Kb Onlyoneof Novels & Stories

I will love you and only you for as long as I live. I give my heart to you, only you. And no matter what happens, I will never take it back. I don't want you to be uncertain about our future or be insecure. You are the only one I want to kiss, the only one I want to make love to, the only one I want to bear my children and the only one I want to be beside me until the end of my life.

He was alone and seemed relaxed considering the kind of environment they were in. "What has that guy done", she lifts a brow confused. She had no idea of what she was talking about. "I want you to go and join him. If you can ask for his number. You know that you need a boyfriend now", she wasn't joking. She always wondered why Sky had never been in any relationship since they met. She always excluded herself from relationships and they didn't fathom why.

I didn't reply because that wasn't the answer I was looking for. "Quinn the text you saw was real but you had it misunderstood." he brings out a black card and hands It over to me I just stared at him lost. "This doesn't belong to me." I said as he chuckled again but took my right hand and puts it in and closes my palm shut. "This card is an untraceable black card you can use it." he said, his hands were still on mine. "I don't understand." I shake my head.

K's getting hit on again by another guy. You've gotta be shitting me.

“No, I don't, not anymore at least.” Jeez, did that even sound real? Why did it sound so damn defensive? “Okay, we will know for sure.” Karen chuckled. “No, I won't give my consent.” I argued playfully, knowing fully well what Karen intended on doing. She ran into her room upstairs, and in a flash, she was back. With a white glass ball in her hands.

Dominick kneeled near me… -It's ok breath just breath baby I’m with you….You are not alone, Please Mathea just breathe.” He begged me with concerned eyes his hand stroke my back, then he brushed with his fingers through his blue hair with not knowing how to help me or what he should do or say to me.

"Can you imagine how cute your guy's baby will be? Blonde hair and hazel eyes!" "What!" I choke out. "What do you mean kids? We have only kissed a couple of times, so what?" "So what? You've managed to make a mafia boss fall to his knees! You are a literal goddess and he's your servant," Kylie grins. "You two definitely are getting together, and it'll be for a long time. I'm calling it now." "You're just getting ahead of yourself," I reply. "It's just a few kisses, nothing serious."

It’s a delicious torture that leaves me breathless and wanting. When he finally pulls away and I’m dazed, my body is humming with a restless energy. He takes a step back and allow his eyes rove over me, then he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my jeans so that his knuckles brush against the sensitive skin of my lower abdomen. "These," he says, his voice low and husky, "have to go."

I had insisted on going to work because staying at home almost made me loose my mind completely and I knew staying enclosed for another second would just make go into some override. “It’s good to see you again Mr. Mackenzie” George uttered politely as he placed the files on the table. “It feels good to be back George” I breathe harshly as I move to grab the files. “Any news?” I raise my brows. “Everything’s has been going smoothly, K&K has approached us for some contract, the details are in the third document, also the Fashion line supervised by Stephanie raised it’s stocks by two percent and the contract with the crown investors started a week ago” He explains and I nod in approval.

Like when Dave asked Kiera, who is sitting beside me, to make out with Richard for thirty seconds, or when Natalie openly disclosed that she had slept with Richard just a week ago. The thought of it makes me cringe, and I can feel Jared behind me, occasionally touching my arm to check if I'm okay. "Do you want to get out of here?" Jared whispers casually from behind me, his voice low enough that only I can hear. I nod in confirmation, grateful that he understands my discomfort. Just as I am about to rise from my seat, my eyes are drawn to the spinning bottle, and to my surprise, it stops, pointing directly at me. It's as if the bottle itself is telling me that there is no escape from this ga