Me Talk Pretty One Day Kindle Novels & Stories

how was your day beautiful? The way Kathy and her brother are was a bit funny sometimes. You'd swear there's no one or two year difference between them... but I hated how he got to her sometimes.. I decided to be honest about my day... ME: I had an okay day and a pretty interesting one.. So someone kissed me today... a girl. Then I waited anxiously... she started recording and my heart dropped. What was she going to say? Was she mad or what? Did she hate me now?

Pretty told me "RULE TWO:you wouldn't disrespect a clients as they'll all seems so important to us all, because that's how we get our money " RULE THREE: You wouldn't just miss your shift without telling it to Madame" Pretty told me I listen carefully at with she did say to me, perhaps I wouldn't mind sharing half the bounty to Joanna, besides she owe this place as she keeps it running with the money she did make from it, she buys clothes and makeup from it and also do lot of stuff with it, at least I shouldn't be ungrateful

“Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!” “Oh my God, can you sign my Kindle?” another voice piped in. The pink haired girl who had been trying to maintain composure, gave up entirely. “Can I just say…your last book? Masterpiece. My boyfriend dumped me the same week I read it, and I just cried and ate ice cream for three days, and it felt like you were writing about me.” “That’s… wonderful?” I squeaked. Wonderful. Really, India? That’s the word you came up with?

Micaiah's car was gone again. I made myself dinner, ate it alone at the kitchen island, then went upstairs to my room. My phone had two texts. Stephanie: How was your first day?? Me: Good. Really good actually. Stephanie: Yay!! Told you it would be perfect for you. The other text was from Daemon. Daemon: Two more days until coffee. I'm counting down. I smiled at the screen and typed back: Same.

"Fine I will try but at my own convenience. What's the name of the book and where do I read it?" "Shattered Hearts by Micaela Alvarado. It's on A****n, it's the #1 best selling book so far" he answered. "This book better meets my expectations" I said tapping my fingers on the table. "Trust me it will" he replied smiling and then he checked his wristwatch, "I think is time for me to leave. We'll get in touch when I arrive there". "Alright, safe trip. Greetings to my goddaughter and godson and then to their beautiful mom who got married to an ugly jerk like you" I teased and his nostrils flares up.

Hey guys! Sorry for the late update. I got sick and shit 😂 Thanks for the reads, votes, comments and encouragements. As for now, my other book, The Bad Boy Inside The Chicken Suit is #48 in humor peeps! LIKE YAY! THANK YOU! Anyways, enjoy chapter 7 ! ----------------------- Adam glared at my way, slamming his phone shut. "You should've shut your yaps." Shut your yaps? Hello? Granny, is that you?

I swiped it on and put it on speaker since I was finishing some dishes. “Hello, this is Rae.” “Rae, this is Tyler Perry,” a voice said. “Ha-ha-ha, that’s funny, did Cynthia put you up to this? She’s quite the jokester,” I said ready to hang up. “No, it really is Tyler, I can put you on video chat if you don’t believe me. Look Cynthia gave me a copy of your book, and I have to tell you, I’m obsessed. I couldn’t put it down and I think your story is incredible.

I missed him. LonelyGirl: missing you. long day. how about you? LimberJack: my day was like that movie Ground Hog's Day where Bill Murrey lives the same day over and over again. LonelyGirl: So torture? LimberJack: Basically. And I need to right a few wrongs just like he did. Just not my best day, but better now that I'm talking to you, sweetheart. Right some wrongs? Sweetheart? The bells were going off in my head that this was Adam, but I needed to confirm it, just like I did with Noah. Although I can't do the exact same thing because that would be too obvious.

****** Here is the chapter of the day my lovelies, I was trying to write the next, for this delay, but I am literally asleep so you will have it tomorrow. Let me know what you think!

“I’m sure you won’t have that.” “If marks that can’t be removed and bad smells can be considered an omen, then it’s already started,” I said bluntly. “But go on, I won’t interrupt, and I promise not to push.” She looked nervous, and I knew I had come across as bolshy already. “I mean, the library might have that book you mentioned. I just wanted to hear it from someone who lived here.”