Jay X Daniel Mga Nobela at Kwento

I yelled holding my stomach. Just like Xavier decided to listen to me he stopped, his mischievous face stared at my red face as he looked at his face in the mirror and arranged his hair. He flashed his killer smile then nodded in satisfaction. "Have the worst day, Candy" He said with a smirk on his face. Xavier threw his bag pack over his left shoulder as he jumped down from the truck and walked over to my side to open the door for me. His signature smirk was still on his face as helped me down then brought out his phone from his pocket.

“Or do you prefer Daniel? I can’t quite remember, because I’ve heard your name spoken a lot in the last few weeks.” Daniel blinked. “Daniel is fine.” “Good,” Zipper said, pacing a step. “We’ll stick with that. Simpler. I like simple.” He paused, looking directly at the jury with a half-smile, like they were all in on the joke. “Now, Daniel, could you tell us about your relationship with my client?” Daniel straightened. “Naya and I— we were friends. Close friends. But her behavior— it became erratic. I distanced myself for my own safety.”

, Daniel's voice was soft but his pain was making her sad too. "My Father's name was Xavier Aaron Miller. He was the first son of the family. He had two younger brothers. His First Brother was EZEKIEL MILLER. You already have met him. He is one of the elders of Miller and the last son of the family was TRISTAN MILLER", Daniel spoke and She was listening to him silently.

he said, and his tone came off harshly. I bit my lip but didn’t reply. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. I’m Aaron Hart, Zion’s father,” he said, stepping towards Daniel with his intimidating build and stretching his hand out. Something flickered in Daniel’s eyes at his words, and he turned his attention to him. “Oh, we have met, and just like now, you were an asshole then,” Daniel replied, taking his hand in for a shake. Aaron smirked, and his grip tightened around Daniel’s hand, and I saw Daniel wince at the grip. “You will do well to stay far from me, then.” He said this, still squeezing Daniel’s hand, and pain showed in his eyes.

"There's more to me than violence, Kayla. There's a darkness that haunts me, but buried within it, there's a sliver of redemption." "But even if there is redemption, it can only come after I've dealt with your boyfriend, Daniel," MJ said with a cold determination. He turned away from Kayla, leaving her momentarily bewildered and helpless. As he walked away, he began narrating his story, sharing his past connection with Daniel and Dillon.

"Oh, Daniel, I'm so sorry. That sounds awful." But as he started talking, his anger and frustration boiling over, I realized that there was more to his story. "You know what really gets me?" he said, his voice low and rough. "Jayla is dating someone else. It feels like she's moved on with her life, and I'm just stuck here, dealing with...with all this." My eyes narrowed, my temper flaring. "What do you mean you're upset that she's dating someone else?" I demanded. "Are you still in love with her? What the fuck, Daniel?"