Lov The Cronch Novels & Stories

Everywhere was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses. The celebration was meant to bring everyone together, but Katie felt like an outsider once again. As she sat at a corner table, lost in thought, Rihanna approached with a tall man by her side. “Katie,” Rihanna said with a bright smile. “I’d like you to meet my brother, Rohan.” Katie looked up, forcing a polite smile. “Nice to meet you.” Rohan extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, too. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Eric didn't know that Tessera Stone was the original owner of the story, that she told it exactly how it was. That Jessica stole the pendant Before he could say anything, Tessy’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Jessica If you say the design is yours, then prove it,” she said, looking straight at Jessica. Jessica smiled immediately, as if she had been waiting for that moment. “Of course,” she said confidently. “I will prove it.” Jessica had always been smart; she had seen the name Tessy gave the design—Hopeful Love.

KIRA'S POV Just like my prince charming had instructed, I started working at Elvis Hotel and Resorts. I must confess that the job demanded a lot from me. My time and energy was not mine any more. I spent most of my time at work. And for my boss, we soon became a bit closer than usual. Everyone wondered how I did it. Some suspected I used voodoo on the boss, but I couldn't care less. Other female coworkers envied me and I felt so proud about it.

Loudor. "Impossible, Mommy... Maybe there are some who haven't been killed by daddy and his team before." Miss Divine came and sat on the couch too, "I haven't been able to follow the scent anymore. It's like it was deliberately left in the middle of the river. It just disappeared. I nearly lost my way," she is still panting and catching up her breath. "The rogues we caught earlier in Pazville have spider tattoos on their right necks..." Cornell declared.

It formed a straight line on the left side of his stomach but thankfully none of his organs were affected. "Do you have any allergies?" I asked him but he shook his head in response. I rummaged through my bag yet again and took out a tablet of morphine. "I am going to suture your wound but this would make you feel less pain. It's morphine!" I announced it to him. The mg for the morphine was 10mg and so I gave him two pills. " Open your mouth," I told him and when his mouth was wide open, I placed the morphine in his tongue. "please swallow," I begged him. "I'll look around for water later," I said to him. When I saw him gulp Down the pills, I went back to my bag searching for the suturing eq

She is always so sweet with me and took my order. I ordered the same. My favorite lemon ice tea with mixed sauce pasta and two slices of onion pizza. She went away with my order. I was staring out of my window when someone came and stood in front of me. I looked up and freaked out it was the worst person I have met in my entire life, my *EX* Tom. I felt disgusting in his presence. But I managed not to show it on my face. He smiled still like PSYCOPATH. How could someone's smile make you throw up in their face? I thought while looking at him.

Not like I care about if he dies in the process. Oh, Alice sighed. She's been forever in love with Adrienne but unfortunately he never b**e an eye on her and was forced to serve lucifer in order to marry Adrienne.

I didn’t even blink, suddenly a large thump was heard at the right side of the princess which she manageably blocked with her arms. Wren slid through the bloody looking sandy ground with her buried two feet, she rolled her eyes to her smoky arms, it slightly stung, then moved her face searching for Luna then another kick to the Princess’s other side, Wren strained grunted as she was swept away by the kick, she then manageably held her ground. The spectators finally gained back their joyful roars as they chanted. ‘The Orphaned Berserker! The Orphaned Berserker! The Orphaned Berserker!’

He smiled, dropping my hands. " I'll leave you alone now." He said and turned around, his attention back to the television. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and focused on my laptop, researching on young boys that were missing between the ages of seven to ten about the tears ago, with heterochromia. Hours passed by and nothing.… I couldn't find a single thing. Of all the ones I saw, no one looked like Jonas. I slammed my laptop shut, running my hands through my hair in an attempt to soothe the headache. This might be a lot harder than I imagined.

The boxes of pizza and beer on the grass in front of the house he is currently standing at proves he guessed his victim's taste right. The place looks like a pigsty with flies all over the unfinished food inside these boxes. Nico is not surprised, it is a lot better than some places in this part of town. The door opens and the first thing Nico sees is the crutches and the bandages covering the gunshot wound. "I know you, you are Beth's Brother." He looks at Nico in annoyance. "Sparks, may I come in?" Nico asks looking into the house even though most of it is covered by the muscular man. "I brought pizza" He shakes the box in his hand.