Entertaining Texts Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was evident the great Frank Tazz had his heart stolen by a sexy damsel because they knew he couldn't have settled for less. And all that begged one question, who one earth was she? They were however not in a hurry to know because he was going to tell them. Human beings are social creatures and most of the time we can't resist the urge to share the good things that are happening to us...that's why social media is full of happy pictures of people on vacations and trips abroad and rarely those that depict suffering or lack of enough.

Something that used to bother me so much was now something I enjoyed hearing, especially from Everett. Another buzz from my phone. EVERETT: If you’re overthinking too much… Maybe I should come over tonight and give you the same distraction I gave you the other night. I resisted the urge to scoff at his cheeky text. AMELIA: I’m not overthinking. EVERETT: Liar. AMELIA: You can’t tell if I’m lying over text. EVERETT: Oh, but I can, darling… AMELIA: Whatever. EVERETT: I can tell you’ve got an attitude behind that last text. Seems like you’ll need a distraction and a lesson.

There are also lots of books, so I can spend a pleasant afternoon reading. ‘That sounds nice. Your words make me want to be confined in the study with you.’ Matthias texted a suggestive remark in a hardly noticeable way.

It was not like perfume, but a seductive scent from her body. Nolan's face suddenly turned red. He could even see every single hair on her face, her seductive eyes, and her moist lips pressed tightly together, making her look extremely adorable. At this moment, the emotions between them seemed to become more intense and obvious than ever. Hellen, with her eyes sparkling with surprise, felt her heart beat faster. The seductive scent of Nolan's body penetrated her senses, creating a warm and strange feeling. She could feel the closeness and tension in the air.

I texted Anita. *****

“It is both clear to us that we like each other. But we both know that it will never work between us so entering a romantic relationship is out of the option. So, what are we going to do now?” He smirked. He was tracing the line of his lips while intently looking at me. “Straight to the point, huh?” I gulped. I can’t help but look at his lips and fingers as it moves. And it makes me feel like I want to bite it. Damn! Why does he look so hot with just a simple gesture?

SCARLETT Ethan texted again on Saturday. *There's an art exhibition downtown. You seem like someone who'd have strong opinions about art. Come with me.* I read it twice. Then a third time. It was a good text, confident without being pushy, which was apparently his reset after the library incident. I appreciated the effort. I typed back: *What kind of art?* *The pretentious kind. Overpriced paintings with names like "Void No. 7." Very dramatic.*

And, aw, don't be sad. I will make you hap- Chloe_awesome_scott CUT IT OUT, DUDE! AND, LISTEN TO ME VERY CAREFULLY. I ONLY SENT THE TEXT BECAUSE I WAS DARED TO. I AM NOT EVEN A LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN KNOWING WHAT YOU ARE HIDING. The_real_prince_charming DARE? HMM...INTERESTING. Chloe_awesome_scott STOP COPYING ME! The_real_prince_charming I AM NOT!

Pfftt. End of Text.