Hewo Novels & Stories

I rush out, picking up my phone to hide my face "Of course, you will," he says before saying bye and hanging up. I sigh laying down in my bed getting under the covers and putting my phone on the charger but it beeps. Chase: good night, ma Me: good night, Chase

A walked towards him. “She is at the back.” he signalled to me. I gave him a thumbs up and walked towards the back of the plaza. After attending to another customer, Emma went to the back of the Plaza to clear her head for a little while. She heard some noise, she guessed the rush hour was here so she breathed out and try to regain her strength so she can go back to her post. Suddenly, the door knob clicked open. Emma thought it was her boss to scold her, she pressed her eye lids tightly shrinking at the thought of being shouted on but it was someone else entirely. Emma waited for a second, no word was uttered. She had to turn around to see who bumped in and there he was. She didn’t recogniz

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She deflected the subject, leaning her hip to the plateau while chewing on one of the donuts. -Yes, I have to leave before because Leo is crazy with the organization and if I ask him for something more capable that he collapses- he approached her. - It seems to me that you will have to look for a second right hand. The commotion is great - he bit another piece - When you return I want to show you something that I have been working on, it is a concept for the next product. It is specifically focused on alphas and omegas, but I think the betas will be interested-

The little girl pointed at the ceiling where a dark stain had appeared, slowly spreading like spilled ink. The Harringtons’ panic fueled fresh chaos. Michael grabbed tools and headed for the basement despite Rachel’s pleas. He pried at the concrete again, determined this time. The material cracked wider. His flashlight caught more fabric and the clear outline of bone. “Rachel!” he shouted. “Call the police!”

" What's up? Go on." " Well his name was Ren. Strange name I know. He looks to be Italian or maybe Irish. He's got an accent that sounds Irish and Italian. What does an Irish accent even sound like? Look, it doesn't matter. We had good sex and all that shit and it was amazing. I know it's not as amazing as yours though." I giggle at her and roll my eyes. " And you left?" She blows out her breath. " Yeah. Steve texted me."

I learnt a long time ago , there's no point of speaking , when none is going to value your words . Third person pov : Hoor was looking stunning in her deep red lehnga. Her step mother always felt wary of her .Hoor had gotten the best features of her father and mother . Hoor's step sister was a year older than her. She was beautiful with her black hair and grey eyes , but it was nothing compared to Hoor. Her stepmother didn't want any troubles for her own daughter(Aiza) thats why, decided to marry her off . ........... On the other hand , Arhaan was standing in front of mirror wearing a black 3 piece, combing his hair when his phone started ringing . He picked the call , seeing it was from h

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“Thought it’d make you feel better.” This time, she smiles at me, and it is such a sweet smile that I flush. “I have other food too. Nothing fancy but some peanuts and stuff. They might be expired if you care about that sort of stuff—” “It’s okay,” She opens the packet. “I like trail mix. I’m Beth, by the way. Beth Lee.” “Taylor Night,” I reply, reluctantly. I see her smile before she munches on some trail mix and then she sighs. “I haven’t eaten since yesterday afternoon. I didn’t know how hungry I was.”