Little Wife Novels & Stories

she said pouting. "Hahaha! Of course, no!" This is really what Clyde is saying to his cousin. I’m happy with the fact that if Alexandria speaks, she's seem a teenager. She's only 6 years old yet her way of speaking doesn't fit her age. Twaine's Point of View :

Her little legs kick back and forth as she waits for me to say something. "Hi," I say, not knowing how to fill the silence between myself and this small child. "I am Willow." The little girl refuses to meet my gaze. She fiddles with the skirt of her light blue dress. "Hi," she mumbles. "I am Elizabeth, but everyone calls me Liz." "That's a pretty name," I say cheerfully. "Are you enjoying the party?" Liz wrinkles her nose in disgust. "I would be if my mother didn't make me wear a stupid dress."

Chris pursed his lips, throwing a resentful glare at Darcy who burst out laughing before trying to divert little baby’s attention by feigned sorrow “Sniff….snifff…. little baby doesn’t like little uncle anymore… he is doubting little uncle…sniff…sniff… how sad… sniff... sniff” Little baby whose eyes were still sparkling with tears, raised his head, an adorable pout curling his lips, to look at Chris in confusion “Little baby likes little uncle the most.” He crawled over to Chris’s place, naively thinking that he had made his little uncle sad. He threw himself into Chris’s embrace as he gently wiped his face, in a attempt to wipe away the grievance “Little uncle, don’t be sad… little baby did

And in it, clearly visible, as if it were waiting for them: A little girl. About four years old. She wore Mara's old night shirt. She looked up to her. And said: “You left me back then. Come get me."

He looked like the epitome of grace and nobility. As a result, all of the rich young ladies, whether younger or older, all behaved themselves impeccably, as if worried that they would not be chosen. But, there was an exception. At the banquet, there was a five or six-year-old little girl, wearing a dress fit for an ancient princess. The little girl was cute and beautiful, her voice sweet and slightly whiny. Her laughter rang out across the banquet hall, incredibly pleasing to the ears. The little girl would ask from time to time. “Aunt, Uncle, today’s banquet is so grand, even grander than every single one of my birthday parties.”

He always shows them pictures of her so they won't forget her because there are kids and their memories are weak. The twins are already a year and some months old, almost clocking their second year. Their sharp voice and laughter keep the once silent mansion into a giggle arena especially having a little daughter who is so sharp, intelligent, and troublesome. Alexandra Willington shares some qualities with his sister, sharpness, and intelligence but not the trouble part because he's very calm and quiet, always playing puzzles at his little age. But Alexia is a Barbie princess who always wants to be a Barbie to the extent her father decorates her room with pink and Barbie accessories making t

The little girl looked at Lucas' back figure, stunned. If it was not for Lucas, for sure she would be beaten up pretty bad. "Big bro." The little girl quickly ran to the front of Lucas and looked at the latter gratefully. "Thank you, big bro." Lucas' footsteps came to a halt and glanced at the girl from head to toe. The little girl was around 11 to 12-years-old and looked malnourished. Her face looked dirty, and her clothes were torn apart as well.

Little by Little a small boy came out from his hide out ,I went down on my knees and picked him up . " So tell me what where you doing following me " " Uncle I couldn't sleep " " So you had to follow your uncle ,you shouldn't do that you know ,they are so many danger moving around the castle by this time of the night " " You mean dangerous things " " Yes and trust me you don't want to get hurt child ". " You mean something dangerous like you , Well if it's not as dangerous as you are then I don't think I have to be scared because I already seem enough .

Cecelia was afraid that she didn't get hurt easily. Seeing this, the old lady smiled and said, "It's okay, Cecelia, I'm not as delicate as you think. Little bean, hug me." Little bean was the nickname the old lady gave to the little girl. Every time the old lady called the little girl Little bean, the love in her eyes was almost overflowing. However, the little girl shook her head and said, "Grandaunt, I'm already four years old. I'm already a big kid. It's my turn to carry Grandaunt."

Then the queen slowly stood up and looked at us. "Thank you," She said and even if I feel a little bit dizzy. I smile, "Are you ok?" The little girl said, and I nod. "So before we go, I would like to introduce myself because I think I skipped that part. My name is Lollie, I'm a witch a twenty years old" My eyes wide open while shouted "what!" Lollie smiles sweetly, "yes I am, so queen? If you're ok now can we start our journey now? Cause I'm so very excited now!"