Novel & Cerita Buttercup X Brick

We both have a lot to work on. “We got you the butterflies, Aunt Britt! Want to see?” Hailey is bouncing, staring up at Brittany on the other side of the counter. “There better not be live butterflies in that box,” Brittany looked at it speculatively. I giggle at the idea of Hailey bringing a box of live butterflies into the coffee shop. “They’re cookies, silly,” Hailey laughs. Brittany makes me a latte and herself an iced cold brew, then goes on her break to share the cookies with us.

come in "I say my stepbrother Zach steps in his unruly jet black waves come to his eyes which are framed by thick black glasses hiding the true colour of his eyes sometimes they green or blue I am not sure. "Zack Hi "uhmm i just wanted to give you this and say Happy birthday " ah thank you baby brother "he winces as I say that looking down at his shoes he gives me a small matte blue Milton's box I open I see diamonds earrings they look expensive "oh my God Thank you they beautiful "Alison comes up to take a look at them "yeah they pretty you going to make a good boyfriend when you grow up how old are you again sixteen ?" Leave him alone " I stand up I have to stand on the tip my toes to r

I unwrapped the burger and took a big bite right away. “Are you getting married, dude?” I hunched over at Zade’s question, almost spitting out my bite. Wat suddenly went rigid in his seat. If I was shocked, he was even more so. He looked visibly tense. “Fuck you,” Wat hissed sharply. Zade just grinned, teasing him even more, clearly delighted. “What? I wasn’t talking about you. Later, man.” I opened the soda and drank quickly, trying to swallow my surprise. “What kind of question is that?” I asked, horrified.

I grab two cups, filling one with whatever punch someone made and keeping the other empty for later. As I'm turning away, someone taps my arm. "Excuse me?" I turn to find Julian's fangirl standing there - the same girl who's been showing up at every game with his jersey number plastered across her chest. Up close, she's even prettier than I thought. Bright smile, clear skin, the kind of effortless beauty that makes people look twice. "Hey," I say, forcing a polite smile even as faint irritation curls in my stomach. "You're Bryson Miller, right? From the hockey team?" She's cheerful and talkative, words coming fast.

The goblin speech was like listening to birds and lizards all at once, saturated with high tones and heavy on the ears. Shieena spoke and the goblin listened. Then he slapped her. His hand flew through the air and slapped her with considerable force. Nio reacted instinctively and by focusing his magic pushed the goblin away. More goblins appeared on the barricades of the settlement. Those goblins weren't archers. They were dressed in simple tunics and were preparing to use magic. Nio reached for the elements and black mist appeared around him. The goblins behind him backed away. Even his friends took a few steps back. Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on th

They don’t know the fire they lit. And the higher they’ve climbed, the sweeter it’ll be when I drag everything they built straight to the ground. And I will—because somewhere out there, Camryn exists. And I’m going to find her. “Rhea! Grab takeout on your way back! And good luck on your interview—you look gorgeous!” Roofus leans out of his room with a grin. “Tell that to your hookups. I’m not your free breakfast.” “Oh, don’t be like tha—”

Soon I won’t need the brace at all. There is a knock at my door and I hear it crack open. I take a deep breath and smell the air. I also listen for shoes. From the smell, I know it is a club member. The smell of their kuttes is a dead giveaway. Then there is another smell of someone who has been sitting behind a computer for a while. A mix between dust and coffee telling me it is Brick. “ Hey, Mr. Brick. Come in and tell me what I can do for you.” He laughs and has a seat at the end of my bed. “ I found some software I want to d******d to your phone. It will make it easier for you to use. All you have to do is tell your phone what you want and it will do it. I even have it set up for you to

Biting her tongue, Scarlett retorted, “Hudson is the High Alpha; he works for our future. As his Luna-to-be, I simply ensure the hearth is warm for his return.” She even sent Bria older images of her and Hudson sharing a victory feast, a happy past meant to sting. But Bria simply smirked. “Hudson and my cousin are practically brothers in trade now. We shall be having many dinners. I’ll be sure to ask him if he prefers his venison rare.” Bria even asked if Hudson had any allergies—a direct insult to Scarlett’s supposed knowledge of her mate. It was a new level of humiliation for the Miller girl. Bria looked like she was winning, but beneath the smugness, the pressure of the Elder's gift was b

“There’s a key and an address also. Knuckles got him a new helmet. But we decided that we couldn’t be that nice.” “Brute.” Taz nudged him and then pointed over to the far corner where the big guy with the Barbie was now playing dress up with one of the brothers’ daughters. “Big bad tough bikers, my ass.” “When your niece tells you to play dolls, you play dolls.” He told her with a smile. “Did you play dolls?” “I still play dolls.” He admitted and pressed a kiss to her head. “Still have some of your dolls.” “Who’s Taz?” The club bunny asked looking around and then followed all the hands pointing to the girl with multicolored hair sitting beside Brute.