Byul I Think I Novels & Stories

He is cruel, a mother fucker who insults his mate and on and on' But ever anyone out there tried to know what I have to say. No, I am sure no one had ever thought that because I am a bully who likes to irritate and insult his mate but love his girlfriend. That is what everyone's mentality is about me. And Shine, I want to ask you, do you think it is easy for me to stay away from her?

My boyfriend, Don Alessandro Moretti, wanted a Donna who never got jealous. Whenever I disobeyed, he used silence to teach me my place. When he started taking his childhood sweetheart, Lucia,everywhere on his arm, I confronted him. He froze me out for a week. At one family dinner, Alessandro seated Lucia at his right hand, the place meant for his future wife. When I objected, he shut me out for two weeks. “Lucia and I are only friends. I love you, Eva.”He told me afterward. “But a Donna must be above petty jealousy.” Every time, I remembered the man I had fallen in love with and apologized first. But this time, two muggers cornered me in a parking lot. Still punishing me, Alessandro declined

“What you said yesterday, what is the meaning of it?” “What do you think?” “Come on Aiden,” I rolled my eyes. “We both know that you don’t mean it but I don’t understand why you would break up with Holly just to bully me.” “Bully you?” Aiden asked and I noticed that his voice doesn’t hold the gentleness it did earlier. “I confessed to you and you called that a bully? Really? So throughout yesterday of thinking, that is what you came up with?”

8 I stare at my laptop and I'm almost half way through finishing my article. For some reason, my mind couldn't stop thinking about that curly man named Benedict Styles and how mesmerizing and striking he is. He has this huge impact on an individual just by being himself and that's crazy. Even the thoughts of him still send shivers down my spine.

She used to think of him as a second son, and was sad when he stopped coming over. As I step out the door, I stop for a moment. I’m about to enter my bully’s home, what am I thinking? I glance over and see that their garage door is open and that Mrs. Palmer’s car is parked in it. I sigh in relief, I should be safe with his mom home, so I quicken my steps so he doesn’t get angry at me for taking too long.

I stared at myself in the mirror and saw a girl with brunette curls, dull gray eyes , i let out a sigh , why couldn't I just be skinny like those cheerleaders , maybe some one like Brittany? I was more on the curvy side and my boobs were a little bit fuller than others deciding to pack my hair in a loosed ponytail i inserted my ear pods , my outfit looked okay to me for a casual evening stroll It was getting dark outside but It was also quite boring alone at home, the thought just made me wished that that had more siblings the neighborhood was completely safe only my mom think otherwise...

Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin at inirapan pagkaraan. "I change my mind. You're not a bully in your past life, you're a terrorist." natawa naman ako sa komento nito saka tumayo. Nakapamulsang iginala ko ang mata ko sa buong silid at naupo sa desk niya. "You'll surely fail if you won't do anything."

Me: im not off 😭 Me: just tired I paused, then added— Me: maybe a little tipsy I let that sit just enough. The reply came almost immediately this time. B: you barely drink. Why now? My lips curved up faintly. He's pushing already. Good. Me: maybe i like it 😭 Me: helps me think less I watched the typing bubble flicker, pause, then return stronger this time. B: I don’t think that’s a good thing. B: especially not with everything going on.

"Don't answer it," Maria panicked from the wall, her voice cracking. "Yola, seriously, do not answer that. She knows your voice. She’s going to know you're freaked out." "If I don't answer, she’ll call the cops," Yolande muttered. Her brain was misfiring, trying to handle a breakup, a traumatized best friend, and an impossible man all at once. She looked up at Lucian, her voice dropping to an embarrassed, desperate whisper. "You need to calm down. Whatever you're doing to the air, stop it. If she hears a weird buzz or the call drops, she’s going to drive over here."

He’s not up for a research in that particular thing, it’s just—a goddamn waste of time! Byul gave him a cringed look, unconvinced with his words. Who doesn’t watched porn? Him? Are you kidding??! He laughed at the thought, he really couldn’t believe it. He trembled, holding his stomach then he wipe his slightly formed tears “The hell man, everyone does it, don’t make me laugh.”