Group Favorite Novels & Stories

She smiles sweetly as she answers, "Ali and I are having a girls day, so you guys will have to entertain yourselves." "OH!" James half yells. "We could go to the arcade!" "Hell yeah!" George agrees quickly. "I heard they have Dance Revolution." Annie and I exchange a look as the boys continue to plan their day. A warm content feeling fills me as I watch James and our friends. He notices me watching and gives me a wink and a smile before mouthing, "I love you." "I love you too," I mouth back with a smile. And no matter how much he annoyed me at times, I knew that I always would.

Lily pinballed between the two girls in front of her. She wondered what they wanted. The girls didn't look familiar but she was sure they came from her school. One of them was dark while the other was fair. The dark one was named Emily while the fair one name was Favourite. “What do you want from me?” Asked Lily, She was staring the other way which led to the assembling point. “Alot but one of them is I have an intense hatred for Omegas.” Favorite said with a scowl on her face.

"So what movie are we seeing?" Grace asked as Enrique drove. "It's a surprise, I just hope you haven't seen it already, though." Grace almost scoffed at that statement. She had hardly ever seen up to ten movies since Camila's husband passed. "I'm not really the movie type, so I couldn't have seen it," she replied. "Oh okay, then how about music. Do you like it? You seem like a fangirl of a boyband." "Really? Well, I'm kind of retro, I love Backstreet Boys, Westlife and NSYNC, they are my favorite," she smiled.

" No... I only have favorite singers, Lauren Daigle, Celine Dion, Charity Gayle and Tatiana manaois. " " Oh wow! I also love Titiana manaois too! My favorite song of hers is, Like you! " " Same here... I also love Yesterday Everyday Always. " " Hm... I guess we have the same taste in music... " " Probably. " " By the way, what do you think about romance, sis? " " Oh... Why are you asking me this? " " Well... I am curious... " " Oh... Just curious or is it what I am thinking? " Malisa said with a raised eyebrow.

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" You mean aside from the fact that Louisa and Hunter share a strange resemblance in both features and personalities?" I reject any personality resemblance between my baby and that monster. " Their looks are common genes" I tried to argue. " Fine then what of other similarities? Like their interest in art? Or the preference for the color black? Or the strange attraction towards cupcakes with only blue sprinkles?." He is really observant to have noticed all these, because even I never noticed the sprinkles. " Art is a general talent and Louie doesn't like black that much" that's a lie, Louie's favorite color is actually black.

Its handle is strapped with the end of a pool noodle. I can’t say I was too fond of that brochure. Browsing children as simply as you would a new vacuum cleaner or pair of Sunday trousers. “I did,” “Great, makes it a lot easier for everyone if you know a couple of names,” We step through. She stops quickly. “Lily recommended us, didn’t she?” “Yes, that’s right.” It seems to be the place for lonely singles. I can’t say that. It sounds awfully predatorial.

"Oh, you read me like an open book; as expected of my future brother-in-law!" A wave of relief washed over me. It seemed like I was getting through to him. Yet, a split second later, Faris' expression shifted drastically. "Why does she only have eyes for you? Before you came back, Elle put me above everything else! If I so much as sneezed, she'd worry herself sick. But ever since you returned, she's been revolving around you! Even after your face is ruined, she still cares about you so much. Why?" My heart sank. Faris' feelings for Noelle had actually reached such a pathological state that he couldn't even tolerate me, her own biological brother!

Dakota Voss said we were going to live a minimalist life. No gifts. No special occasions. No grand gestures. "Real love doesn't need material proof." My buddy, Harrison Drake, backed her up. "Exactly. Your wife gets it. Unlike my ex, who kept buying me watches." I nodded. I lived that way for four years. Throughout it all, I never received a single gift or surprise. On my birthday, Dakota posted a photo of the two of us on social media. "Minimalist living. The best gift is having each other." The post had more than 200 likes. I left a heart in the comments. Then, I came across Harrison's private account. A limited-edition watch. Custom cuff links. A room filled with roses. "Someone

“Help me take the Veyl inheritance from Cassian and Dorian. Give me the original agreement, and I’ll tell you where your brother is.” Cassian scoffed. “Don’t believe him. He’s using you.” Adrian turned toward him. “Quiet.” “You promised me the inheritance.” “And I intend to keep my promise.” Cassian raised his gun. “Then stop playing games and get the document!” Dorian moved in front of me. “Nobody is giving you anything.” Adrian’s expression hardened. “You always were your father’s favorite, Dorian. Even when you weren’t his biological son.” Dorian’s jaw tightened. “At least I had a father who loved me.”