Andi Mack Novels & Stories

Lan asked as we settled down on his motorbike. "Yes, please." I grinned. We went to a small place called Gelato and shared a waffle cone with chocolate icecream. I also bought some oreo sandwiches for Aiden because I knew he loved them. What icecream did Mariano like? Probably something dark, like Dark Sin. Weird name for an icecream flavor, I know. I bought a tub of that too. "Since when do you like icecream that is as bitter as black coffee -" Landon asked, but was cut off by the boy who was working the counter. "It also has chocolate syrup."

The bulletproof vests are inside the van already so I don't have to worry about that. I organize all the weapons in the van while Chad gives us snacks, Chris starts to set up the computers in the back and Ryland goes over the route we're going to take. Once I'm done, I go back to the room Amanda and I were in. I find her sitting on the bed, putting on her heels. Leaning against the door frame, I watch her apply some makeup through the mirror. The red lipstick always makes her look hot. As she puts her hair up into a tight bun, I can't help but to check her out, her ass looks so good in those tight jeans.

—Incidentally, I even ended up meeting with the man responsible for the NGO. — Richard? - I ask arching my eyebrows, surprised, although I should not be, because, with my exit certainly, the organization was on his back. — No, the owner of MAMA. - Corrects my father taking another sip of his whiskey. — The Financier who made the NGO happen, and you discarded it at the first opportunity. Those words made me arch slightly forward as if I had taken a punch in the stomach. My father holds me, automatically worried:

He chastised Damien. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Damien replied in the mind link, a voice seething with anger. Alex rolled his eyes at him. “I could ask you that same question!” Alex fired back, completely unfazed by Damien's anger. He might have been the Alpha of the pack to Alex when they were before people, but here, he was just his best friend with anger issues. Damien was stumped and unable to come up with a comeback, so he kept silent for a while.

Dove glanced at her then at the hybrid with her mouth wide open, she ran toward the hybrid and pulled him to her sit. “ I-I-I have an idea, why don't you try him-m-m? I'm sure you can win him” Dove said to Elex, The hybrid looked around him awkwardly and looked at Amaria. Amaria smiled and nodded, he looked away and said, “ I will do it” The bartender poured beer into the mug, The hybrid watched the liquid reach the brim of each mug. There were ten mugs placed on the table, five for the hybrid and five for Elex.

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

As a result, SMM can influence hotel chains’ way of building customer loyalty. 6.3 The rise of Airbnb Although SMM has many advantages that can help hotel chains in variable regards, it still could bring negative influences upon hotel chains. With the rising of the peer-to-peer platforms (sharing economy), some SM applications such as Airbnb have appeared (Zervas，Proserpio and Byers, 2017). At first, the expanding of this sharing economy did not draw much attention from the hotel chains, until those online platforms have become extremely popular (figure 2). Then the hotel chains began to realize these platforms can provide substitutions (e.g. homestay) for traditional hospitality services an

While some of the nurses—who Deloris discovered were rarely actually registered nurses—napped in a nearby chair waiting for alarms or commotion from their patients, others read or stared for hours on end at their cell phones, no doubt heightening their social media status with pictures of kittens and puppies or better yet, political propaganda. Adelaide’s nurse, a big burly man named Mack, was fond of his social media, yet he often chose sleeping as his favorite way to pass the time. As I eased through the entry from the courtyard—the one that Isaac had left unlocked—I envisioned the scenes I’d watched multiple times. I recalled Mack securing Adelaide’s hands. I heard his tenor as he mocked

Mack watches us as we sip it, his lips curving up as our eyes meet. “You put the banana in the fruit salad, then,” he says. Elizabeth blinks. “What?” “The horizontal tango? Parallel parking? Riding St. George? Opening the Gates of Mordor?” That makes me laugh, but Elizabeth still looks baffled. “Are you speaking English?” “Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo?” Mack suggests. “Mack!” Sidnie looks mortified. “I’m so sorry,” she says to Elizabeth. “He’s not worked for two days and his ADHD has gone into overdrive.”

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.