Chandler Mrbeast นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Liv and Chandler told me all about their massages, which had also turned into mani-pedis and facials, while we waited, and Chandler was glowing. She'd probably never been pampered like that. As a first-grade teacher, she deserved that and a hell of a lot more. Somehow, the topic changed to Merrick's friends. "So, his best friend is Jay the sabertooth?" Liv checked. "Jay the smilodon, but yes." Chandler confirmed. Her expression went a little weird, and I leaned closer to her. Which meant our faces were nearly touching, because we were so squished into the booth. "What aren't you saying?" I asked.

His smile giving me the courage I needed to forge on. "MOD is the next I*******m. You get to share your exploration with the world and people can easily locate a place just by syncing with your map. It is also security protected. So, no. You won't have a murderer on your heels just because you've shared an exploration location. Be careful of exes though." The crowd had found it funny. Even Mr Drey's smile widened a little. I continued with more confidence and by the time I was done, there was a standing ovation.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

" She added Again, her child kicks as he wants to get out of her tummy. "Oh, baby, I know you're excited." Emily lay on her back in bed. She was facing the right side, where the window was. She closed her eyes, thinking about Drake again. ** Drake felt excruciating pain in his stomach as the hunters continued to punch him. "Hey, come on! Be the ruthless alpha! Where's your brave? " The prince of the rouges growled.

"You worry too much, I swear you're like an old lady fussing over everything, a simple headache and you're totally freaked out" "Yeah well that's because I don't want you flat-lining on me anytime soon, okay?". He said rolling his eyes subtly. "Screw 'anytime', I mean ever, I don't want you flat-lining on me ever". She tsked playfully. "God help you, Raysham". "God help me". He said quietly, almost breathlessly. How could he begin to accept that all this was happening? That it was all real? Where would he begin?

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

he grabbed my hand, "Can't we still be friends or something?" I pulled my hand back, "Whatever." ** I was home now, god today was awful, stupid Adam broke up with me and to top it off, I have fucking school tomorrow. This is fucking horrible. "Jade," my mum called, "Jonathan's here, come say hi." Jonathan's my older brother.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

“My only problem is that we wanted to open a small display array—a viewing space for guests. Something trendy with that popular carpenter.” “Trending carpenter?” Chloe scrunched her nose in confusion. “You know, the ones who make cool furniture. It’d be like a mini museum.” “Oh—you mean a wood crafter?” Selena corrected. “Duh.” Cindy rolled her eyes. “The guy’s name is Mystery.” Selena suddenly sat up, the cucumbers falling off. “Oh my gosh! I’ve heard of him. My father has a chair made by him—it’s magnificent.” “Exactly,” Cindy said, smug.

That includes Brett and Adam. If Chandler is a weak boy, there’s no way he can do the same. That’s why Chocolate and the man thought. “So, I will kill you first,” the man chuckled, walking towards Chandler. “No! You should run!” Chocolate shouted, but Chandler kept standing on his position. When the man reached his side, the corners of Chandler’s soared up for a smirk. His blue eyes brightened before he transformed into his beast form. “What the…!” the man gasped in shock.