Am Only Novels & Stories

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

“We all thought the same thing, Kagura. A teenage girl alone with a baby? What else were we supposed to assume?” “Well, you assumed wrong. He’s my brother.” Clinton cleared his throat. “About the player thing… Aamon isn’t like that. He’s never had a girlfriend. He’s still a virgin.” I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Right.” “It’s true,” he insisted. “We’re all… different. Aamon especially.” “Different how?” “It’s complicated.” I almost laughed again. They had no idea what complicated looked like. “You have to tell him,” Odette said. The others nodded.

She yelled as she stared at his message for over ten minutes. ‘hey’ Jeff eventually replied on collecting the phone and she fell to the bed. “What kind of name is Regenade?” Amy said as Jeff fell right beside her. “You used AmaP101 as yours. So dont even talk” He said to her as they both chuckled till he felt a buzz in his hands. Solomon: So who’s AmaP101? :) Amy had snatched the phone turning to her side- AmaP101: Who’s Solomon? And it was then she turned to Jeff. “Cruise” She said, having no idea that she will only soon begin to fall for whom she thought was a guy.

"Here, violations are taken seriously, you don't want to be on our watchlist, it's the worst place to be." She ignored it and brought out her phone. Then decided to do it outside since the sassy girl wouldn't stop turning towards her occasionally and giving her dagger stares. She stood up and practically ran out of the room. ** "I miss you already mom, so much," Arya cooed clutching her phone tightly to her ear as though she could feel her presence through it. She walked around the place as she continued her call. "You have no idea Josh, this place is practically paradise,"

“He’s my, uh—” “Sex toy,” Katya cuts in. “Kat!” Ami’s face turns red—she’s adorable when teased. “I’m her assistant,” I offer. “Right, my assistant,” Ami agrees. “Hmm. So, are you single and straight?” Katya asks. Wow, are all Ami’s friends and family this blunt? First her mom, now this. “So, are you?” Katya presses, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I’m both.” “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Ryan is a fan of yours.” “Oooh,” Kohen muses. “Lil princess is with one of our what did you call them...” he feigns confusion, and when Amara doesn't respond he responds, mimicking her voice. “Braindead fans.” Amara folds her arms, “There's an exception, him.” I'm the exception? I don't know what that means but my wolf purrs. “Anyway, nice seeing you. We have to go, you good to go?” she turns to me, nodding to herself before I can answer.

Slim I leaned against my car in the parking lot, waiting for the familiar sound of the bell to signal the end of the school day. Feeling restless, I absentmindedly touched the cut on my cheek, then reached for the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. I lit it up and took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. As the bell rang, I dropped the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with my shoe. The doors swung open, and students spilled out, eager to escape the building. People approached me, much to my displeasure. Being popular seemed to make sense to others, but it held no appeal for me. I disliked social interactions of any kind, but I tolerated them.

[Stop contacting Rayhan without my permission, Wisa. A message from Amon was right there. Amon? Did he even sabotage my phone?

It shed from her bed sheets; dark spots appear with ever tears that touch the surface. Who would think that one break up can affect their family? April was the unika iha (Only daughter) in the family, thus if anyone hurts their precious sweet pea fill face the fist of her six brute brothers. “Fuck that JM! I want to beat him till God will regrets that he created that asshole!” Dan was breaming in anger. His fist was itching to punch someone, specifically the guy that starts J and ends with M. Baaaam.

"I already told you, little cat. Just looking for booze and women." "You have a wife who is at home, waiting patiently for your arrival." "She can wait for as long as she want. Who gives a fuck? I don't! Even the so-called man sitting above the clouds doesn't give a fuck. Or do you give a fuck, Samantha?" "I don't give a fuck about no one," Samantha replied. "Exactly what I am trying to make this young lady understand. No one actually gives a fuck about the woman who is waiting in my house for my arrival."