Highly Suspicious And Unfairly Cute Novels & Stories

She turned to me suspiciously. "Judging by that reaction..." she said slowly. "I doubt this man is...very hot." I tried to hold back my laughter and shrugged innocently. "Let’s just say," I began, "he's got a big belly, probably picks his nose and eats it, and has never met a shirt that fits right." She immediately groaned and covered her face. "Ew! Why would you recommend someone like that to me?! I said I wanted someone sharp and deadly, like a knife, not—ugh!" She couldn’t even finish her sentence, gagging at the thought.

he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am . sad right but am used to it anyways . He was the one, holding me ,from falling I was Surprise ,by his kindness and Struck by his dazzling cuteness even without seeing his full face that I kept staring at him maybe to steal some cuteness for my self. how could the creator bless a man with so much cuteness yet give me who happens to be a girl ,this ugly face .really, I thought girls were cuter than boys but today I found out that ,that was a big fat lie

Suzie only appreciated his amazing face. However, seeing the man completely awake was several times more impactful than seeing him unconscious. The man sitting on the bed looked so beautiful yet fragile. The air around him was gentle, soft, and warm. The yellow light from the lamp was like golden fairy dust- making the scene as if it comes from a fairy tale. Suzie was suddenly reminded of her high school classmates' definition of their crush- 'he was like a prince that came out of a fairy tale'- such a cringe description was unbelievable and only children who love fairy tales believed that kind of thing.

Seraphina says but Susie scoffs and doesn't want to let go. “I don't trust you. You might fool Matilda because she is so forgiving and caring, but not me, I am the exact opposite of being forgiving. I can see right through you. How can a vile person like you just change in a matter of days. I don't believe in that crap. You are here because you have planned something to ruin tonight for your sister. I'm sure of it!”

And right when my eyes darted on the room, a sudden flash of light appeared before my eyes. “We did it! ” “No, I did! ” “Na-uh. I did the cleaning. ” “But we made what you just cleaned! ” “Then congratulations to us! ” “Kids, pizza's here! ” “Oh! The pizza's here! ” “Coming, mom! ” “Race you to the front yard! ” “Game! ” “That's so unfair, I always loose. ” “In one, two... three! ” “What the--That's unfair! Come back here, Mystic! ”

Other than his good looks, he’s not my usual type. He’s awkward, unsure, impulsive and acts suspiciously. Nothing about him should attract my interest. And yet he does. Maybe it’s the way he says the most daring words while looking like he didn’t mean to blurt it out. Like when he essentially called me a manwhore. There’s something… cute about it. Cute. It’s not a word I ever thought I’d use to describe anything, much less a person, but here we are. The cold night air blows around us as Julian walks beside me quietly.

A wry smile twisted his lips as he sized up Jeremy, his gaze sweeping over him from head to toe. Jeremy shifted a bit uncomfortably under his intense scrutiny, feeling a knot of unease twist in his stomach. The werewolf's face was strangely androgynous, with delicate features that belied his raw power. But his Adam's apple jutted out from his throat in a way that left no doubt about his gender. Jeremy had never encountered someone like this before. For a while, he couldn't help but feel a bit disoriented by the contradiction. Clearing his throat, Jeremy tried to shake off his unease. "Hey, that's not the point," he said, his tone brusque. "Just tell me where those rogues are."

Frowning he looked at her in a questioning look. "I am allergic to cigarette's effluvium, sir." Smiling he threw the cigarette and crushed it under his feet thinking 'anything for you darling.' And smoothly corrected her, "Noah." Sophia didn't replied rather whatever Lisa and Samuel had taught her circulated in her mind and one thing caught her interest that is this man is famous for his debauchery and never have been in a relationship, does he likes a simple girl like her, based on what indications he is giving her or is it all just a show, but again why? She doesn’t have anything valuable left with her.

She told me in a small voice. I decided to spare her the blushing she was going to have if I decided to push the matter to the very end. "I just don't know how a human being can go from being vicious to being nice to being scary again, all in one breath," I complained. The woman I was complaining to didn't need me to mention names as she already knew who the gossip was supposed to be about. "Yeah. Since he was treating you nicely, I thought that he might be toning down his viciousness. Guess I was wrong." Miss Aurora added.

I just hope that it is nothing too serious. “I know how much you resisted last time but please reconsider my offer. I would like you to come and live in my pack, but this time the offer is only temporary as there is a reason for this request.” He starts. “What is the reason?” I ask. “There is someone poking around you, they are ruthless and use others to get what they want. And right now what they want is you, or rather what you have.” “I see, so how would moving to your pack help me?” I ask.