If I Were You Show Novels & Stories

Wyatt’s attention swept over Mackenzie’s scattered admirers. What the hell had gotten into them? The lot looked as though they’d escaped a stint on death row. “I won the challenge? What are you talking about?” “There you have it, Mackie.” A guy with red hair peeked over the back of the couch. “I told you he should be the one to show you.” “Show you what? Can someone please tell me what is going on?” Wyatt demanded. A devilish spark lit Mackenzie’s eye. She stood, then moved around the coffee table, stopping inches from him.

"Sorry. It wasn't deliberate. I lost my phone." She breathed a big sigh of relief and then shook her head. "Look, I know you're an adult and old enough to do what you want, but I'm still your mother. I care and worry about you all the time. Whenever you're leaving for long periods, try to let me know. And if plans change midway, call and keep me informed. If you lost your phone, you could've used a friend's phone. You got me so worried sick that I thought you were in the captivity of that nasty woman and I was just about to raid her house with a combined team of police and military special forces led by Tom Cruise and James Bond."

Alizeh: "I just don't feel like going down now, I will go and eat after sometime!" By the time we were talking on texts on W******p, I sent a post to her on i*******m, and her reply to that post which was "Yeah, you deserve someone better!", and I immediately wrote to her "Fuck off!", she then wrote "Aree, it's true babba!", and I wrote "Instead you deserve someone better!", and we continued that conversation on W******p - Varun: "What did you write me on i*******m?, that I deserve someone better than you?, are you kidding me right now?"

Eleven fell silent again, she would waste the opportunity if she refused, she could run away from that man's house if something didn't feel right, but at least she didn't return to that hell again. "And.. who are you?" Eleven said. "Oh I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Jake" "Okay I'm in" Eleven says and Jake just smiles at her. Eleven only hopes that this time the choice she has chosen won't take her to a worse place than her home. That's the only hope now.

"If I miss you, can we go back to the way things were?" ***

It read; "I SEE YOU!"

He tightened his grip on my arm and said, "If you don't apologize today, you're not going anywhere. Apologize now!" "Who do you think you are, forcing my granddaughter to apologize?"

"I happened to record your little monologue last night. Want to hear how twisted you really are?" I shook, frozen. Humiliation crashed over me. That kind of secret feeling—hidden because it's shameful—now exposed and used as evidence, like a crime. "Either you stay and work at my casino, on call whenever I want. Or I make sure you can't survive in Boston. And that recording? It'll spread through the family." "You're getting revenge." "Yes." He said it lightly. "You made sure I suffered. Why should you have it easy?" "Two choices. Stay or leave. But if you walk out, no one on the entire East Coast will hire you."

"I want to see you." ****

Is that okay with you? SHERRY: (hesitates briefly) Well, technically, that's what this show is for, so I'm cool with it. Carry on, please. Hopefully, she's listening to you right now wherever she is. “This guy is crazy!” Isioma glanced at Idara, astonished. “What the hell is he doing?”