Felicia Day Book Novels & Stories

Felicity put on a skirt since she was meeting Corbin. Borrowing Stella's curling iron, she curled her hair a bit. Not big on makeup, she added a layer of foundation and some lipstick to freshen up. After grabbing her backpack, she headed out. In the living room, Vermont flipped through The Little Prince. He came across a quote about cherishing moments watching the sunset with loved ones to avoid regrets in the long run. Seeing that Felicity came out of the room, Vermont asked, "Is this your book?"

She lowered her gaze and exhaled loudly. “Look, Olivia. You can’t trust a word that he says, you witnessed how vile and evil he could be at your grandfather’s funeral. He showed you his true colors and said so many mean times to you on that day without feeling remorseful.” Olivia’s gaze dropped, how could she forget that terrible day? That was the day she felt how lonely she truly was. “He deceived you and used you for his own selfish reasons, that’s not the kind of man an heiress like you deserve to spend your life with.” Jade added in a soft tone.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

asked Jayden, remembering another assignment with Felicia as a group. "I just wanted to talk. I have an idea," said Felicia casually. She took out her notebook with a heart on it. "Pft!" Jayden couldn't control his laughter. "Your book is so … girl." Felicia closed her book again loudly and then glared at Jayden fiercely. "Do you want me to tell you the idea? Or I can compose this proposal myself," she said threateningly. She forgot that the man in front of her was not only her savior when she needed a group but also an annoying man.

I tried to run but the old lady was pretty fast. A few lashes of broom landed on me as she chased me in circles, Felicia stood there grinning happily at the cat and dog chase. When she was out of breath she stopped chasing me and welcomed me warmly, but not without me signing an undertaken that I will never think of committing suicide and that I accept her as my family. “So what did he say?” I asked Felicia. We were now in her room on the bed with a bucket of chicken and chips as she explained how she flirted with the hot dude in her work.

Althea asked coolly, “is what you call honesty?” Felicia looked at Selena with open displeasure. “I don’t think that topic is appropriate—especially when you bring it up in front of children.” “Oh, I’ve only just met you. And who are you, exactly?” Selena smiled broadly. “I’m Selena. My daughter is also Chase Miller’s child. Just like—” “You don’t need to know my name,” Felicia cut in, her gaze sharp and unyielding. “And I have no intention of introducing myself to you.”

She also participated in many dance clubs, foreign languages, and arts. It turned out that in her college days, Felicia was already an artsy girl, excelling in piano and dance. Now, her name on the blog was "the heart's delight," an xuyên sư. Felicia shared various pictures of her activities on the blog, making everyone love her. So Felicia was the heart's delight. Lalisa didn't have a blog, so she didn't know anything. Before finishing reading, Lalisa took out her phone and called the phone numbers in the documents.

Felicia was 20 by age. She was just a simple girl going about every day on the streets in search of a job as a maid. She had gone to schools, hospitals and basically anywhere that required the maintenance services of a maid. She wanted to get herself the job even though it seemed menial just so she could settle her fees at the university. That was the point when Ben came into her life, the instrument that the devil had used to destroy her future. She had introduced to Ben by a friend of hers.

She was dressed in her pyjamas and I called her and she picked in one ring telling me she was on her way. Felicia arrived in less than thirty minutes with her pyjamas on. We decided to watch movies while the night was still young. She chose the movie, the fault in our stars. I held myself from crying but when it got to the scene when Augustine asked hazel and his friend to read out the eulogy they would say when he died and they did, I couldn't hold the tears no more. Even when the movie ended, I kept crying whilst Felicia laughed. "Its a movie girl, no one's dead." She said.

I said to her. “Yes!” she said as she lifted her cup and I sent the first chapter to her. Llewellyn or Wells as we mostly called him was her gay best friend, hence the name Felicia, and he never read anything I wrote but he was still part of my inner circle and he gave me a lot of ideas and sayings that I used when I had gay characters in a book. Harley spent the next hour reading in between updating her group and then she settled back on the couch as we had our daily gossip session.