Looey X Connie Novels & Stories

She then made an offhanded remark, “I do not care how he looks. Plus, my mother told me she liked him very much, and I have no qualms with her standards. When she spoke of him, her eyes were filled with affection. That is why I do not think Tyr Summers is a bad person. Besides, as I have said before, I, Connie Yorke, will always accomplish what I said I will. Just like Romeo’s love for Juliet and how he was willing to do anything for her.” This charming lady’s name was Connie Yorke. She was the girl mentioned by Heather Quelch to Tyr Summers. It was Heather’s good-for-nothing daughter with the Southriver king, Carson Yorke. Jay Blade shook his head. “Miss, that story was a tragedy.” “Shut up

The thought of Connie plotting against Lottie ignited a fury I hadn't known I was capable of. "But Astaroth wiped her memories of it so it seemed convincing," he continued. "Although the plan is still very much set in her mind, she will not remember meeting him." I tried to process this. Connie wants to be Luna, but she can't while Knox and Kane are still bonded to Lottie. She knows about their secret, about everything. So she plans to eliminate Lottie altogether, removing any competition. The realisation made my stomach churn. How could I have been so blind?

“I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him away from her.” “I think I have an idea,” Connie said with a devilish grin, leaning forward conspiratorially. Sky turned toward her. “What kind of idea?” Connie leaned close, whispering into her ear. What she said made Sky’s lips curl into a smile. “That’s a great idea. But are you sure it’ll work?” “I’m very sure,” Connie replied confidently. “A hundred percent. Just like last time.” “Alright. How do we start?” Sky said slowly, determination carving into her face.

I swear to god, that boy just doesn't give up. There was brand new news roaming around the cafeteria, and in about 3.26 minutes, everyone in the room knew. Connor freaking Owens got Melanie Perez to sleep with him. I hate to admit it, but the boy works fast. According to all the rumors, they just did it in the guy's locker room. Ellie turned to me, still chomping on a carrot stick. "Oh my god, Liz, we're next. I can't do it, I'm going to break, I'm too easy."

Oliver said. No one dared ask questions anymore, and instead, they took turns talking about funny events that had happened in the past. Connor had the most humorous stories, and among the others, he had numerous scars to bear witness to both his stubbornness and clumsiness. Lydia kept glancing up at Jayden, holding to her role of a 'loving wife,' and a few times, he met her eyes and smiled. He looked so beautiful when he smiled, and it made her heart pace in an unreasonable way.

he answered even though he was wondering who it was. "Just cry. I'm here,” that's all Oliver said and that was the signal for Lorelay to pour tears into her eyes again. Pour out the sadness he feels on someone he doesn't know. That day, the connection between the two tied that no matter where they go, no matter what they do, they can no longer be separated. And that's something that Lorelay is unaware of. She lives her life without knowing that there's someone, looking at her from afar, cheering her and loving her.

Eric and Oliver had followed Walker into the corridor as they were making their way to the cafeteria. “Do not call her names. I have warned everyone about fucking with her, and that includes you.” Connie smirked, “I don’t follow your rules, Walker. Did you happen to tell her who’s bed you came to the night she put Victor away?” Walker sighed. Roxie didn’t need to know he’d gone to Connie’s for a romp, but ended up leaving instead of being intimate. “You know the truth, Connie.” He smelled her—turning on his heels—he saw his little mouse looking at him with the deepest hue of amethyst eyes he’d ever seen. Her body was shaking and she wore a frown.

“These bitches are stuck up. Let’s go.” They walk off. One of the guys hesitates. He turns back, steps forward, and holds out his hand. “Connor.” Braylee smiles, taking it. “Braylee.” He winks. She bites her lower lip, just slightly before he walks away, Clover chuckles. “So… you giving Connor your number?” Braylee grins. “Yeah. I’ve seen him around. He's in two of my classes. We’ve flirted before.”

Connie yelled while pulling Emily's hair. "Ouch, please, Connie!" Emily cried out in pain. But Connie showed no mercy and didn’t let go of Emily's hair. Meanwhile, Jennie and Lucy watched from behind Connie, arms crossed over their chests. "Please let go of my hair, Connie!" Emily begged, whimpering in pain. "No! I won't let go until you promise to leave Luna Amber's house," Connie replied hopefully. "Okay, okay, I will leave that house," Emily said, feeling pressured.

“That’s just what mothers do.” They stared at Tyler and Reno as the two came toward them for a while before Leah whispered, “Are you on birth control?” “What?” Loraine sputtered in surprise. Leah shrugged. “Tyler is three and your husband is so…potent. He’s sex on legs.” She waved Loraine’s surprise away. “I may be happily married but that doesn’t mean I’m dead.” When Loraine had met this woman, she seemed conservative, even though she could talk a person’s ear off. Hearing her talk about Reno like that was beyond surprising, so surprising that Loraine forgot to correct her on their marriage status. “What…does that have to do with…”