Knd Number 1 Novels & Stories

I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts. Football playing god? Did I seriously just think that? Guilty. So, so guilty. She shakes her head. "Of course not. Roan King has a major following here at Barnett. Whoever created the sight allows people to track and post Roan King sightings and gossip. So, if you ever want to know what he's up to, just check out the website. I always look to see where he is throughout the night so maybe I can run into him." Umm… right.

He shook his head, "go ahead, pack, we'll go to a clothing store first." "Okay." Nikki, you are nine hundred thousand steps closer to being a millionaire. I did a mental victory dance and stood to my feet to do as he had said.

truly it's night already but I don't want to leave his company, he needs me as much as I need him. "You will soon be going, so can I have your number this time" If I give him my original number, he will find out about me being Rose, so I gave him my second number that is not registered in W******p. "I will call you bunny" he said and I nodded. He paid for our food and I made him promise to let me handle the next bills. "Good night bunny" he said as I am about to board the bus, it's already late so only few tricycle are around.

"...can't face this on my own. You have to be here!" Kane. Kiera knew she was talking to him. Who else would it be? Simone only had him. She didn't talk to anyone else. Kiera once opened her phone and discovered that she only had three numbers registered; hers, Kane's, and the house number. It was odd and Kiera felt sorry for her. But then she realized that she was the same. Her phone was full of numbers but nobody ever called her. Apart from Jared (at the time), her boss, and Kane, nobody ever called her.

The oversized black top hung loosely over my matching black leggings. Right across my chest, the bold white number 10 stood out. My heart did a sudden, stupid little flutter as I realised this was Keane’s hockey number. Hopefully, people don't think I am his girlfriend or something. I shook my head, taming a stray strand of hair. Plenty of student fans would be wearing the team colors tonight, so it shouldn’t be an issue. I hope. As I reached up to gather my hair, my phone buzzed on my bed. I hurried over and slid the screen open before the second ring finished. “Hey…”