Iam It Novels & Stories

Daniel keeps staring her way to see where she is headed to but gets startled when he feels a pat on his shoulder. “Woah! dude didn’t mean to startle you. What’s your name man? I’m Antony, want some?” He forwards a packet of spaghetti towards Daniel. Daniel shakes his head and keeps looking around the shop to see all the machines and cool designs scattered around the room. “You sit down man, don’t be so uptight.” Antony points at the leather couch kept in the corner while stuffing his mouth with spaghetti. Daniel slowly walks to the couch and sits down on it while fidgeting with his fingers.

Chris nodded looking unusually serious as he glared at his mother sideways “ yeah its just like amphetamine ..so its side effects are quite similar to that one .. so yeah they do “ “ amphetamine …that - doesn’t that mean -“ “ Speed “ If I was pissed before , it was nothing compared to how I felt now . I wanted to take it easy , and be respectful towards Ms Hamilton because a) she was my girlfriend’s mother , no matter how shitty She was b ) Bella would be pissed if I disrespected her mother in any way possible and I didn’t raise my hand on women , yeah I might make them pay me back thousand folds in some other way but I never hit my woman or any other women but right now I was having a hard

Ama said. “Well it’s not a big deal”

I pleaded. Amit’s voice rose in anger, his words laced with frustration. “How long have you known him, exactly? Huh? A few months? Do you even know him well enough to be engaged? He could be taking advantage of you, Aarya.” He shouted at me, calling me by my full name instead of my nickname.

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Dad was holding my mobile and studying it "What? Tell me!!" I grabbed my phone from out of his hands and read it again. "The capitalization," Dad said over my shoulder, "it's only certain words ex- cepting the I's. Look at the others." The words: Ethan, My, Old, Phone, Get, It, were the only ones with capital letters... except for the I's. Dad was right. I couldn't believe it. My girl had successfully delivered a message to me in code under duress of kidnapping. I closed my eyes and prayed for another miracle. "And other words that should be capital are left lowercase, like your name"

she whispered, her heartbeat quickening. Mark noticed her reaction and walked over. “What’s wrong?” “My computer’s... it’s acting weird,” she said, gesturing to the screen. “Look at this.” Mark leaned closer, frowning. “That doesn’t look good. It might be a virus. You should call IT immediately.” Amaliah didn’t waste time. Picking up her phone, she dialed the IT department and explained the situation to the head of IT, Nathan. “Turn it off and don’t touch anything else,” Nathan instructed firmly. “I’ll be up in five minutes.”

--- Upstairs, Ammie stood in front of the mirror, getting ready for work. Her movements were slower than usual. Not because she was tired— But because her mind wasn’t steady. Her phone lay on the bed, still lighting up occasionally with notifications she refused to check again. She picked up her bag. Paused. Then walked toward the door. --- She had just stepped into the hallway when Adrian’s voice stopped her. “You’re going out?” Ammie turned slightly. “Yes.” --- Adrian shook his head once. “No. You’re not.” That made her frown.

Ada. I need to tell you something and I need you to not panic.

I mumble under my breath. "What?" Zach sounds taken aback at my outburst, and I can't blame him, to him what I said probably doesn't make a lick of sense. "Who's Kenton, Amaris?" Glendon asks, his voice gentle. "He's…Kenton is the one who helped me through my first shift." 'Mate', my wolf yaps excitedly at the mention of his name. 'Tell them he's our mate.' No!