Bad Sanses Novels & Stories

Angela: Sorry, my phone died. And send. Double tick, indicating that he's read it before it appears again. The annoying typing sign makes me feel uneasy. Vincenzo: Are you okay? I inhale and exhale again. Angela: I'm okay. :) I palm my forehead at the smiley face that I put next to the text, trying to make things less awkward, but I just made it look childish. Vincenzo: Where did you go? You are not picking up my phone call.

“Yes, it was unanimously agreed that I, the chief of Guchi clan must not behave as Umai, who for a similar act caused the gods to pour their wrath on us even till this day. I wondered why my king could not understand that the prince was actually serious to fulfill his vows. I perceived war will soon come. Princes and Emperors do not swear by the name of their god and forget to make it happen. The clan chiefs and the king deliberated together, trying to untie this difficult knot, by seeking a solution to the matter, yet nothing different came from above. Briah, the priest of Zoe was gone! The gods seemed far from us. The king concluded that Banabella must not be given to the prince. I demande

A gasp could be heard by everyone. Elder Rose shakes her head. “It is possible you are nearing the last year before the bond breaks even though you did not accept. It will be painful each time one of the bonds snaps, more so each time.” She hesitates, looking like she wants to say something but doesn’t “That's impossible. I never felt anything and I took back my rejection.”

Valerie Hernandez "So... how's my car doing?" I turned to Andrew who slides next to me. I put my food down then swallowed. "About your car, I thought that it is not that bad like probably a day everything will be settled. But I was wrong, your brake pads are broken so it needs to be changed and I don't think today or tomorrow is done."

“How bad was the day?” Olivia considered. “Scale of one to ten?” “Sure.” “Jack.” Tessa didn’t hesitate. “We’ll take six. To start.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. “Love that for us,” Isabella said, adjusting her bracelet. The shots arrived quickly. Clear liquid in neat little glasses, lime wedges on a small plate beside them. They didn’t wait. Glasses clinked. “To bad decisions,” Tessa declared. “To better ones,” Isabella corrected.

She’s on Gossip @itsmecristy “Why do you keep selling me out?” “I don’t. We keep helping you cure your bitterness. Many men like you Mea, you look pretty, and you’ve got the fashion sense. You just act too boyish and most of them get turned off or scared.” Mea couldn’t believe she’s having this pep talk in a van with five sons of gods. She looked at them and saw no reaction. They were too busy watching the window, eating, sleeping, and on their phone to hear her and Renee’s babbling.

Just say a word. I hit the send button. I sounded desperate, but who gave a fuck. Lee: Mad My lips spread to a grin. Percie: I know. I’m sorry. Percie: Sad Lee: why? Percie: coz ur mad at me Lee: sad Percie: That’s my word Lee: I know, but I’m sad too My stomach twisted. Shit! Whatever I felt every time I talked and saw her wasn’t normal anymore. This shit was scaring me.

She whispered a silent promise to each of them: they would not fall today. As the explosions continued, the barrier shimmered with each impact, absorbing the energy and redirecting it into the earth. Marissa's mind raced, recalling the lessons of her elders. She had been trained for moments like this, but the reality of combat was far more intense than she had anticipated. She could feel her energy waning, the toll of maintaining the barrier weighing heavily on her.

Each day I wear long sleeves shirts and pants to school to cover the bruises on my body to avoid any Suspicious towards me. I isolate myself from crowds, so yes I don't have friends at all, the cause is afraid of what that man whom I call father will do, or even worse make them think of a whore who sleeps with anybody. I don't have a boyfriend at all, cause of my dad. Many boys have found me attractive and even asked me out on dates, I refused their offer cause of my dad. My grades at school are outstanding, being great at sports, but never played due to the bruise on my body.

"What are you going to do?" "Make sure he never bothers you again," Dante said simply. "He's dangerous. He'll hurt you." Kai laughed and it wasn't nice. "Baby, we're worse." My phone kept buzzing in Dante's hand over and over. Marcus was spiraling and when he spiraled, people got hurt. "I found him." Kai looked up twenty minutes later. "Marcus Shaw, thirty-one, CEO of Shaw Industries. Penthouse downtown and get this, three restraining orders filed against him by ex-girlfriends. All dropped after he paid them off."