Bl Mga Nobela at Kwento

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.

It looks like a perfume bottle. "That looks nice, is it for me?" "Hmm?" He looks at the perfume. "Oh, no. The perfume is for me. Your gift is with the others." He says. "Oh, okay then." I gasp when I hear my favorite song blasting from the speakers. "This is my favorite song," I tell him and he smiles. Damn, Tye is so beautiful. But I don't think too much of it cause my favorite song is playing right now. Dynamite by BTS.

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog i

Iris is really excited, his little arm tries to drag Daisy “go boating.” Daisy jumps on the boat first, makes it shake, about to capsize. Iris's face turned pale, as white as a paper sheet, can’t move. Daisy has to jump back. Sitting with Iris on the bamboo bridge, watching the fish and shrimp swimming underwater. Half an hour passed. Daisy is able to hold Iris on the boat but he is still afraid.

“Your taste of music is horrible.” I playfully glared at her, “that shits hurt, you know?” Rosie laughed and starting to take her phone out. “Can I connect to the Bluetooth?” She asked while shaking her phone a little in the air. “Sure,” I nodded, “let me judge your taste.” “Oh, trust me boy, you gonna ask for my playlist after this.”

Is all coming back, bits and pieces, good memories and the bad one, that one night. I feel my phone vibrate once more in my back pocket, and I ignore it too. I know is Beck wondering why I haven't replied to his texts. I was about to, but then I didn't want to. I'm having mixed feelings and all because of one single picture. I'm pretty sure he must be laying down on some beach at some exotic place with a beautiful woman with bee-stung lips and curves for days. That image alone makes me angry. All I can do is pull my baseball cap even lower, to the point where I can only partially see the horizon ahead of me. It shouldn't bother, not after all these years.

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

“What do you mean?” “How much was the agreement for?” I ask her. Braxton never told me, and I didn’t dare ask. “Well… it was quite a lot,” Mom says. “It was… five billion.” My mouth drops open, and for a moment I can’t breathe. I think I must have heard her wrong or misunderstood. “Wh-what did you say?” I stammer. “Five million?” “Billion!” Mom says, louder. “With a B. Five billion dollars, honey.”

El listened to her with a tight lip smile. Bella was still not sure about El. The woman was treating her wonderfully but still, there was something about her that always kept her on alert. She was still not sure if she can ask her for help. El was a different species. She was showing excessive interest in setting her up with different men, with her personal driver, assistant, her helpers. It had started to annoy her now. She was also doubtful because of what she saw the other day.