Crazycae Books Novels & Stories

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she says squeezing my shoulder in reassurance. " No problem I'll be fine thank you Casey." I said wrapping her up in a hug. After Casey left I started looking through books and one got my attention I took it off the shelve and read the title. Hecate's Curse. I opened the book and started reading it.

Crystal is indeed unpredictable, she's been spoiled her whole life and she's used to getting whatever she wants. Losing me is like losing her favourite toy and I feel like she might try something but at the same time I know she wouldn't dare. Getting into my bad books must be the least thing she wants now. I'm sure she's more eager to see my date, she might try to belittle Elena too. “I’ll deal with her.” Ric’s lips turned up into a half-smile. “Fair enough. And Elena?” The mention of her name sent an involuntary flicker of distraction through me, but I masked it quickly. “She’ll be with me.” Ric nodded and diverted his gaze back to the map.

Kylie I added the little black stub to the baby book. We'd brought our baby home ten days ago and the umbilical cord fell off today. I remember getting this gorgeous book at the baby shower Analiese and Roberta had thrown for me. I had immediately come home and sat at the thrift store dining table to add all the details I knew so far. Mom and Dad's names, pictures of our first ultra-sound. Various names we had picked and discarded. My cravings during the pregnancy. They weren't too wild. Ice cream and tacos. Every time I ate avocados while pregnant I wanted to puke. I didn't have much morning sickness, like some women. I got nausea every once in a while, but I didn't throw up for months on e

Poppy said, still looking at November who doesn't give a shit about what's happening. Poppy walked to her and Bora walked behind her till they got to November. She snatched the book from November and November looked up. "Who are you?" Poppy asked disdainfully. "Give me my handbook" November replied gently. "So...what if I don't?, You lowly thing!, You're an LC student and you dare do that shit to Ricardo?, Do you want a decapitation?, Huh?, Should I rather amputate you?, Answer me!" Poppy yelled, throwing the book at November's face.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

She wanted to read, but it was too long. “If you can stand the hurt, you can read,” Jake warned before walking out of the kitchen. Syila snorted. Being reminded like that only made her curiosity even more intense. She skimmed the contents of the letter and it was pretty much the same as what Jake had told her earlier. Of course, the contents of the letter were from Clarisa's point of view. Syila followed Jake who was already sitting on the sofa. The TV was on and Jake smiled sweetly as he looked at her.

Feli swallowed hard as Jerrald climbed the stairs one by one while looking deeply into her eyes. "You're making me lose my mind, Miss Cia..." ***

My name was Chloe Xavier. I had just graduated and was on my way to Merrihaven to seek out a family friend I'd always known as Uncle Mike. I had been an early bloomer. Back in middle school, I used to wrap bandages around my chest just to avoid drawing unwanted attention. It wasn't until college that I realized my body was actually an asset to be proud of. I ditched bras altogether, shamelessly flaunting my curves. With a full chest that swayed with every step, paired with long legs and a pert backside, it felt like every ounce of weight had settled exactly where it belonged. There wasn't a single bit of flab on me.

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