. I twist my face at my reflection in the mirror, disgusted to have his marks on my body. Screw it, he doesn't matter to me anymore.

Hell Yeah! My thoughts are a mess: more like a confused heap as that has become of my luggage, invitations, Memorials, and blah blah blah. My body is quivering. It has been hours since I changed my posture. My shoulder blades are throbbing, my butt is numb and my right leg is asleep. Ahan. I might be looking like shit! I want to be left alone. ‘Impossible! YOU. ARE. IMPOSSIBLE. Who are you? The Arin I know has always been so careful.’ The asshole pipes, swinging an accusing finger under my nose like it’d change anything.

he asked quietly, almost reluctantly. I looked at him intently. He pursed his lips steadily and didn't seem to want to explain further. But his piercing caramel brown eyes, though hesitant, were round and honest, and I had a feeling he would do it if I insisted on not wanting to. With a sigh, I pinched the bridge of my nose. Jayden was simply amnesic. He was still the same guy he was a week ago, which meant he was still an asshole who had been cheating on me with another girl for over a year. He's still the cold-hearted, ruthless, and steely-eyed man, who would rather not talk than talk nicely with me.