Be More Chill Novels & Stories

“Hello? What else do you want? “I will do it!! Chloe exclaimed a calm but determined tone, which sent the air freezing cold.

“Dеfіnіtеlу. Yоu’rе thе оnlу оnе I’vе got on mу side rіght now. I’m grаtеful. Whatever you find оut, lеt me know. Yоu can phone me, or wе саn mееt hеrе аgаіn іf уоu prefer.” “Surе. I’ll lеt уоu knоw. Juѕt dоn’t gо dоіng any mоrе сrаzу shit, аlrіght? Yоu just need tо сhіll. Get hоmе, hаvе a shower and hоре Cоореr is not getting уоu сhаrgеd wіth assault.”

"He's dangerous." Cherryl laughed. "He sounds better and better. Now how about a glass of wine to get us in the mood, or to at least prepare me for the undoubted cold shower that awaits me when I go to my room? Perhaps when you've sold your body for the good of the pack, we can get the plumbing fixed?" She grinned and produced a bottle from the capacious handbag she had dumped by the door.

“Doesn’t matter, bruv. It just is.” Jesus. He should’ve never let Rhett convince him to hire this guy. Chills was a South London hood. He’d moved to Miami years ago but never dropped the rough dialect and heavy accent. He never understood half of the things that Chills said. Chills continued, “We were all around the building. There was this store that sold swim tings.” “Bathing suits?” he checked. “Yeah.” He circled his big arms around him and then pointed to an imaginary image. “See. And bruv, dem man just surround the whole place. Catties rush out like it’s a fire. We check for love. She gone.”

Just as she was about to leave her office, a text from Chloe buzzed on her phone. Dinner tonight? I need to talk. Michelle smiled, knowing Chloe needed a break from their busy lives. Chloe had faced a lot in the past year but had found love with Sebastian. Their love felt real, deep, and strong. Michelle felt genuine happiness for her friend. Of course, Michelle replied. Looking forward to it. She sent the message and went to the conference room where her team was waiting. The meeting was productive, buzzing with excitement about the future. They laid out plans and set timelines, which gave Michelle a strong sense of achievement. Her company was expanding, and the vision she had spent countl

“I would never— I mean, that’s not what I meant at all!” Lilly arched a brow, leaning back against the pillows as though thoroughly entertained. “Oh, really? Because it sounded like you were trying to give me an order.” Chloe shook her head vigorously, her words tumbling out in a panicked rush. “No, no, no! I just— I was just saying— suggesting, really— that, you know, maybe… maybe you could take it easy for once! But only if you want to, of course!” Lilly tilted her head, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make Chloe squirm before finally smirking. “Relax, Chloe. I’m messing with you.”

He just told her that the air-conditioned room was cooler. “You don’t have a calm mind,” Chris commented out of the blue. “Huh?” Paige looked at Chris in confusion. What did he mean? Chris responded, “A still mind leads to a calm, cool, and collected you.” Paige had no words. She looked at Chris, speechless. A still mind led to a calm, cool, and collected person? Chris was one to talk. It was 96.8 degrees Fahrenheit outside at the height of the summer. He should put his own words to the test.

“Dеfіnіtеlу. Yоu’rе thе оnlу оnе I’vе got on mу side rіght now. I’m grаtеful. Whatever you find оut, lеt me know. Yоu can phone me, or wе саn mееt hеrе аgаіn іf уоu prefer.” “Surе. I’ll lеt уоu knоw. Juѕt dоn’t gо dоіng any mоrе сrаzу shit, аlrіght? Yоu just need tо сhіll. Get hоmе, hаvе a shower and hоре Cоореr is not getting уоu сhаrgеd wіth assault.”

Just because he treated her better didn’t mean she was special. Bree smiled at Chelle and tapped her shoulder. “I’ll get ready. What should I bring? A bikini? Isn’t your house near the beach?” “Oh! I want that bikini, girl! Bring plenty! You should flaunt that beauty of yours, not hide it under clothes,” Chelle said, pouting again. Chelle was the more liberated of the two, even though she grew up in the province. She had often told Bree she should show off her body. Bree felt shy because she wasn’t used to having people see her skin. But now, she felt ready.

He rakes a hand through his hair again, averting his gaze. “Don’t apologize, just…” I sigh, my hands slipping off my hips and my shoulders slumping. “Just don’t shut us out, okay? Me, Reid, the others. We’re here for you.” Chase slings an arm behind his head, pinching the muscles at the base of his neck. “Yeah, I know.” “Good,” I cluck, forcing a weak smile to my face. “Now why don’t you go smoke a J and chill out for a while? I’ll let you know when we’re back.”