Chemical Romance Teenager นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You focus on horror and tragic endings. And the school thinks you are some emo teenager” Kehlani frowned, folding her arms over her chest. “That’s what I like” Trinity scoffs. “Well there is more to that. The hot boys, the six packs, the hot steaming romance, the yucky kisses, the dicks and of course the hot sex” “Nice,” She said dryly. “And I’ll help recommend some romantic movies, songs and maybe porn if necessary” “Why does this feel like some sort of initiation?” Trinity squealed happily. “I’m so excited”

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

“Hold still. Perfect. Now… a little closer. Malia, tilt your head toward Maverick.” I hesitated, instincts screaming no, but my body betrayed me, leaning slightly. He leaned just a fraction more, and suddenly the air between us felt electric, every accidental brush of his hand or shoulder amplified. “See? Chemistry,” Maverick whispered, barely audible over the shutter clicks. His voice was teasing but soft, like he knew exactly the effect he was having. I could feel my cheeks on fire, and I struggled to act normal. Mum didn’t notice, of course. She was too busy checking the screen, bouncing on her toes with delight, talking a mile a minute about the settings.

She was naked under the apron, like the rest of the servers. Not bothered by the heated stares since it wasn't something new, Ray reached for the empty glass in front of him, the one she was supposed to replace. “Can I get you anything else?” His hand moved before she registered it. His fingers hooked under the hem of her apron, and he slid them along her hip with the casual confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was allowed to do here. The cotton rode up, exposing the dark curve of her hipbone and the edge of the butterfly tattoo she'd gotten on her eighteenth birthday, back when she still believed in futures. Not anymore.

The time we had something that we couldn’t share, that was back in high school, our teen years, let’s relive that moment now that we are together. The best part of our teen years was the moment at the rooftop during Halloween night. I would never forget that night, I was whoever I was tagged putting all black like a villain, didn’t care much about a costume and she was Ariel. And from that moment she became my Ariel, that was how I saw her, as my Ariel. It didn’t take much to set up the meeting, all I needed was focus, time and money. I tried to make the date simple and meaningful. Going as far as the rooftop, that is where we will relive those memories. That was where the chemistry was at i

we were until our junior year in high school every thing change and she started behaving like she was attack by a zombie. Zombie land double tap cool movie. Chole wasn't cool she was opposite of that hot....eww not that type of hot...hot as in volcano eruption hot. It like she hated seeing me happy for some unhuman reason and that why now I try my best to always appear sad in her presence so she wouldn't know what going on about me and try her best to destroy me. I snapped out of another murderous thought about chole. Maybe I should write a book about1000ways to kill chole.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.

Few Days Ago: Xavier Charming’s POV: I sat down in the chair comfortably, fixing my coat and leaning my back against the high backrest. The king-sized bed in front of me had all the lights illuminating it. The rest of the room was dark. “Let them in,” I voiced, sitting in the dark. The door opened and a girl in a red thong and bunny headband walked in with four big men behind her. She got into bed, and the men joined her after they stripped naked. They were already hard.

I’ll always be the girl who blew chunks on the dance floor. Mick looks down at me as if we’re the only ones in the whole place. My stomach does about ten flips and the music fades out like someone turned down the volume. My ears and throat burn with either near-vomit or my new Hellion- addiction. Neither one is good.