Mere Charagar Novels & Stories

And now, as I looked around, while checking that everything was okay, I tried to relax and forget about Mark for at least a few minutes. Today was the launch of Matt's wines and only the cream of the state had been invited to the vineyard. Singers, actors, entrepreneurs and even politicians were scattered beneath the many tents that had been put through the freezing rain of November. People were dancing and talking animatedly after the early dinner had taken place. Quite a success by the way or so the tasters let us know, who, according to Matt, were the best. According to the itinerary, in one hour there would be a firework show commemorating thanksgiving.

Based on this metric, Cher had to be the superior one of the two, right? In contrast, Megara’s mind was laser-focused on one goal and one goal only: She just wanted Javier to release Cher already. “You are mine, Xavier. You can see her, and I will f*ck you even if I have to share you, but you can’t show favoritism!” She urged him under her breath. Megara’s voice was soft, but it was loud enough for Cher to hear. Just like that, Cher’s mood took a sharp turn from smug glee to utter disbelief. “No, wait! Since when is there such an arrangement?! Why are we shar—”

Evera and Jareth assured them. "And whatever you do, don't go too far away from here, or they'll stop chasing you and come back here," Teresa warned. Jareth and Evera nodded and fussed together, transforming into a massive Werewolf capable of standing on its own two feet. "That's a megaWerewolf of A class," Elex exclaimed. The megaWerewolf growled, drawing all the chimeras' attention. They all dashed towards the massive werewolf. It bolted from the cave, the chimeras chasing after it.

she said again with full pride and confidence as she lead them further, until they finally stopped in front of a tarp, one could have easily guessed had been thrown over a car, but they realized it wasn't just any normal car, as she pulled off the tarp, the death dark spray of the mercedes made a mockery of any other car that Reuben had seen in his life, as he stared jaw dropped at what most refer to as the black beast. The sight of the car obviously pleased him as a smile cut across his face, " that's my dream car " he said, as he adored the elegant perfection that was parked before him. " Courtesy of Thomas " she responded as she pulled the rest of the tarp off the Mercedes for a full view

She yelled at him. Xavier lost words because of what she said. It's not that he is afraid of her but he finds it amusing. Every woman he encountered he never sees such natural, innocent, and pure as this girl in front of him. They spent 30 minutes on the road before they reach the most luxurious place in the heart of Mover City in Country Z. Raina, can't help but admire this Medieval-themed Mansion. Who would have thought that a commoner people like her will one day step into their doors? Everyone's dream, right? Trees and lights along the way are the most catching things in this place. Plants that at first sight cost a fortune. When we reach the guard house the gate automatically opened for

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

she stuttered. [Calm down, Mara. It's okay. You don't have to be scared, I'm here. I'll protect you. I will never let him hurt you, not even the tiniest strand of your hair. You've done great. Now, wait for us there. We're on our way. Did he already leave?]

Vera looked at Charlie and said with a smile, “Whether Master Marcius Stark is alive or not, with his cultivation from over three hundred years ago, he should be the strongest among all the cultivators you know, right?” Charlie nodded and said, “As far as I know, Marcius is first, and Fleur is second.” Vera held onto Charlie's arm and playfully pulled it down, smiling shyly as she said, “That’s right. Young Master, you should see them as Mount Everest and K2. Today, Quiant Monastery is the end point of our first summit. Next time, we'll treat this place as the base camp for our summit and gradually push forward until we eventually succeed.”

she mumbled looking at the door where Maa was already standing with amusement in her eyes. "My regards to her. Kiss her cheek, forehead, nose and everywhere for me on my behalf," he yelled before Mehr pressed the red button. "Where are you going to, young lady?" Maa raised her eyebrows because she can't raise one at a time which makes her to be so jealous of Mehr who can do it expertly. "Hajiyan Allah, I was just about to ask you if I can..." she trailed off not knowing how to put it even though it's not the first time she asked.