Chrono Mha Novels & Stories

I said putting my hands on my hip and fake glared at her. "Sorry ma... I mean Brie". "Now that more like it". "What's my schedule for the day?." I asked as we got to my office. "You have a meeting at 10:00am with the CEO of De Marco Incorporation, you're meeting with the heads of all the departments in the company at 2:00 pm and after that you're free for the rest of the day". "The CEO of De Marco Incorporation?. As in Alexandro De Marco"?.

Xavier sent me an amused look as he closed the door turning to the woman who immediately pulled him in a hug. Which was rather awkward to watch since Xavier looked uncomfortable returning it. But nonetheless he stood there letting her hold him after a couple seconds she pulled away. "Amelia this is my mother Samantha. Samantha, this is my girlfriend Amelia," he said introducing us "Nice to meet you," I said smiling and she returned it pulling me in a hug. . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ What's your zodiac sign? I'm an aries you know the best sign ever🤷🥰

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

Then, I saw it. Rising above the skyline, a massive digital billboard flickered to life. It wasn't an advertisement for the latest mobile technology or a product . It was him. Julian Vane looked back at me with a cold, predatory intensity that physically stopped the breath in my lungs. He was leaning against the plexiglass boards of an ice rink, his Hawks jersey pulled across his shoulders that had grown impossibly broad since I'd last seen him. His face, once soft with boyish charm, was now a masterpiece of harsh angles and lethal symmetry. The caption, glowing in bold, gold letters against the blue backdrop, read: THE GHOST RETURNS: CHAMPIONSHIP RUN 2026.

They got up in the morning , and headed towards their destination. It was going to take them approximately 2 hours .Hoor was enjoying the journey, the roads so beautiful with greenery all around . When they reached tolipir .A lot of other tourists were also looking around .Hoor was enjoying every second of the exploring . The smile wasn't leaving her face. Hoor was looking at the beautiful scenery infront of her, the river flowing down below, the water looking so clear, the trees covering the slope of hills .

Including the others that are haunting me. I also opened the glittery black pouch that she gave me and took the paper out from there. While sitting on my bed and thinking if I will start it tonight alone or if I will call Devon to help me but I don’t want to bother him. So I decided to do it alone tonight. I checked the other things inside the pouch and their uses. I can use the white candle for my meditation. I will anoint the purification oil on it and I can massage the oil in my senses especially to my heart chakra or to my wrist. It will help to heal my heart chakra or Anahata because it says here that the heart chakra is the center of love, connection, and balance and the healing of it

The cut was black leather in color with the white stitched patches which included the gang's name itself in full view as it draped along the chair. The emblem of a vicious howling black wolf with white eyes and snarling teeth bordered around a bright white moon with the name HOWLER MC. written in stitch form around the visual. The bearded man glanced at his cut and continued to make his way toward the brightly lit bathroom as the sun had burst through the small window above the shower and illuminated the entire room causing him to wince from the view once he stepped inside while his eyes adjusted to his newly lit surroundings.

Mashkur glared at the phone. "Because I'm Muhsin Malik." Muhsin smirked. "You're not helping but you still helped, I'll talk to her about it now." Mashkur sighed. "Thank God you grew a pair." Muhsin dramatically breathed out a sigh. "Bye." Mashkur said dryly before his friend starts his lectures. • "Chocochips, what's up? Are you home already?" Afnaan bombarded her with questions in a single breathe not even waiting for her to talk.

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

C*ck. It was crazy how easily her survival instinct was crumbling and getting replaced by nothing but lust. She bit her tongue so hard she could taste blood. She thought it would give her momentary clarity, but all it did was send another wave of heat coursing between her legs. Heat — The moon's curse. The harder you resisted, the stronger it came. She clamped her thighs tighter, her breath raspy, sweat coating her forehead. Ding. After what felt like an eternity, the elevator doors finally slid open.