Harga Novels & Stories

Hawk said as he led Stan to the office to pay. "Alright, Snake. Let's see what we can do. You said she's backfiring?" I asked and began examining his bike. I asked him a few follow up questions and then figure out what needs to be fixed. "It's an easy fix" I said "How much will it cost? Snake asked nervously as Hawk came back into the garage. "Should only be about $20" Hawk answered. I rose my eyebrows and looked at Gunner who glared at his father. That would only cover the cost of parts. Hawk wasn't charging him for labor or service.

Today was the day. I was done with this man. I stared at him with so much hurt in my heart. That was the last call that i was gonna receive from some hoe. I been ignoring the nagging voice in my head for months. “What i do now?” He said. He just stood there like I wasn't fucking serious. I stopped what I was doing to address his ass. It took everything in me to control my anger. “Your little mistress just called to tell me you finna be a daddy. What i wanna know is how the hoe even got my number? Well congratulations ! you homeless now. Now get the fuck out my house!”

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Your order is ready “manager said and Arhaan nodded. He helped Hoor into her seat and sat beside her. Manager returned with a glass box , black velvet could be seen clearly through it . He took the cover off and showed the beautiful ring , it had a rare pink diamond in it , which was simple but also outrageously expensive . Hoor found it really beautiful, and thought that the owner of it would be very lucky . "Pack it and its whole collection "Arhaan said and manager didnt even bat an eye . When it was packed , Arhaan gave one of his cards for payment .

"Ok, wait, let's just ask the salesgirls around here." She nodded her head. "Ok." "Hey," he called to the salesgirl few feet away from them. "Hello...yes hi...please what's the price of this dress?" "Uh... Fifteen, ninety nine," she said. Jason and Amanda stared at each other in amazement. "What?" Jason exclaimed happily. "Sixty dollars?" "This is great!" Amanda agreed. "No no," The salesgirl shook her head and gave a small laugh. "Fifteen ninety nine, by that I mean, one thousand five hundred and ninety dollars." She told them wiping the happy smiles on their face.

Mrs Hally's suite was impeccable, she couldn't for the life of her, understand what she was even getting paid for. It was very unnerving especially when Mrs Hally had not-so-subtly hinted that she, Anelia Telford, would be the perfect wife for her dear grandson Dexter Black. The absurdity of it all had made her choke on her pancakes. And she never ever choked on pancakes. Oh, and she had also admitted to calling Dexter to her suite on that eventful day, apparently hoping thag he'd take a liking to a 'sweet and charming woman' like Anelia. Anelia just didn't know whether Mrs Hally didn't know her grandson that well or she just had too much hope for him.

He pursed his lips at me. "Shes none of your concern, Hazel is a spy and has been working for Cage for God knows how long. We're under attack-" Before I could get another word out Doc mind links me. "Alpha I found a connection, This infection isnt new, I've had it once before. Shes been poisoned with liquid venom from a vampire. How she got it I have no clue but I need a vampire and an old one at that to heal her. Their blood ith a few herbs is what will give her a fighting chance." He cuts the link as I assume he's busy with her and Bellamy both being in bad shape.

I reach for the check register, throw it open and write a check out for $100,000. "What is Ms. Lane's first name?" "Uh, Lisa," he informs me and moves closer as I fill in her full name on the line. His jaw drops and I've never seen the buttoned-up man ever look so flustered. "Connor, what're you doing?" "Isn't it obvious?" I sign my name, rip it out and hand it to Sean. "Paying Lisa Lane for her pain and suffering. This is extra. Make sure all of the hospital bills are covered, too."

Building the foundation of something that felt genuinely sustainable. The leather of the couch was cool against my back, but everything else in the room was burning. Eli was a heavy, solid weight pressing me down into the cushions, his hands framing my face like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I could feel the ragged rhythm of his breathing against my neck, a hot, steady pulse that matched the frantic drumming in my own chest. "You have no idea," he rasped, his voice vibrating deep in his throat. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, and the intensity there was staggering—a mix of raw hunger and something so fiercely protective it made my breath hitch.

Aiden says frowning “ but it’s still a 4 star place to stay, when they let you out of the room, there is a games room, a sauna, masseuses, tanning beds and a pool.” Dropping his voice lower he check no one is by the door “I’m sorry for what you will go through I will help where I can” and before I can register he said it he starts walking to the door, a smile on his face telling me he will be back for the plate in a bit and locking the door behind him. That last sentence sours the taste of the food in my mouth and makes me feel like what I have already eaten may come back up. Done with the food I put the plate down on the tray and try standing up.