Little Mix Album Glory Days Novels & Stories

Just when Pia Drew was about to listen seriously then she realized that Andrew was teasing her again and all of the things he had said in a serious tone were part of acting out. “Bummer” Pia Drew murmured. "You’ve got to wash the plates and hurry up or you'll miss your class today." Andrew put on a devilish smile that seemed to open and ruin Pia Drew’s day. -------------------- They were driving the freeway, calm and quiet through the foggy roads since it was still early. Andrew blasted the radio and Celine Dion came on. These three words, they could change our lives forever...and I promise you that we will always be together till the end of time...

“Why are you so stubborn? I won’t divorce you. You’re only thirty‑two. Don’t you care about yourself at all?” Her sudden change in attitude made me pause. I answered in a calm voice. “Why are you crying? You hated me so much that you should be happy when I die.” Jaime wiped her tears and spoke softly, almost as if she were coaxing a child. “You’re still young, so you can still be treated. Come back with me. I thought about everything these past few days. The past grudges weren’t ours to handle. I was stubborn. I was wrong. Let’s focus on getting you better and pretend the past is the past, okay?”

While Mom was still being questioned, the investigation report on Daniel was placed before her. His real name was Brian Meyer. The so-called hospital mix-up had been an elaborate scam from the very beginning. He had never been a Sullivan by blood. He was just a street punk who'd grown up in the slums, consumed by jealousy over everything I had. A year earlier, he'd accidentally become bound to a "plunder system" that allowed him to steal my destiny. The system had orchestrated everything to force me back to my original world. A chill ran through me. "Why would you go this far?" I demanded.

He reached back in and brought out a box which he opened for me to see the largest, juiciest, most decadent chocolate-covered strawberries a girl could imagine. Thinking back on that day, it really ought to have been the best day ever. But there were so many more days to come—word of advice: never sell yourself short on your best day ever. Keep looking for that next best day and living for the future rather than reliving the past as your only good day. I still had a wedding to plan for and a whole life with this adorable, loving, romantic man.

I explained, "Ah... it's for a school event by our club." The girls ease up and waves goodbye at me. As soon as Kristina walks out her room, I gave her a special mix of candies. She shouts out of excitement, "Woah! Are these the latest candies from AK Co.?" "Yep, it's my special mix with you in mind." She looks confused so I continued, "Ah right. I didn't tell you about it before because it's kind of akward but...we uh our family... own AK Co. It actually stands for Ashley and Kevin."

I say when we’re outside. I finally get to making meal prep on Sunday with Katy Perry blast from my old jukebox. Music went well with chores, and it had a way of keeping you motivated. After Roar comes on I switch to Billie Eilish and then Sia. Marcus had said he enjoyed electronic music, I looked up a few popular songs in the genre and tried it out. I tried two more from a different artist, and had to scratch my head, “How does someone work with this?” It was… different. By afternoon, I sat on my couch, a reality show playing on low volume, and dialed my mom. We chat on Sundays when she’s having a good day. Today is a good day.

(Alexander's Pov) ​“What? What do you mean by what you are saying? You are telling me we lost Grey House—the firm that flew all the way from South Africa to have a meeting with us—and nobody told me? Do you know how much our partnership was supposed to yield? Do you know how much we've lost!” I was screaming. I knew Mac could hear me from his security post. I could tell the contact was shaken by my yelling. Today I wasn't in the right mood; today was the 5th of July, three years ago Judy left me at the altar without any explanation, no trace of her since then—she just vanished.

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But one car caught my attention—the thumping bass of its music stood out amidst the chaos. I glanced over, curiosity getting the better of me. Inside the car, a young guy sat lost in thought, oblivious to the commotion around him. His eyes stared blankly ahead, a mixture of sadness and longing etched on his face. The music, a soulful melody, seemed to match his mood. I recognized the song—Taylor's haunting voice echoed through the night air. For a slight moment, our eyes met, and I felt a jolt of connection. I don't think he noticed me, but his gaze was piercing, his eyes a deep shade of brown that seemed to hold a world of emotions.

No More Sad Songs - Little Mix 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 I panicked immediately, when I heard Gerald's scream. I pushed David, but he held my body. I'm finished. My tears fell, saw the glint of anger and disappointment on Gerald's face. "Gerald ..." I cried, shaking my head.