Dwayne Little Miss Sunshine Novels & Stories

"Since I'm handsome and you're a total knockout, we do look like father and daughter, and I happen to love it when you call me Daddy." When he turned that gaze on Diana, the smile vanished and his expression went hard and irritated. "See, Mommy? I can call him Daddy," her daughter pressed. "But, sweetie... Mr. Turner is my boss, and—" She shot him a sour look before finishing. "With how moody he gets, we could be here today and he could decide to fire me tomorrow." "No, Daddy's not going to fire you," the little girl declared, oblivious to the staring match happening over her head. "My brothers say we're going to live here forever."

Nina stepped into the workshop and saw Dylan in his working gear. She smiled and waved at him and he waved back. Dylan walked over to her. “I brought lunch today, since we’re not going home early” Nina whispered to him. “I have a place we should go to after work today” Dylan whispered back. “Really?” Nina’s eyes lit up. “Uhuh” Dylan nodded. Throughout the day Nina worked in very bubbly spirits. Everyone noticed a change in her but no one dared to ask the source of her joy.

It was a bright and sunny day, and if there was one person who appreciated it even more than anyone else, it was Helen Knight. No matter how little time she had spent in jail for a crime she had actually committed, the resentment in her was still just as fresh as the day she had been arrested.

"Without standards, there can never be improvement." -Taiichi Ohno- *** Damian was drying his hair on his bathroom when suddenly he heard a knock on the door so early in the morning, he had no idea who would come to his place at 8A.M and to be honest it annoyed him a bit. He opened up the door to find none other than his sister, Scarlett Heart, the owner of Scarlett Heart Beauty company and the wife of the one and only Carter Roman, a Wall Street multi-millionaire who owns his own private jet. One of her hand was holding Xenia, who stood there in her red dress and brunette pigtails which complimented her sweet youthful look.

"Hey baby, still up?" "Hey, James. Yes, I am..." I tried to signal Jeremy with my hand to shut up, but he was looking at the medications that we got earlier. "Baby, here's the water now you need to take the drug in the morning okay, don't forget. I'll...." He finally shut up and formed a silent O with his mouth. Busted! "Lorraine, who's that? Is there a man in your bedroom at... twelve." He was calculating our time difference then groaned. He sounded upset.

he said, extending a hand towards me. “Hello,” I replied, hesitant. “What’s your name miss?” Before I could answer, a familiar voice cut through the air like a blade. “Her name is Ms Easton, and she’s my assistant,” Mr Parker stood in the doorway, his voice sharp and cold. I turned my head towards him, and for a brief moment our eyes met. His expression was tight, unreadable– but I could feel he wasn't feeling well, a small sign of jealousy was around his face.

"Nathan, can we just call this over? I get that you're upset about being lied to all these years, but I paid my price too. We're even now." He set a fruit basket on the table. "If you can't accept that, then after Emily has the baby, he can call you Dad too." Jake smiled gently and placed a hand on Emily's belly. I almost laughed at how shameless he was. We could never be even. His head wound didn't come close to matching what I'd been through for three years. "Mom is planning a dinner celebration to welcome you home," he added. "Since you've been gone all this time, everyone thought you were dead."

"Hahahaha. I'm sorry. Was that you? asking a favor from me? I thought you knew everything!" Andrew laughed at his words. Pia Drew stood there for a moment with her usual face but getting a little annoyed already. Andrew composed himself. "Okay. Sorry, it's just....it sounded like a joke. but okay what's the deal, Sunny?" "I'm paying you. I mean my dad will be paying you. Treat this as a tutorial." "Are you kidding me? how much are you gonna pay? a million?" "come on star boy, can't you give me a discount?"

“Little hero, you called your dad to save me last time, and I never properly thanked you. “Tonight, I want to toast you properly. Are you really not coming?” Sunny missed the happy feeling of clinking glasses with Angela and Leon. She hesitated. Angela tilted her head and listened. There was no movement inside. She thought about singing “Little Bunny, Open the Door” to coax her out. But she couldn’t pull off a cute expression. She felt more like the wolf pretending to be Grandma. So, she turned her attention to the man beside her. “How about you sing ‘Little Bunny, Open the Door’?”

I couldn't help but return his smile with one of mine; maybe not one as bright and beautiful looking as his, but either ways, a smile. "Hello! I'm Snow and I think you're very beautiful," I replied, automatically throwing in a compliment without even realising it. After getting nothing in reply, I glanced back up in Dylan's face to find him blushing a beautiful pink, a colour I've found annoying whenever it appears on my face, unlike Dylan's face, that colour red was made for his beautiful, feminine face.