Mista Without His Hat Novels & Stories

But at least, Asher was still by her side. Mia turns her eyes to the silhouettes of the two men, she waves her hand slightly and smiles Currently, she is still quite sad because she has to be away from her family for such a long time. But perhaps, she is also less lonely now. Malcolm Hiddleston is better than the rumors she had ever heard. Malcolm hands Mia a sedge hat, instructing: “When it's sunny, put it on. Soon they'll roll out carpets and set up umbrellas for you."

He had the audacity to comment on my outfit. "Shut up." I said, he gasped and held his heart sarcastically. "My name is Miles, I'm a ninja." He said, bowing at me. He was wearing a black outfit with a short cap behind him which was also black, he had a mask on his face that covered the whole face, except the eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry." He said, his voice sounded muffled against the mask, he pulled down the mask showing a handsome face as well.

"Oh dear, don't look at me like that, my face is indeed handsome because I am your future soul mate." Haziya woke up, quickly looked down and turned around when she realized the unknown man was only wearing a sleeveless t-shirt. "Sorry, I thought Miska," said Haziya, still not daring to look at the man, wanting to get out, but what can I do, it feels like stiff legs can't be moved. "Eid is over, why are you apologizing," replied the man on the bed with a chuckle. "Miska, where are you?" he asked staring at the wall plastered with Mickey mouse wallpaper. Haziya wanted to make sure Miska's whereabouts would not happen again like before. It felt like he had entered the room.

Theo kept his expression neutral as he drove. He casually said, "A few days back, one of my friends told me that women enjoy these childish items, so I bought one. That way, people would know I'm taken no matter where I go. Does that ease your mind a little?" I felt my eyes twitch. The words "Exclusive Seat for My Wife" pained me. However, I did not tear it out. Instead, I merely forced a smile as I said, "I like it!" "That's great!" Theo was happy to hear my answer. He then changed the topic and said, "By the way, I want to discuss something with you."

I get on my hands and knees, my hair dripping, and stand, spitting the mud out of my mouth onto the ground beside me. The hat is still floating in the puddle like we haven’t even been there. Langston must have spotted it too because he swoops down to get it, and he crams it onto his head. Water drips down his cheeks and over his ears. I can’t help but laugh. There’s nothing else we can do in this situation. “Why’d you put your hat on?” “I figured I’m already covered in mud. What’s it matter now? I might as well enjoy my favorite hat.”

“Don't you worry about that.” I threw a hand over my lips, gasping in surprise, “How could I forget?!” Mia raised a brow at my theatrics, “What is it again.” “I overheard Hattie’s conversation with Mason.” I lowered my voice and my gaze shifted between the two of them, “Trouble in paradise.” “It's about damn time!” Mia pumped her fists in the air, “Let's see how she feels when he shows her his true colours.” “I really don't care about that anymore.” I muttered, “From what I overheard, he's been ignoring her and refusing to help her in the court battle.”

"Hey, don't be sad," "I'm sure you'll find someone who truly deserves you, someone who will love you with every fiber of their being." Amidst the vibrant hues of the flower bed, Hazel found solace in the light-hearted conversation with Misty. It was a much-needed respite from the stress weighing heavily on her mind, allowing her to momentarily escape into a semblance of normalcy. As they strolled, Hazel couldn't shake off the thoughts of what Zain had disclosed about himself. Curiosity compelled her to inquire, "And your brother... did he ever find his mate?" Misty cast a furtive glance around, ensuring their conversation remained private. "Yes, he did," she began, "But she disappeared the s

When I pull down a backstreet, an engine revs loudly near my tail light. A motorcycle pulls beside me, the helmet a mix of white and blue. It matches the moto jacket zipped to their chin. The rider turns to me and signals me to roll my window down. When I do, she yanks the helmet off, and shakes out her hair. It’s Mila. "When did you get the new gear?" I ask her. "How I spend my money is none of your business. I'm going to go ahead, scope the situation out." "Be careful," I warn her. “Eto moi prikaz.”

What kind of boyfriend would go to the bar and offer a drink to a beautiful woman like me? "Staring is rude and." He suddenly said, reason for me to look away from him. "You looked miserable." I looked at him because of what he said and suddenly laughed, me !? Miserable !? Gosh did he freaking look in the mirror before coming here and said that thing to me? He looks more miserable than me, with the simplicity of his clothes, it seems like he came here all of a sudden and he really didn't prepare because of his messy hair. But that's made him looked hotter. He looks so hot, I think I'm sweating.

He had a long standing vendetta with these destructive little bitches, so he was determined to kill them all. Pearl was so upset that all she could do was sit down and cry, while Mister fought his way back to his feet. Once he was back on his feet and he had had enough, he roared a long, loud and very dominant roar, causing most of the sprites to stop in their tracks and take notice. Justin quickly caught on and he and Mister both reared back and let their big roars belt out a few more good times.