Bluey Bentley Novels & Stories

she cried, seeing his now shorter hair was also platinum blonde. “Oh,” Jamie smiled, touching his hair gingerly. “Do you like it? Zoe Bentley did it for me after school.” “What?” Alice cried. Zoe Bentley was the most popular girl at Jamie’s school. Her sister, Christine Bentley, had been the queen bee of the school in Alice’s year. Zoe was dating Reece Holland who was also popular, and one of Adam’s little gang of nasties. “Yeah,” Jamie shrugged. “It’s been a really, really weird day. Adam Hargreaves was—”

“What are you waiting for?” Bentley stood a little ways back, watching her with a soft smile on his lips. He had dressed casually, in light blue linen pants and a white button-down shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his pants as he leaned slightly into his stance, his posture relaxed but his mind anything but. Nova looked radiant against the backdrop of the setting sun, her laughter so full of life, so pure in the moment.

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

“My hard work will encourage you to do better, and in return, I want your sharp presence of mind. I don’t want to catch anyone daydreaming in the middle of class. I demand respect…” “He sounds cold. Is he from Antarctica?” Blue whispers from behind me, chuckling right after cracking that joke and making me chuckle as well, but not too loudly. “Ms. Red, I don’t like my students having a kitty party when I’m telling them something. Keep that in your mind!” After all this, the girl behind me tries to clear something. “It’s Blue, sir. Blue Bradley.” Mr. Taylor cocks his brow and slants his head when he listens to Blue. His arms cross over his solid chest — muscles bulging because of the smooth m

"I know, they're funny right. But I really like them, and I know they're going to make Blake laugh when the twins are wearing them. So what do you think? Blue or Black?" I reach over to another set in blue that says 'double trouble' on them and show them to her. "How about you take those in black, and I'll take these as a small gift from Ty and me in blue?" she smiles and winks at me. "Thanks, Em. I love having you here with me, you know that? I knew it was a good idea when I told Ty to get you back." she says turning around and grabbing the onesies. I stayed silent for a few seconds pondering in her words. She then made her eyes wide in shock, looking at me with her cheeks completely rose-t

She's never going to stop unless I face her, maybe not even then, but I need to try to take back my life, starting now. Nathan pulls up outside Billy's house, all the lights are out save for the one in the living room and we all stare at the little yellow bulb through the window, as though it could tell us what's happening inside. Car doors open beside us and I realise Shane's getting out of a black car parked beside us. He bends to look in the window of Billy's door and gives me a small smile and lift of the hand in greeting. His eyes narrowing on Billy as though he's trying to figure out something.

“Can’t stop thinking about her, can you?” Bluey shrugged, pretending to be indifferent, though a sly grin tugged at the corners of her mouth. “She’s got a way of sticking in your head, that’s all.” As they continued to play, Bluey’s phone buzzed on the table. She picked it up, squinting at the screen as she read the message that had just come through. It was an address—a very familiar one. April’s address. A slow smile spread across Bluey’s face as she showed the message to Pistol.

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

His mother rushed towards them after her statement. "Thank you, Mother, Father," Catherine muttered, plastering a smile on her face; a smile as fake as their marriage. Then Mrs Bentley, William's mother suddenly turned and glared at William. "Willy?! Where do you think you're going?! His mother interrupted. Bradley Bentley's son, William Bentley, possessed all of his Father's traits and was a self-assured, prosperous man. As the heir to his father's business, he was the next in line to enjoy the benefits of being a Bentley.