Death Note Light Girlfriend Novels & Stories

She bolted over, calling out, "M-Ms. Brown!" Fidgeting with her clothes, my mother whispered, "Do you remember me? I'm Yocelyn's mother. The corneas—you got them from her..." Amelia just brushed my mother's hand aside and shoved her. My death certificate fluttered to the ground with a soft sound. Without a word, Amelia stomped on it, sneering, "Get lost, you lunatic! I don't know you..." My mother's eyes went wide with shock, and she dove for Amelia's leg, yelling, "Don't touch that!"

Probably a spoiled little rich kid. “Everyone, this is Paul and his girlfriend, Tabitha, and the incomparable Morgan,” Nathan grinned. “It’s nice to meet all of you,” Dante stated. “This is my girlfriend, Kimberley.” “Hi, everyone,” I said, waving. “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend,” Madison said, confused. “We like to keep our relationship private,” Dante responded. “Kimberley is a very private person.” He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “I understand that,” Nathan smirked.

"I'm sorry, but... Who are you?" "This is Dela, my girlfriend," Lionel answers in my place, grinning mischievously. "I believe I mentioned her already, the one who grabbed my rod in the dark?" My face turns pale when the guys snort around the table. Even Shirley betrays me by laughing, but I can't get mad. Not when I see that Lionel is smiling at me. It becomes apparent that the memory is precious to him, and he jokes about it with love.

We continued to talk and then Dinesh mobile started ringing. He lifted it hurriedly and then hanged up turning towards us. He smiled sadly and said “She is coming.” At the same time I heard door bell ringing. He went towards it to open it. “Who?” I asked Sush. “His four years girlfriend.” He replied. “Who is going to be the Ex-Girlfriend in few minutes.” Rajeev said smiling sadly. “Why?” I asked him confused.

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

They laughed, exchanged glances full of complicity and knew, without needing words, that they had found something special in each other. That night, when they said goodbye, Lucas held Thais' face between his hands and said: "Thais, from the moment I met you, I felt that you were different. You are an inspiration to me, not only in fashion, but in everything. I want to be by your side, share my dreams and achievements with you. Would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" Thais felt her heart beat faster, overflowing with joy and emotion. She looked into Lucas's eyes and replied with a bright smile, "Yes, Lucas. I want to share my life and my passion for fashion with you. Let's walk thi

"Who do you people think you are? My boyfriend runs Sinclair Group. You lay a hand on me, you're going to—" "Runs Sinclair Group?" Wesley cut her off. He glanced at me, then back. "Then tell me. What's the name of the man who runs Sinclair Group?" She didn't even hesitate. "Justin Sutter!" The whole legal team went still. Not laughing. Just stuck on the kind of pause that happens when you hear something so absurd your brain refuses to process it. Wesley actually blinked twice. He turned to Justin, hunched in the corner. Looked him over.

“About Lianna...” “I don’t really want to know,” I interrupted him, and I heard him let out a sigh before shaking his head impatiently. “She was my ex-girlfriend. The one I told you about,” he said softly, and my eyes widened in surprise. “Her name was Lianna.” “You mean the girl your best friend kill..” “The girl Dexter killed,” I froze at his words, and I could feel the knot in my stomach tighten as he continued. “And he’s not my best friend. We’re past that point.”

The room reacted. Cole stood up. He needed to perform. "Who? Selena, name them. I will handle this personally." I let myself smile. I tapped play on my phone. The audio came through the conference-room speakers. Cole's voice was warm, tender. "Vivian. You okay? "Remember? I promised you a romantic New Year's. "This foam rain is for you. Do you like it?" The room went silent. Then the whispers came in like a tide.

She received a package with my bracelet in it, with blood on it. Susan looked enraged. "So Celine is threatening Samantha now? Why would she send something like this to her?" I smiled bitterly. That bracelet was indeed mine, and the blood on it was mine too. However, I did not send the package. It was in fact, sent by Samantha's admirer, the person who killed me. He killed me for Samantha. Would it not be a waste of his effort if Samantha did not know that he killed me? As such, he sent her a gift. However, he never expected that his gift for Samantha would be considered a threat by Susan.