Confiável Mga Nobela at Kwento

Equal. Unbreakable.

Laurel’s POV I managed to snap the lid back onto the black box with a sharp clack, sliding it behind the fruit bowl a mere millisecond before Lilibeth rounded the kitchen corner. My face was burning so hot I was certain it was glowing pink. "I'm seventeen," Lilibeth continued, her school blazer slung over one shoulder, her uniform shirt missing its top button in true teenage rebellion. She reached past me to grab a green apple from the bowl, completely missing the contraband hiding right behind it.

Peace being peace announced that I'll be going for the black dress, and they all agreed on it. After dressing up, they eventually thought its time for me to check myself out in the mirror. "Omg! Who is this?" That was the first question that pops into my head after seeing my reflection in the mirror. I wish I can look this good daily. "I know, right? You look so gorgeous, Gabriella cheers." "No, beauty is not doing justice to this amazing look. You look mature, smart, confident and breathtaking. Laura smiled." "Hot, if I may add. Peace said, looking so proud. (you know the smile your mom gives you when she's proud of you? yeah, that one)"

Before that, there were interesting things shown from the in focus screen. The cunning recording of the target, it turns out, has succeeded in fooling several business people who have been working with him for a long time. All business people couldn't believe what they saw, even those who had been working together for a long time—very sorry. "Your hypocrisy ends here," chided Zavin, none other than Kean's temporary boss. Rivan's face was very red, bearing both shame and anger. "It's just a fabrication! Listen, it's just a fabrication—"

“I need to tell him what I know, and I’ll do whatever I can to help you put an end to this madness. I’m just sorry this is interrupting your honeymoon.” “It’s fine. Sandra and I are enjoying ourselves – immensely - regardless of what’s going on back home. I just want to make certain you’re safe, as well. Is there any possibility that Konrad can come here?” Miriam shook her head. “I have a very sophisticated security system. He would never be able to get past the front door.” “Who makes your system?” Creighton asked with a slight frown, watching as Miriam smiled, or tried to. “New Hope Technologies, of course.”

They get along so well it's gross but in an adorable way. Varg, Mom and Silvia are now best friends. It's extremely weird but somehow works. Mom and Silvia hang with all the Riders of Fenrir MC on a regular basis. Like I said, it's weird but hey, it could be worse. I turned to smile at Wolf and he grinned back at me. He still annoyed the piss out of me and I still enraged him from time to time but we were learning. He knew when to stop pushing and I had let down some of my walls. We talked all the time and I trusted him, maybe not completely yet but I was getting there. Things were far from perfect and we argued but we were working together. It was scary and freeing at the same time.

she answers quietly, and I look back out at the champions. The Glortinon looks nice. His hair is blonde and he has a good four inches on the dangerous looking Frole. "Have faith in your champion, Fiadh. He seems strong and confident, and even if he doesn't win...I am sure your feelings for him won't change, right? So that means no matter what, you know who you want. The Kea technology can heal just about anything. He will be fine. They are soldiers," Krystal says softly to ease Fiadh and I can't help but nod along with her words.

can i trust him ever again? `

I panicked. " JADEN????"