Chelsea Yeah Fanfic Novels & Stories

The rooms' lights patterned to form a string of letters: I'm Sorry, Chelsea. Chelsea felt her heart pound rhythmically. She felt a warring, a conflict of feelings and thoughts, between her heart and her mind. But she knew the truth. She knew in that moment, even if she never wished for it or expected it, she had fallen for Dylan Cross, the philanthropist, businessman and mafia don.

"Things are already at this stage. The DamSea fandom has already come to life, so we can't just kill it off so quickly. Since these fans exist, we can't simply abandon them." Why not? Chelsea was perplexed. Meanwhile, Damian walked over and sat down next to her without a care in the world. "Do you still have more candy?" Chelsea shot Damian a glance before tossing him a lemon candy. He bent his head and unwrapped the candy before popping it in his mouth. He instantly teared up at the sourness of the candy and spat it out into the rubbish bin before sticking his tongue out. He gazed at Chelsea resentfully. Chelsea was delighted by his glare. "I gave you a lemon candy so you'd come to your sen

“The first time I met you guys, you gave me couple vibes. You were strangers to me, yet I thought you were fucking.” Chelsea shudders—as if cringing. Then she suddenly changes the subject. “Uh… anyways. I’m taking Eryis to school. You better hurry and meet Christopher before we lose this chance.” She makes to leave but suddenly halts on the threshold before looking over her shoulder at me. “Ah. Oh, try not to fall in love with him.” I raise my brows at her. “He’s engaged, Chelsea. We’re just friends.” “Friends? Hm.” She tilts the corners of her lips down in a mocking stare. “Just saying.”

He adjusted his sitting, leaving my lips hanging and my sanity in a balance. “You know what? You probably know me but if you don’t, thank goodness. I’m Chelsea Ambers and I was forced and deceived into a marriage with Ricci Rutherford. The Rutherfords took my family away and all I want to do is get them back. Even if it takes my life; I must bring down the Rutherfords.” Silence fell. Sean and his boss, the sexy man, both stared at each other in what I depict as utter shock. Do they already know me or did I say something stupid?

Darwin's question seemed unrelated to the current situation, Biba thought. "You're Cherish's friend, right? I heard it so. But how come you don't know how to stimulate a guy's thing? Are you sure you're friend?" Now Biba is not even sure whether Cherish is a real friend or not. . . . Her hands gripped tightly on the balcony railing of her room. Along with the night crickets chirping loudly. Biba cursed. “CHERISH KALILI! ARGH!! Dogtahiasemsa$%#%mahfucctustupidgubluk#$@#$!”

Victor smiled too, tears streaming down his eyes, both in relief and guilt as he leaned his forehead against hers, feeling content at being this close to her again. God. How he missed this feeling. A commosion broke out somewhere, and they knew that there would be company any minute. Cilia relutantly broke away from Victor, but didn't let go of his hand as she turned to Heathens, a big smile plastered on her face. "Okay now let's get ready. It's time we kick some asses."

, she said. “Yeah, whatever floats your canoe. You should totally use me as an excuse to talk to him again today”, I teased her. She picked up a pillow and threw it in my face before taking off into her room. I laughed loudly at her acting all coy and shy over Damien. I was sincerely happy for her. They seem to have something good going on for them and I didn't want Alexander and I to be the reason they were going to have issues. Though, it seems that won't be a problem. Chelsea is obviously madly in love with Damien even though she doesn't see it yet and that woman doesn't let go of something when she has her mind set on it.

Chelsea held a cup of coffee in her hand, and the man was adjusting her clothes for her. Alright, Lucy had made up her mind to go get Matthew. However, just as she was about to slip away, the hawk-eyed Chelsea had already noticed her. “Lulu, over here.” Lucy was in despair. Why did Chelsea have to call her name? Could Lucy just pretend she did not see her? Lucy had no way of escaping now. She bravely went up to Chelsea while forcing a smile. She asked, “This is…” Chelsea put her hands on her face and said shyly, “Lucy, I told you that this is my boyfriend!”

Stuck between, she can’t move her feet, the tight dress makes it difficult for her to lift her leg higher, and using more force could make the table fall apart with all the food. ‘Son of a bitch.’ Cassandra uses her sweet smile while cursing, and Liam, who can read the smile that hides all sorts of bad words, knitted his brows as if it was a pity for her that she cannot run from him. She looked aside, let out a sigh and faced Liam with a daring smile slowly bringing her lips to his ear. “Miss me?” Liam, taken back by her sudden reaction, Cassandra didn’t miss the chance and she kicked her heel with just enough strength so it moved away from Liam's feet.

They say whatever feelings they’re hiding and express carelessly their thoughts. [END OF FLASHBACK] The truth of me being gone is the reason why I feel bitter about him because he can do everything that I couldn’t do for her anymore. I don’t want to give her up nor entrust her to Ken because it will cause me too much pain seeing her happy with someone else. I will kill me. Chelsea’s POV “Did something happen last night between you two?” I asked after Dale get off the car. “None. I guess? I was drunk and I barely interacted with him last night”