Highly Suspicious And Unfairly Cute Novels & Stories

I dropped the fries and picked up a fork to eat it. I dipped the fork into the chicken when I noticed it didn't have the same look as mine. "Something is wrong." I said furrowing my brows. "What's wrong?" Jace asked. "This wasn't how I dressed the chicken." I said and he furrowed his brows. "No that's the way. Did you cram the way you designed it?" He asked and I nodded. "Of course I did." I said and they sighed. TBC... What is going on here?? Wahala wa o

Which is why I default to being a strong bitch. “Cute. I’m a cop. I am pretty good at reading people. But you don’t need to fake things. When you are thinking something dirty, your eyes have this mischievous sparkle. It wasn’t there. Your eyes were distant, cold, and hard. You were thinking of something unpleasant.” he smiled sadly, pressing a tender kiss to my lips.

Kevan didn't show any guilt for being caught, instead, he replied honestly, "I'm looking at you." Larissa's face flushed red and she asked, "Why are you looking at me?" "Because you're beautiful," Kevan answered without hesitation. Larissa was surprised, and her hands paused for a moment. She cautiously lowered her head to meet his gaze. His deep eyes were bright and seemed somewhat innocent, like a naive child. The corners of his lips curved into a smile, but it wasn't his usual mocking smirk. Combined with his gaze, it appeared incredibly pure and innocent. Larissa was startled to think of him in that light. She had never associated him with those words, yet now there was no better way to

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I shook the thoughts from my mind and proceeded to search my contacts finding her name, a witch we have known for many years. Clicking her number and the phone rings several times before her voice comes on. “Hello?” She answered. “Sukie, it’s Maverick. I need your help and fast.” I declared with urgency in my tone. “Of course, what is going on?” She asks, with concern in her voice. “My friend is dying. She is a vampire. I don’t know how to help her. Please, you have to help me save her. She is very important to me.” I pleaded as tears filled my eyes. “There is only one way to save her, and it’s not a sure thing,” she explains. “ I don’t care, I have to try,” I reply as my hands begin to shak

After she'd freshened up, then she would wish a best friend a happy birthday. She walked into the house and saw her parents having a meeting in the living room with a weird looking man. He looked huge and hairy. He had noticeable scars on his face, and despite the fact that they were discussing in low voices, his rough, deep voice echoed to every corner of the room. Maybe it was just her, but he looked he was head of some gang. Despite the fact he wore quite an expensive-looking suit, with a shiny watch and a pair of shoes, he still looked gory, and Vivian disliked his appearance. But she didn't care. Whatever her parents had going on with the man was their business.

I tried to maintain my casual demeanor while my stomach did flips as the scent of his soap filled my nostrils, the shirts showing off his leg muscles, his dick swinging a bit as he sank down on the couch, the see through net shirt did nothing to hide his well sculpted chest, biceps and abs. I took the remote and began scrolling through to play a movie for us, but the sight of his dick doing that little swing replayed itself in my head and I could not pay attention as I snuck glances at him. Suddenly, moaning sounds filled the room with naked men and women displayed on the screen, fucking, as the p**n video I was watching earlier continued playing. I gasped and dropped the remote. “Oh my gosh

“If I agree to call you Cole will you cease this foolishness?” “Well… it depends… You have been messing with me from the first moment we met. I figured I have earned the right to be as exasperating as possible,” Cole said. “I am starting to like you, Cole Miller. I would not recommend being constantly exasperating—” Xavier said and smirked. Cole decided he hated Xavier's saccharine smile. It was exactly like a wolf giving a prey a false sense of safety. The smile was quite charming but still, there was an unmistakable underlying threat in there that would make a lesser man shake in their boots. But Cole was used to flirting with danger.

I hesitated for exactly half a second, but then I let the petty win. ME: You’re a cocky ass. And you’re ugly too. That play wasn’t even all that. And you are definitely not Patrick Mahomes Your “aura” stinks—I don’t know why people think you’re some alpha male or whatever. And why would anyone want to bend over for you? I don’t like your smile either. Your dimples are ugly I read it back. Once. Twice. It was unhinged. Unprovoked. Absolutely insane. But before my brain could intervene, I hit send.

The next morning at breakfast, I was scrolling through social media when a trending headline shook me so much that I almost toppled my glass of milk over. The photos in the article were well-taken shots, not ones taken without permission, seemingly exposed by "those in the know". They were taken at a high-end accessory shop. Ethan was slightly bowed as he checked out the display case, while Sophia leaned close to him. They were so close to each other that it seemed romantic. "Exclusive: Healer Sophia and the Alpha of Silvercrest Pack Shopping for Jewelry—A New Chapter Unfolding."