Made With Love The Cottony One Mga Nobela at Kwento

With all my love, O.J❤️❤️💡

The look on his face has me melting "I love you too, Ber. Goodnight" A/N: Let's play a small game. Who would you kiss, hug, slap, kill or marry among Strawberry, Chocolate, Cream, Caramel, Vanilla and Doctor Sweet?

Amielle said it with sparkles in her eyes. "It still depends on the person using Mielly," I said in opposition. She then explained to me everything she knew about the brand and their perfumes. I can see she really loves it. She even let me smell one of their perfumes. She said she got her small bottle of Antoine Laurent perfume during a branch launch. She even confessed that she begged her friend, who was one of the organizers, to give her an invitation. She's really obsessed with it.

Beck’s point of view J and his team were miracle workers, in the few hours they had I was pampered with a deep conditioning of my naturally curly hair, mani/pedi, a facial, and J with those magic hands of there’s cut my hair to encourage my natural curl pattern. They showed me how to style my hair like I had always dreamed. And taught me how to apply a whole new makeup routine to accentuate the features I loved most about my face, my eyes. I hugged them all and stopped J, I hugged them tight and with so much gratitude in my voice…

Instead I scrub myself clean trying to remove the memory of my time with Damian, to wash it away like it never happened and once I feel clean I let the water drain away. Finding a huge fluffy towel I thoroughly dry myself and chuckle as I open out the garment left for me. It’s a white cotton night dress from a time gone by but with the heat and the softness of the material and my ever growing belly it is probably the most comfortable thing she could have brought me. I slip it over my head and find a brush to run through my hair and soft slippers that were with the folded gown. Looking at myself in the mirror it would be easy to think the last few weeks never happened. My eyes shine bright, m

Harper and I had swiftly formed a strong bond during her time in Grizlo, bringing us closer together as friends. We entered my room, where we found Elaine already present, holding a few hangers in her hand. She had brought a selection of clothes for me to help choose from. After some deliberation, I decided on a short, form-fitting peach dress that emphasised my curves. I adorned it with a pearl necklace and matching earrings while Harper expertly styled my hair and applied makeup.

Megan gushed when she saw my gift, making Cam and Bianca snort in unison. “Oh my, god! Where did you get those? Can I order online?” asked Kiara, the redhead gorgeous woman with Fourth on her lap. “Well, you can, but I attached the letters and patches by myself.” It was a simple three pieces onesie—pink for the baby, red for Bianca, and blue for Kyland. “I watched videos for four hours on YouTube, so I need a credit for that.” I laughed. “And then, ta-da!” I proudly showed them the finished products. The baby onesie had a small pink elephant with ‘I’m pretty in pink’. For her was ‘Hot Mommy’ and for Kyland was ‘If looks could Kill’.

Chapter 1 The year is 20XX. Inside a room unit in the city's heart, the clothes scattered all over the floor. A tall, slender woman like a model. she has a lovely face with large black eyes. Full lips match the shape of the face. Humming happily as she picked up her clothes in front of the mirror. A sweet smile appeared as she thought of her boyfriend’s words three days ago that resonated in her head. ‘Honey... Merry Me’

Kandy asked "I'm good,I already had enough to drink. I can't be too buzzed because I gotta drive home" Malik replied "Just one more drink?" Kandy asked "I really can't,Kandy" replied "You're a fighter,aren't you?" Kandy asked as Malik chuckled "Nah,I just really can't" Malik replied "What about just one little sip?" Kandy asked "Woman,I got a girlfriend to go home to" Malik replied getting annoyed "You don't wanna bring a drink home to your girlfriend?" Kandy asked as Malik sighed