Dream Chica Novels & Stories

Only one time did I go into a diner and order my sandwich that way and they looked at me Ike I was completely out of my mind. “I know I am early Diane, so you can take you time with my lunch. I needed to get out of the office for a while anyway. It was a little tense today and I was not in the mindset to deal with the drama.” She looked at me in a motherly way the she always did whenever she knew I had a problem. “Let me guess the cause of the drama at the office. Would it go by the name of Amelia?” Diane always knew what was going on in Chance. It you wanted to know any local gossip, just sit for a while in Parker’s and you could find out all the things you wanted and didn’t want to know.

His gorgeous body. "Grace babe it's time to leave" Mara's voice reached my room. I almost forgot that we three are preparing to go on a little relaxing moment. I'm already dressed up whilst waiting for the others. "I'm coming" I replied whilst doing the final touches. About my encounter with Denzel, I didn't tell them though. Although both of them weren't virgins anymore, Mara to be more precise, even Chloe who had a boyfriend earlier can't even compare with Mara in terms of having sex. Mara is more like a sex lover but also a lovely girl, Chloe is more laid back when it comes to sex but still, I didn't find it in me to tell them.

As soon as I saw her, I'd reject her and move on with my life with Kiara. I walked into the place room set up for our introductions only to find she wasn't there. Suddenly, I heard a cry close to one of the staircases. There was a girl sitting on the floor holding her foot. She had blonde hair, pale skin and blue eyes. Daphne wasn't here so I might as well help the girl. I walked towards her and asked her what was wrong. "Hey, umm I see you have a problem there. What happened?" "Well I was walking back and forth on the staircase and at about the fifth time coming down, I slipped and sprained my ankle"

"I would rather die than even touch you. You are crazy." "You do not mean it; you know we had something special." "Clara, the only special we had together was the special edition whiskey we drank." Just when I thought that this woman couldn't get any crazier, I was wrong. Maybe I should have known that crossing a psycho bitch would come and bite me in the ass one day. "I am surprised that you even remember my name." "It is not every day I throw a woman out." "I find it hard to believe." "Maybe you are the only one that has gone all psycho on me," I say rather bravely as she steps closer with the gun in her hand. "And I seem to have been right; you have lost way too many of those marbles you

She questions and I chuckle. "New friends? "I question and she nods. "Yeah. I think we started off on the wrong foot and should start all over. Hi, I'm Christiana Duran. I'm 26 years old, I love animals, my favorite color is White, my best drink is water, don't have a best food, and I'm your wife. "She replies. Holding out a hand to me and a burst of sincere laughter escapes me at her adorable gesture.

The view was her messy room again. She closed her eyes. She is still lethargic. "Father, father," she whispered.That girl is Renata Viglianco, known as Revi VI. In their town, she's the naughtiest but the smartest as they say. At her young age, she learned how to read and write, yet she didn't consider herself the smartest. She believes that she is just a quick learner or maybe because her dad is a professor.

I look awful, and it hurts. [Mitchell, am I going to die? I'm so hungry. I want the spaghetti you used to make me. I've been locked in the dark room for two days. I'm thirsty and starving. [Mitchell, when are you coming to get me? I didn't push her, I swear. [Mitchell, where are you? Why don't you love me anymore? Why did you abandon me? [Mitchell, I feel terrible. I have a fever. My teacher made me stand in ice water. It hurts so much.

My Cheating Mate Emma pov The laptop screen glowed in the darkened hotel room, casting harsh blue light across my face as I scrolled through rental listings in various cities. Denver. Portland. Asheville. Places far enough from Crescent Moon territory that Jeremy wouldn't think to look. I'd been in this dingy motel for six days, and I knew I couldn't stay much longer. The front desk clerk was already giving me suspicious looks, probably wondering what a young woman was doing alone in a cash-only dump like this.

Looked squeaky clean—just work stuff. But my gut said nah. So I checked his bank records. Boom. Transfers to Sabrina. $999. $1,430. And a bunch more. My chest tightened. He was cheating. I stared at the screen—our smiling faces felt like a sick joke. Derrick, the guy who used to act like I was his whole world, had betrayed me. I met Derrick when I was seventeen. My parents had just died, and some relatives dragged me up to Granton City.

"Guys, meet the best cheerleader in the world, Cher. Cher, this is Drew, Quinn, Jacks and Dan." "I saw you earlier, you were the one leading the last three dance routines right?" Dan commented with a smile and I could see his eyes appraising her. Cher was wearing a simple red glistening bodycon that hugged her body in all the right places and it didn't take a genius to notice all the eyes that were attracted to her. Moroi boys were certainly no different, Cher possessed everything any boy would lust after, a full chest, an hourglass figure and soft features. That was still the main difference in appearance between dhampirs and humans. Dhampirs were often worn, their skin often tough and call