Eeny Meeny Miny Moe Negan Novels & Stories

There's nothing inviting about the minimalist decor that pervades the place - it's intentional. My dad chose silver to make the front door of the mansion. I couldn't fathom why my dad chose that material, but it seemed to fit somehow. A tall fence of silver encircled the mansion, seeming to broadcast his wealth ostentatiously. I'm relieved that I never presented Ana to him. I don't remember telling him about Ana. However, he must have known her since he mentioned her name.

They were quite popular in first and second tier cities. The essential oil that Chelsea used in her bathroom was made by them. The world is really small, didn't expect it to be the property of the Fenton family. Thinking back now, the scent in Jayden's car seemed to be a fragrance independently blended by Caline. No wonder it was so unique. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Laura Wood interjected at the right moment, "How old is Miss Fenton this year?" Rayna lowered her eyes, politely replied, "Twenty-six."

As if trying to unmask me and see my broken inside and my weakness. “Well, as you can see, Damon isn't here and I should be on my way out.” I walk past him towards the exit. “My name is Rowan.” I stop and glance behind my shoulder with a frown. “I know.” He walks up to me and chuckles. I sense a bit of nervousness in his voice. “I'm sorry, I'm just trying to start a conversation and I suck at it.” He is very similar to Damon. Why does looking at him ache my heart? “Look, Master Rowan–”

Not even close. ***********