I Know Everything About You You Know Everything About Me Novels & Stories

Find herself, the strong, brave, independent, courageous beautiful girl that I love. Which I do. When you know well you just know. “Thank you. For everything.” She says for the fifth time as we go to head up in the elevator to her apartment. “Em seriously, I would have and would do anything for you.” “You are everything to me. You’re my girl and I would do anything you ever wanted just to see that smile okay. You’re stuck with me forever baby.” “I love the sound of that. But that also means you’re stuck with me a girl who can bake brownies but burn toast, only watches medical dramas and would rather stay in with a tub of chunky monkey than go out.”

The man spoke in a disappointed tone. "What's your name? I want to know your name. I don't think I'll trust someone so easily if that person doesn't tell me what I want to know." Adela crossed her arms over her chest, and she said. "Max Louis - my name. You can just call me Max." Max answered Adela honestly. Max Louis? This name…just saying it made Adela feel that he had something very familiar to her. Very close... has she met him in real life? Besides her, there had never been a person with that name. Who is he, and what does he want from Adela?

"I want to know everything...from the very beginning. Starting with you, Sarah." **********************************

" You all will never be in the mood " " What do you mean by you all." " You and Victoria are both the same,you both will never be in the mood." He said while using his other to grip her neck tightly"but the only difference between you and her is that ,I can control you whenever I want..and now I want you."

"Our eyes met." "You realize you're being obvious, right? I thought you didn't want anybody to know? The manner in which you're acting right now..." He deliberately cut to his words and shook his head. Hayan's face is so flushed at this moment. Furthermore, it's just barely an eye to eye connection. Sean thought. Hayan covertly looks at Hajin prior to talking. "You think he knows?" "Well..." He clutched his arms. "Perceiving how clear you are, in case he's not thick obviously he'll know."

I called out his name as I followed him out of the basketball court. I grabbed Liam's hand because he didn't stop. He gave me another death gaze. I released his hand and whispered, "I apologise. What occurred back then was..." "Who are you?" I remained motionless after hearing that. He walked away. You've never met me? Yeah. How did you come to know about me? If we've never spoken, how will you recognise me, yet I recognise you? You never glanced at me since I've always been in the shadows. You never communicated with me. I am aware of your preferences and dislikes. I know what your favourite foods are. I know what your favourite colour is. I know where you like to go. I'm familiar with your

He looked at me with amusement while crossing his arms. He pulled my hair from its bun and ran his hands through it with a boyish grin. "Did you think you could fool me Giselle, or should I say Joana?" I slapped his chest and glared at him. "Since when did you know?" I asked crossing my arms. "Since the day you came here. The very first day. I know every inch of you. You can never ever fool me. I had a doubt that it was you when I examined you, and when I smelled you, I was sure. So, I knew the whole time."

"June, I'm sure you've seen the news by now. If you come back to me, I can have Maisie clear everything up." I scoffed. "No need." As the story gained momentum, Maisie's followers skyrocketed. The internet detectives dug deeper, and when they discovered I had a sister, I knew it was time to make my move. That night, I prepared everything and started a live stream. Maisie's fans flooded into the chat, and the comments became unbearable. But I stayed calm. I took out the necklace and the lab results, then slowly laid out the truth.

"If that kindness was real." "I'm not perfect! I'm just a person!" "You're everything I've ever wanted." He stepped closer. "You don't even know me!" I backed up until I hit the glass. "You just know things about me!" "I know you better than anyone. I know you bite your lip when you're nervous. You hum when you cook. You cry at sad movies but pretend you don't. You're scared of thunderstorms—" "Stop!" I covered my ears. "You're crazy!"