Je M'en Fiche Novels & Stories

"Is my Faye jealous of Jolie?" Faye tilted her head because she didn't understand what jealous means. But since her mommy obvioulsy knows it Faye was sure the meaning doesn't really matter so she nodded seriously and her mommy smiled wider. "But why?" She poked Jolie on Faye's lap. "Jolie's ugly and my Faye's way way prettier." Faye nodded seriously again. "I-I'm wo-wonde-ri-ring a-as well m-mommy." Faye was surprised when her mommy giggled. What is so funny? Faye wonders.

He hates that. " Ahhhh,êtes-vous putain de plaisanter avec moi? Dites cela à quelqu’un d’autre!" (Are you fucking kidding me? Say that to someone else!) "Hahahah, No I am not kidding you, Monet! And who else would I say that to? You're the only blood sucker I know.... For now anyways. hahahha" "Okay, Okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Thank you Alpha Elaina, au revoir.”

I face Chin again… “I hate that maniacccccccccccc!” then I threw my uniform away and go out of my room. Where is that guy! This is Jeoff's fault. He is really trying to test me! Ahahaha! Yes Jeoff! I am now totally pissed off. You better prepare yourself! If I just know how to curse, I do that hundred times! And I don't know if you'll be safe from my words!

He asked rubbing the back of his neck with his palm. Tears gathered my eyes and my heart raced wildly. Why does he still have some effect on me? He’s just cheating moron after all. “I’m how I’m supposed to be. Why do you care though?” I snapped. Well if today was it, then so be it! I was done cribbing over him for so many months now. “Carla…” he stared but I didn’t let him continue. “Shut the fuck up, Jack. You of all people should know how much I despise you.” I spat out venomously not caring I was somewhere in the street and I had to run from my husband.

"Plan? Probably use all my savings to buy a very nice dress, shoes, and bags with this badass shade that would have 'Fuck you Slade written over it, and then go hungry for like what? A year? Sleeping under a bridge after Mrs. Peggy would have tossed me out of her house would be the most thoughtful plan I've ever had." "Xena," he said exasperatedly. "That's not it." "Then, what is?" I asked, folding my arms across my breasts. "You don't need to impress him you know? Just be yourself alright? Don't be more than you or less than you, just be you." Me? Let me be me. Do you know what being me is? Oh well, I'll tell you. It means staying up late doing copywriting jobs and then having your Boss sho

Lucinda is very excited to be moving out of her parent's house at the same time she is fighting the thought of leaving her parents.Mom and Dad I will miss you so much ,she hugs them with love .Mom can I take the pink blanket with me Lucinda asks her mum already holding the blanket ,yes you can her mom replied.I am ready to go Lucinda says as she caries some of her bags outside ,Lucinda can you leave me your black T-shirt Daren asked standing by the door way holding Lucinda's black T-shirt ,yes you can Lucinda smiled at him thank you Daren said as he rushed to put it on.

I mutter under my breath and walk away. I don't have anything fun going on in my life. I work 10 hours daily, from Monday to Friday, then I visit the library most Saturdays, or I go grocery shopping. On Sundays, I watch my favourite show ‘’Ketching up with Italian couples” and that pretty much sums up my life as a 24-year-old graduate working in an interior decor company.

Being a sucker for punishment, I logged into my F******k next. A message from my high school friend Jessica was sitting in my inbox. We'd kept in touch through F******k since I'd moved to London. I didn't have a ton of friends on my profile and kept it pretty private. Ethan had checked it out thor- oughly and given the okay. He said that the threat was from people who already knew me, where I lived and worked, so having a F******k page wasn't going to matter either way.

he replied, his tone carrying a hint of frustration. "In your dreams! I refuse to be called your mate. I want nothing to do with you, so let's get this over with," I spat, my voice filled with hate. As I spoke those words, anger flushed across his face, but I remained unfazed. "I, Selena Gomez Rain, reject you, Alpha Duncan Durham Mendes, as my mate!" I declared firmly, emphasizing my rejection.

A room not too big but not too small, bigger than the room in her old house, quite comfortable and there was a lock on the door, she could maintain her privacy without them knowing. This house was much safer than her own, but she never wanted to live like this, she just wanted to be free and enjoy her remaining days to have fun, forgetting what was going on in her life. She doesn't even think about love, for her love is bullshit. SHe was even disgusted with herself, so she wouldn't let anyone else taste her again. She just wants to be alone.