America's Sweetheart Novels & Stories

"Hey, baby bear..." It was six when I got a phone call from Jeremy. He was my high school sweetheart, now my gay best friend. "Jeremy! Oh my god! It's been years! How did you get my number?!" I shrieked at him. "Bear bear, I'm Jeremy the computer geek that you loved, and adored throughout highschool. Finding your number is a walk in the park for me." "Pfft... More like Jemy the stalker. But yes I love you. You know I still do! So...are you back in the states now? Or hopefully back in town?"

Victoria gulped hard and took another step back "umm.. Sure please tell me, how can I help you?" He again took a step forward.. "Yes, only you can help me sweetheart.." Her eyes widened in shock.. Did he just call her sweetheart! If it was another man she would have kick him on the exact main point and gave her some piece of her mind! But, in front of Alexander King, she just lost all her sassyness and she liked the way he called her! She wanted to die out of shame.. Her cheeks started heating up.. Suddenly, he kept his hands on the wall caging him between him and the wall..

I can change her life back to who she was before, I smiled at her then an idea came to my mind. I asked Emily to help me go shopping. I wanted to make this day special to Amelia and it’s a rainy day which is Amelia’s favorite weather. Emily nodded as she grabbed her purse and came with me. We went to the mall as I asked her to pick a dress for her. She picked a brown ripped knitted sweater, black lace bra under the sweater and white ripped jeans. I asked her for comfortable clothes since I’m not taking her to a restaurant or any fancy spaces. Amelia likes cool places that can be romantic and I will give her that today and the rest of her life.

After the meat was fully marinated, Katherine motioned for Kenny to take the meat 'on vacation'. That night, Home Sweet Home opened quite early to handle a large number of visitors. Macken has to put on his signature industrial friendly face when he greets customers, which makes it a little funny to see him trying to be as jovial as possible with the guests. As for Katherine, she calmly directed the kitchen and most importantly tried to stay calm. At exactly nineteen o'clock in the evening, the boy from the Baby Pop store appeared with an army of more than ten men and women following in droves. Katherine's business card had just been placed on the table when Macken smiled and led the young m

"And I want to spend the rest of my life with you." She also wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, but she couldn’t help but think about her secret. She didn’t know how he would react if he knew that he was engaged to the daughter of Mr. McBride—the founder of New Age Beauty, Perfect Touch’s competition. Was he going to leave her or forgive her for keeping such a secret from him? There was only one way to find out. "Uhm… Axel." She called. He raised a brow. "Yes?"

"Ready for your new identity, sweetie?" Whenever Joel wants to tease Primrose, he calls her "sweetie," but the sound is also sweeter. Primrose silently scolded Joel, who knew how to flirt, snorting in response. "If I say no, what if I say I want to run away? What are you going to do?" Joel's laughter came from the other end of the line, clearly happy. "Is that so? Don't you like having a handsome husband who is a billionaire and spends money every day? There are a lot of girls out there who want to marry me."

"What, you thought I wouldn't call my favorite cousin after she made such a splash on national television? I saw the news conference. You were amazing, Bernie." His praise warmed her chest. "Thanks, Liam. Means so much coming from you. “Ah,” he'd said then, voice light yet laced with a tad of seriousness: “It is it, huh? You're back in the game and not just back, making statements.” The soft, unconscious sigh she let out was her drinking in the view, her nicely varnished desk made of wood, sleek furniture surrounding her, a conglomeration of symbols for this life that she had rebuilt from scratch. "It's what I want, Liam. It's taken so very long to get here, but I'm here."

“Manager gave me a final warning. Said if I’m late one more time, I’m fired.” Susie pulled me into a tight hug. “I’m sorry, babe. That’s so unfair.” She pulled back and gave me a small, teasing smile. “But… at least your favorite person in the world came to see you today, right?” Despite everything, a tiny, warm flutter returned to my chest. I bit my lip and nodded, still touching the necklace around my neck. “Yeah… he did.”

Sarah picked up a paper bag and brought out two American style cookies and arranged them all on a tray which she brought over to the sofa. “The cookies are chocolate and blueberry. An American style bakery opened up around the corner and I wanted to have a sample. I swear I will still be giving you cake after.” Flynn picked up the tea first as that was the more interesting one to try and took an experimental sip. It was very sweet and sugary at first and then it mellowed out to a more palatable taste. “I think that look means that you like it,” Sarah commented with a wide smile. She was very good at reading his reactions and that struck a chord with him at that very moment. Was she like Henr

I shouldn’t be thinking about her, I scolded myself. I opened a random page in the magazine and my fingers clutched the pages tightly. There she was, Kimberly Sweeten, wearing the dress I bought her for Valentine's Day last year with my brother clutching her waist from behind. The headline read; ~~ KIMBERLY SWEETEN, AMERICA'S SWEETHEART, TRADED IN MAXIMILIAN McTAVISH FOR HIS YOUNGER BROTHER ASHER McTAVISH. ~~