Novel & Cerita Hamilton Fanfiction

I get ready and wore a plain dark black jeans with a white color blouse. I applied a little makeup and went out to the Hall. She is preparing some pancakes so I went to the kitchen and helped her doing those. After we ate the pancakes, I slowly started to have a conversation with her " Amanda, I need to talk about some thing " I told her with a casual glance. " Go on alish " "Alexander Hamilton kissed me, he even did some physical things to me, he figured me. " I said with a slow voice. "Woah, oah, that's.... That's soo fast " She said with an unbelievable face.

But I had to hide my tears and my pain, just like I did every single time. But this time it was the most difficult. I could barely bear the thought of seeing my mate with my sister. I went to the hall. They were talking. Hearing my footsteps, Chloe's head turned toward me, she had a smug smile plastered across her face. "Alpha Magnus, meet her. She is our maid, Amara," she said. I felt extreme shame hearing that. Magnus's eyes collided with mine cold as ice. He just nodded. Like he didn't know I was his mate. My heart ached inside.

I didn’t come all the way here to be ignored like some side character. So I marched over, yanked the TV plug straight from the socket, and held it in the air like a trophy. “What the fuck!” Felix growled, his controller falling to the bed. “Who the hell—Morgana?!” Hamilton barked when he looked up, disbelief flashing in his eyes. Felix groaned loudly, sinking into the mattress. He looked like he was ready to commit war crimes. Hamilton didn’t yell. He never did with me. But he clenched his jaw the way he always did when he was furious and trying not to show it.

Hamilton standing outside my room. She smiled. “Good morning, Lana. How are you?” “Hi, Mrs Hamilton,” I said, forcing a smile onto my face. “Do you need help with something?” “Yes.” She handed me a notebook. “I have no idea where my eldest son is.” He is in my bathroom with a hard-on.

I offered smoothly, trying to defuse the bomb before it blew. “You will do no such thing, my dear! Halle, apologize to everyone at this table or leave right now!” Mrs. Reyes ordered, her gaze bouncing between me and her defiant younger daughter. “I don’t even have an appetite anymore. I'm going to my room,” Halle muttered, storming off toward the stairs while mumbling under her breath. Though she was far away, I caught the tail-end of her bitter muttering: “...Stupid introductions every time, yet they never stay anyway...”

She watches the gossip blog's followers multiply. She realize the story is about to become far bigger than she intended. She immediately calls the journalist to slow things down. "I need more time." "Sweetheart, this story doesn't wait for anyone's conscience." The journalist replied sharply. **** Virginia meets privately with someone in the shadows of a parking garage. Harold, still working, despite Nelson believing him gone. "The transfer failed," Harold says. He hesitated. "The boy is protected now." Virginia started pacing. Then stop to look at him.

Amelia moved the phone away a bit. When Brandon stopped, she smiled and said, "Mr. Hamilton, if you care so much about Hannah, why don't you go after her yourself? You're always trying to match her up with your best friend. Aren't you jealous of watching them together every day? "I don't understand. You obviously care for her. Why do you have to act so casual about it? I've told you that Liam is mine, and no one can take him away from me! If your idol wants him, let her come to me. Why do you have to do it for her?"

'Let's make this a new start,' he murmured. 'Yes,' she agreed, her heart swelling with the same need to get it right this time. 'I love you, too, Collins . That's a good place to start.' They kissed. And the connection between them went soul-deep. There...in a garden full or roses. ------ Jasmine slowly knocked on Favour and Leonard's door and patiently waited for it to be open. She was happy. She was with the man she loved and she was engaged to him, but her joy couldn't be complete until she talked to her sister.

Emily's POV; Mr Hamilton said, "At eleven, I was sent to a foster care after my parents passed away. Even though my family is pretty big, no one took me and I was left to fend for myself in foster care. After six months of being on my own, I saw you. You looked lost and someone took advantage of it and bullied you. Colton and his friends. I saw and walked away. But one night, I saw you looking at the moon like it's the only thing in the world with you. The next day, I stood for you against Colton to make you realise that there's another person in this world too. Since then, you started tagging along with me wherever I go. We started eating and playing together. The orphanage which felt like

“What makes you think that I want you to sit with me. And in any case, I am waiting for somebody.” “Well, then I must come to sit with you.” “I don’t know if you are deaf, but I said I am waiting for something, so unless you are Mr. Hamilton, I am not interested in you.” I hear as he bursts out with such a burst of deep laughter from his chest; I swear it turns my knees week. “Well, lucky for you then, I am Mr. Hamilton.” “Sorry to burst that bubble, but the Mr. Hamilton I am meeting is much older than you.”