Dallas Lovato Novels & Stories

I said as he chuckled. "But,you're name's really weird from Dan to Dandelion?"He said as we chuckled and I shake my head. "My complete name is Daniel,Daniel Lee and not Dan but feel free to call me that if you wanted too also the reason why I named my acc 'Dandelion' it's because there are more of my favorites than the other flowers."I said as he nods in respond. "Yeah,they are..But,tulips and orchids are my ones."He said.

“It is wedding season, and if we do not act now, we might lose them. Next Friday is the only day left.” “My love, it is just one day. Can you leave work early?” Noah asked gently. I swallowed hard. There was no way around it anymore. “I am sorry, guys. I will not be able to make it,” I admitted, my voice tight. “Come on, Zena. You can work your way around anything,” Kelly said, pleading with me. “I am sorry. I cannot,” I said, taking a steadying breath. “I will be going on an operation to catch a dangerous criminal.”

" I saw he was loved out of pity, The worst kind of love there is. To keep a hold on someone, Because you think they're weak " Iris's P.O.V. Nine pm and I heard the front door of the house open. I was in the kitchen blending some fruits to make a smoothie when Dylan walked in. " Hey babe. Where's Louisa?" He came up to me and kissed my forehead. " She slept early, I think her dance class was too stressful today"

Just the black night beyond. She checked the time on her phone: 3:02 AM. She sighed, heart heavy, and murmured to the empty room: “Maybe I should just run away to Mexico. Change my name to Aurora… or Amor. I could open a taco stand. Or marry a farmer. Have twelve kids, form a real-life football team, win championships. Make money. Be happy.” She closed her eyes and shook her head slowly. “No… that’s too low—even for me.”

They all came to a conclusion that maybe it is because she seemed very innocent, that older men would always prefer younger women. After leaving the voicemail, she got up from her bed. She slid the door which handle was made of golden metal, walked out into the balcony and spread her arms in front of her, touched the metal railing which was made of wood, and the balcony wall made of glass. She closed her eyes and breathed, then put her right hand on her chest. She opened her eyes, and whispered, "I am going after you, Jonathan Albertson. No matter what." She went back in the room, slid the door closed behind her and dialed a number. "Hi," she said cheerfully. "Yes, please, a ticket to Los An