Cameron Diaz Novels & Stories

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.

Chrissie sounded intrigued. “Yep. Now you remember.” “The news was all over the papers. Sure, I remember. With a story like that, who wouldn’t have?” “The guy’s tall, about six-foot—” “Ah,” Chrissie said, as if she were putting two and two together and coming up with Diana's old acquaintance. “Six-foot-one,” Caleb said under his breath. Diana pinched his arm. “Shhhh.” “Dark brown hair and eyes. Muscular. He tried to free the wolf from the zoo on pretenses he was transferring her to another zoo. Then he arrives at the hospital, frees his partner, and vanishes.”

Danika Williams It was a tiring day, I was on the ramp all day, with those hot lights blasting on my face and high heels which I think were invented to murder feet. I just wanted to go home, shower and have sex with Henry. Henry wasn’t my friend or my boyfriend. He was a guy I have sex with sometimes when I am not dating anyone. He is totally gorgeous but unfortunately he is a dolt. You can’t have a normal conversation with him, his IQ is that low. But its good sex, also he just leaves after we are done so I don’t have to worry about getting rid of him like some other guys.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

Boma's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of the freshly inked tattoo adorning his muscular chest. Her name, 'Boma D,' intricately intertwined, with the 'D' unmistakably signifying Donovan, caught her off guard, leaving her speechless for a moment. Her gaze fixated on the new tattoo, her mind swirling with a mix of shock and emotion. A surge of surprise and warmth washed over her, accompanied by a flutter of uncertainty and curiosity. The declaration of his affection for her, etched onto his skin, was both unexpected and deeply touching. Donovan stepped closer to her and took her hand firmly in his. Usually so composed and enigmatic, he now stood before her with this intimate and perma

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

If the Roman and Greek Gods exist then he is probably one of them. As the class ended, Zion left coolly. He knew that she would come to him on her own. The one biggest change that was seen in Zion after returning from Korea was that he has become a playboy. Before, he never used to bother about girls. That's why a couple of months back he humiliated the school's goddess. Emma saw him leaving. She was a little disappointed. But she decided not to lose hope. With a quick step she tried to follow him and saw him walking away. Emma ran to reach closer to him. He was wearing earbuds. Emma tried calling him but he did not listen.

He just started dodging Alex's obvious punches and kicks. This went on for a while and the remaining pack members left what they were doing and they started cheering them on. Damien suddenly used his left leg to fall Alex down. Alex smiled, he was really enjoying it. Damien was so smiling now too. He started moving closer to him and before he went to stand over him, he gave him a big kick at his lower back and Alex shouted in excitement. Damien went to stand over Alex and just when he raised his hand to punch Alex, something distracted him. Elle.

Yami refers it to their previous CEO every time she announced something, she always forgets the best part of the announcement. He is Yami Smith, normal citizen in K City. 23-year-old, living in a normal life. He’s certified assistant-best friend of Dawn Lewis. He’s happy go lucky and cheerful. But, when it comes to his works, he’s paying attention a lot to it. He’s cute and pretty guy. He’s height is so much more like a normal woman. He has white and skinny body. He also gay, Dawn’s partner in crime. They lived in one condo since the day they became friends.