Ben Ten Ben Novels & Stories

Make no mistake, he could be bad and inconsiderate or just mean, but it was more to do with not thinking than being an evil soul, at least in my humble opinion. Ben was a follower. I say that because wherever Paul went, Ben followed. He wasn’t a thinker either, nor a leader. If Paul did it, then Ben had to as well. Ben was about five-foot-eight with an average build. He had straight dark brown hair and wore disco clothes whenever he could. I would have been embarrassed, but Ben had no shame. His entire goal in life was, as he put it, ‘To get as much—a bad word—as I can before I die.’

Sorry] West 1:02 am [y are u apologising? Peter 1:03 am [idk what to react or say. Feels like the good thing to say at least that's what I presumed] West chuckled at Peter's reply. He don't know why he finds it adorable and cute. He's really out of his mind. West 1:03 am [Hahaha! No worries Peter :)] Peter 1:04 am [i don't want to be insensitive but I'm now sleepy] West 1:05 am [don't mind. Go to sleep, u have class tomorrow!]

But that was it. To her astonishment, the person, who identified himself as Ben Iusuf, was chatty and identified himself as being fifteen years old, and living in California. He was also a fan of Cristiano Ronaldo and that sort of sealed things for her. She giggled as they chatted, with Maddie doing the typing as she was quicker than Tara. The young girl pushed her blonde braids back, her pretty face pink, with pleasure as Ben kept talking about himself and his family, the dog they had, named Obie, and his sisters, who were always troubling him. Chatty Ben told her that his mother was a nurse while his dad worked at a factory.

“It's time to talk to your Alpha.” Thaines grasped Benji's nape to angle his head in my direction. “Alpha Val-Valen,” Benji wheezed out with a cough, taking long and arduous breaths. I put my hands into my jeans pockets, staring down at him in displeasure. “Tell me your full name,” I ordered sturdily, checking his coherence. He breathed noisily. “Benjamin Morgan-Anders. Alpha, are you going to kill me with this gas? I want to go home.”

••• Truly today is Ben's birthday,only that the party ended an hour ago. All his other friends left by now,leaving Becca. He's 18 and his parents works in the states,in short he's lives alone. "Becca" Ben smiled as he sat next to her. They are both in the cellar. "Ben" She called tiredly. All she want right now is to go home and rest. "I'm so glad you came... You look even more pretty than the pictures" He touched her hair and she shivered. "I better go home" She muttered checking her watch.

They even introduce themselves to each other and few talks about the event to ight and the engagement event tomorrow. " Well , my dear classmate , this is my family . My father , mother , elder brother and my younger brother ." Ben introduce his friend . Ben family known as part of the root family in Beijing . His father is the third son so he didn't involved much in the company so his father build his own lawyer firm and his mother is one of lawyer in his father's farm . His brother also a lawyer in the firm . That's what Ben told them two days ago in the class .

“Hey “Ben stooped a lady passing by . “Can you take pictures of us please ?”he requested . “Sure “The lady smiled and collected his phone . Ben posed with Rissa as the lady took the pictures . “You guys look good together .Don’t dare break her heart “The lady said giving Ben his phone back . “Sure “Ben winked . The lady left and Riss and Ben checked the pics they took . Ben uploaded one on I*******m captioning it “Mon Bebe “ meaning ‘My baby “ Rissa saw this and smiled inwardly blushing hard .

mika yelled busy being dramatic and tapping the table " nah ah you won't get at my man like that,Ben is a good no scratch that his a great father to all his kids, and sadly he treats his baby mamas way better than most guys I know so don't do that to Benedict cause you're failing to take care of your own son" B said standing up im sensing a fight here " alright I hear y'all calm your asses...down,no need for the name calli-".

I hear from somewhere behind me. Fucking hell. I re-rack the bar without Tenzin’s help and sit up. “What are you doing here?” Ben is standing next to Tenzin. “Seth told me come to lift weights. He says I’m getting soft.” To my disgust, he finishes his sentence with a wink. Tenzin shakes Ben’s hand, introducing himself. “It’s a pleasure,” Ben says in reply. “Mind if I rotate in with her?” Tenzin simply nods and helps me finish my set. For Goddess’s sake, this is my gym time. He’s already under my skin, but there’s no way I’m letting him chase me all around the Lodge. I was here first and I’m staying.

She knew Ben isn't the one to let out a sigh, unless something's bothering him. Mr. Benedict, or mostly known as Ben is the head manager of cafeteria and is the one monitoring the cleanliness of the Academy. Although of old age, he's still doing his job in utmost perfection and carries everything so well that. He stands like a military general and you wouldn't want to mess with him. Even if he's viewed as a strict elder, in reality, he's such a softy like a caring grandpa spoiling his grandchildren.