American Sweet Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Call me alpha or whatever, I don’t care. Room 3. I opened the door and revealed our class with almost 45 people. Everyone glimpse at my way as I walked and sat down my chair. “Hey Alpha...” a giggly voice echoes in my ears. Just Trixie. “Hey...” I answered back. She looked at me with wonder. “Did you get enough sleep? Your face looks horrible...” “It’s my face...” I answered back. “By the way, why is everyone so excited?”

"I don't even want to know why you used those words." I smiled and looked back at the cloth in my hand. Folding it up, I placed it back at the bottom of the chest. "The car's here." He added. I hummed softly in response and my eyes flew towards the bottom of the chest, at the delicate silver chain. Picking it up, I saw that it had a heart necklace hanging onto the chain, with a name engraved on it. "Kate." I whispered, then looked at Caden. "Isn't this cute?"

And ran back to meet Amelia again "sorry I don't know..." "If I can have your number so that we can talk some other time" "Umm...just trying to be a friend but if you don't mind.." Luna said as she tries to walk away. "That's nothing you can have it" Amelia responded. And then Luna brings out her phone and hands it over to Amelia. And Amelia inserted those digits into her phone and Luna was so glad. As she collected the phone and save the number as sweetheart.

I added. “You’re boring me, Lucas,” Nico yawned. “I want to know if she’s pretty, hot, or cute,” said Nico while waving his eyebrows up and down. I laughed with what Nico said, classic Nico. “Well a combination of the three,” I said while imagining Katie, I shrugged and move my head to hide my expression to Nico. When I look at Nico, I saw an amused expression. “Is this a miracle? Lucas the famous photographer finds a girl not just pretty, hot, or cute but a combination of the three,” said Nico with amusement in his eyes.

His head tilted to the side, eyes half-closed, breathing deep and slow. Looking at his handsome face, Kylie reached out as if she were in a trance and ran her fingers through Jonathan's thick, soft hair. It was fluffy and had an indescribably soothing feel.

He wanted her to look at him like she used to before he’d gone and fucked it all up. He gave her one last devastatingly sweet kiss then pulled his lips away. He felt her lips chase his a little as he did so, giving him a warm feeling in his chest. He touched his forehead to hers, both hands now tangled in her hair. His heart was beating in a staccato rhythm that he was sure she could feel as they stood there wrapped up in each other. His lips still felt the heat of hers as her warm breath touched his face. Her eyes were still closed, and he was afraid to speak. He stayed still just breathing her in for several long moments. Finally, on a sigh, he whispered, “Ah, Angel, I’ve missed you so muc

My heart boomed like a bass drum as I watched his handsome face. "This song is dedicated to a very special girl," he said, glancing in my direction before offering me a smile. I wanted to scream with excitement, but I held it back. I just smiled back at him and clapped my hands. "Oh, that's so sweet," Christine commented, but I didn't even bother to look at her. Rexon strummed his guitar and began to sing. His voice was so beautiful, so captivating, I felt like I was being carried away. I closed my eyes, letting his voice wash over me.

I had been to the Beta house several times before, but there were always new things; this time, they had the university motto, Fiat Lux, written on the ceiling. "It's Latin," I jumped, almost tripping over my heels and turning. Another piece of information about Jax Jones: he wanted to scare me to death. That night he seemed to shine; he didn't smell of alcohol, just cologne... a very soft and addictive cologne. I wanted to bury my nose in his neck and smell him all night. He was wearing black jeans and a simple gray short-sleeved shirt that showed all the tattoos covering his arms and neck, but I think that wasn't what caught my attention the most. He was smiling! Maybe one of his sluts had

Why did something so beautiful have to be tainted by the worst? Sitting down, I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Thoughts of what Liam had done to me flashed through my head and I could feel his hands all over me, taking my innocence away and my eyes darted open. My heart was beating so fast in that short time, tears had rolled down my cheeks. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called Keith who answered on the fourth ring. “Sup,” he asked, sounding as if he had just woken up. “Can you come and get me?” my voice cracked at the end.

It was good to see I wasn't the only one affected. ​I miss you too. ​But I didn’t know how to tell him without exposing my heart so much. Now that I knew what I knew about him, I wasn't entirely sure what Will wanted from me—whether it was just sex or something more. I didn't want to be the only one in this who was handing over their heart. But I couldn't be cold to him either when he was being so sweet to me. I left the bouquet of roses in a corner of my desk, pulled my purse from the drawer, and tucked the card away before anyone could see it.