Extra Ordinary You Novels & Stories

‘I was wondering if you have an extra heart, for mine was just stolen. -----Anonymous -----

I Asked Setting Her Down On Her Feet. "How Can I Forget And I'll Give You Your Gift Later Cause There Are Soke More Suprises To Unroll And I Didn't Done Anything Extraordinary. It's Just Simple" She Said Looking Down At Her Feet. I Tilt Her Head Up With Two Fingers. "Everything About You Is Extraordinary And I Don't Care If It's Simple Or Extravagant. Everything Is Special If You're In It" I Said Looking Straight In Her Eye's Removing All Doubts.

I will always come back for you! XOXO Natacha_H

The ordinary days. The extraordinary days. Both at once.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

And in the kitchen of the penthouse on the fifty eighth floor, with the sounds of the city below and Alexander's voice from the couch and the smell of dinner beginning to fill the room, I thought that ordinary was still the most extraordinary thing I had ever been given. And I was nowhere near done being grateful for it.

'She chastised herself, feeling an unfamiliar but overwhelming surge of electricity between them. Zeus couldn't believe what was happening. Heat surged through his body, and he couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt for this much younger woman. Her vanilla scent intoxicated his senses, urging him to capture her natural, full-red lips. It seemed his right hand had a mind of its own, landing on the back of her head, pulling her closer, while his other hand held her waist, securing her.

Jake said. "Why? Why should I help others when no one is helping me at the time?” Eleven said. “Isn't it just a matter of timing? Look, now I take you out of that scary place and you can live freely, I will pay for everything, you can live normally like other teenagers."

Immediately, I was inquired by not Mrs Johnson but a deep male tone from the opposite side. Ugh! Can't I have just a normal life!?

"What makes you ask that?" "Some of the kids at school talk about me. They say I'm too mature for my age. That I act like an adult sometimes." My heart squeezed. "You're not weird, Maya. You're special." "Special feels the same as weird." "It's not. Special means you have gifts other people don't have. That doesn't make you weird. It makes you extraordinary." Maya leaned against me. "Sometimes I wish I was just normal. Like the other kids." "Normal is overrated."