Novel & Cerita Love Is Poison Hoodie

Days later, the thug said I paid him to kill Jessy, said I was so jealous of how close she and Wayne were, I had lost my mind. Jessy cried and begged Wayne to forgive me and the thug. She made herself look noble, forgiving, merciful. After that, the Hilton family hated me. I never did any of that, truly. I had begged Wayne to investigate Jessy's finances. I needed to prove I had nothing to do with that man. They found nothing in her accounts. However, they did find a one million dollar wire transfer from my account that went straight to the thug. Wayne locked me in the basement that night and told me to think it over. He said if I had any shame left, I would kneel and apologize to Jessy.

The pink hoodie looked quite good on her, and it helps covers her ample giant breast which only being covered by her tight sports top. “Oppa~..I’m in the rush you know..it’s all because of you too Oppa…not like I want to show them…Oppa~..wear this Hoodie…it’s a couple hoodie…please~…”. (Hwa Young) Embarrassed, Hwa Young whispered her reply to me, I supposed only now that she has finally calms down, she finally realized what she was wearing that is why she decided to slip on this hoodie. She then handed me the same pink and the same design hoodie to me and pleading cutely for me to wear it. Which I did, I never though that I would be wearing a pink colour clothes, I supposed there’s a first t

They all laughed and continued to dance to the rhythm of the music. Bria brought them some drinks and snacks while the three were seated on the couch swaying their body as the music continued. “Bria, I want to give you this. I hope you like it.” Jane handed over a small box to Bria. “Oh my Gosh! You don’t have to, Jane. But thank you, you’re so sweet Bestie.” She hugged Jane and after that, she opened the box. She gasped when she saw what’s inside. It was the same crop top hoodie that Jane was wearing. It was color pink with an infinite sign at the middle. “Woah! This is so beautiful, Jane. Thank you so much. I really love it.” She giggled and excitedly wears it. “What the… Holy cow, Jane! T

he said, his eyes fixed on the logo. My heart suddenly began jumping in my chest. I stepped back, my hand flying to the hem of the garment. “What? No!” I needed this hoodie. It would help me through my heat. I didn't even have an Alpha—not even a cruel one like Raymond—to blunt the edge of the pain this time. “What? Do you plan on touching yourself while wearing that felon’s hoodie?” He sneered, stepping forward into the hallway, encroaching on my space. My heart dropped.

Her voice on that last word carried something raw, primal—less confession, more inevitability. He gave her an old hoodie. Faded black. Loose enough to slip on and off before the shift took her bones. The sleeves swallowed her wrists; the scent of him lingered faintly in the cotton. It fell low on her thighs, brushing the tops like a secret only the moon could see. For a heartbeat, he almost forgot she would shed it in minutes. The sight of her in something of his stirred something unspoken, dangerous, and harder to suppress than the cartel itself.

"Get up! You're my army physician. You don't kneel to anyone else!" She had been hit with a love hex. With a pull and stumble, she fell straight into Clay's arms. "General Johnson!" he cried out, tightening his hold on her. She clutched his arm. "Help me into the inner room so we can purge the hex." With that, the two of them started toward the inner chamber. "Darling!" I called out to her. She turned to look at me, still leaning against Clay's chest. The lump in my throat grew larger. "You and I are the ones who are husband and wife. It… It's not appropriate for him to cure you."

"You know you can talk to me." "I'm in love with someone else." "Oh." Right into the dirt, she thought. "But you still love Lola," she asked. "Not really." "So what's going to happen now?" "I don't know," he said, putting his hand in his hoodie. A hoodie. A hoodie! But it was yellow and not black, like her shadow man's. "Why are you wearing a hoodie when you're sweating." "I'm cold. I don't know why it looks like I'm sweating." He looked back up at her. "How have you been?"

said Tyler, still holding her up in the air. Autumn rolled her eyes. "Fine. I love you. Happy?" He put her down and chuckled. "Of course." Autumn rolled her eyes. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. "What on earth are you wearing?" He flinched and looked at me nervously. "Do you like it?"

" Hyun taunted Love who embarrassingly laughed. Why he had to bring this topic now? Why he has to make them feel about your single life? They were jealous of Hyun who got his bride first among them. Now that she was gone, they all were in the same boat enjoying their gloomy single and colourless life. "But you can't die. How are we going to live without you." Vikas argued back. "T h e n... l e t' s... d o... i t .. t o g e t h e r." Hyun invited both of them who laughed nervously. "No, you go ahead. I will take care of the things." Love shook his head. The poison was not strong enough to kill a god but still it can make a god feel what hell is like. It make a god extremely ill and they had t

” Lois asked. “I think I do.” “Who is it?” Lois asked eagerly. “Rayna.” “Your ex? Are you sure?” “I am very certain. It is definitely Rayna. The hoodie belonged to me. I know because my name was embroidered on it. Dad had given it to me as a birthday gift after learning the art of embroidery just so he could sew my name in. When Rayna saw it she insisted on taking it. I told her I couldn’t give it away because of how dear it was to me. Offered to get her something close to it. I thought we were clear already. Only to find my hoodie missing. I have been crazily searching for it. Now I know how it went missing.”