Moxxie X Chaz Mga Nobela at Kwento

What the fuck is she doing with another prick? Zain quickly dashed through the door, sending a dangerous glare at the two students he found, clinging onto one another like romantic lovebirds. He wanted to smack Moses right now, but the image of how Sasha pathetically cried and covered her tits earlier flashed into his memory, and his anger wavered a little. He didn't want to add up to the list of her problems after learning that she doesn't even have a Dad. Sasha was leaning on Moses' shoulder, but she didn't even bother to raise her head after Zain has abruptly entered.

When I stepped into the living room, I found Tessa curled up on one end of the couch while Matt occupied the other, his injured leg stretched carefully across a cushion they were completely absorbed in the movie playing on the television. The moment Tessa spotted me, she paused the movie. "You're back." I walked past them without answering, dropped myself into the armchair opposite the couch, and folded my arms. "I don't think Damien is okay in the head." "What?" The two exchanged looks. "I said," I repeated, rubbing my forehead, "I genuinely don't think that man is mentally okay." "Should I be worried?" Tessa asked. "Yes." "About you or about him?" "Both." Tessa burst into laughter.

"She’s sensitive right now. Don't let her see you this angry." Zeke’s expression softened for a split second as he thought of Xielle upstairs eating her ice cream. "I won't, Ma. To the world, I’m the villain they created. But to her? I’m just the guy getting her the grapes she wanted." He left the building, his mind already shifting to the lobby of Z Luxury. The press was waiting for a homewrecker, but they were about to find out that the only thing being wrecked was the Chua family’s reputation.

I asked in total surprise “Yep, Zach has been seeing a woman lately and its clear to us that he loves her and she is a doctor” he replied.

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

He loves Sumire dearly and he knows he will never hurt her. "Then I have to go." Chaise stood up and Maddox was about to get up to escort him when he spoke again. "Don't bother. Just focus on whatever you're doing." Chaise added with a smile and then went out. Maddox punches the air and wanted to scream with happiness but as the President/CEO of the company, it didn't seem like it was his thing. He took out his phone and just called his closest friends to share the good news with them. They will surely be happy.

“I can’t have mistaken you for someone else. You are Little Miss B! Little Miss B, I’m Zachary Xavier, do you still remember me? I even held you when you were a child…” Alex didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He looked over at Brittany Rockefeller. Standing nearby, Cheryl Coney and Sky Melvis were also stunned by what they were witnessing. Both had odd expressions on their faces. Right then, the head of Michigan’s Stoermer family, Zayn Stoermer, Kazim Stoermer, and Xyla Stoermer, had also arrived. Zayn and Zachary knew each other from before. Back when Alex fought against two Grandmasters in Michigan’s Stoermer family, Zachary even planned to rush over to save him.

“Later. Without her there. Because whatever the fuck is going on with you ends today.” “There’s nothing going on,” Maddox replied, but there was no conviction in it. He looked… tired. Defeated in a way that made my chest ache. “I’m just dealing with my shit. Leave it be.” “Can’t do that,” Jaxon said. “Not when your shit is affecting everyone else.” Before Maddox could respond, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out with my good hand, expecting it to be nothing important. Maybe Chloe texting about grabbing coffee sometime, or—

“Beaver Moon doesn’t have any of us. If this is about Snow Moon, they will get hit. If it’s about the Wulvers, they will be safe.” She hummed, and I heard the flipping of more papers. “What about Chandler? This file says he’s in the rogue community by Cold Moon.” I racked my brain, trying to remember him. To my knowledge, he was not one I had come in contact with before, but could be a good source of information. When he wasn’t off the radar, at least. “Gregory will deal with him,” I finally concluded. Gregory was the only one Chandler reliably spoke with, anyway. “I’ll call Strawberry Moon and Gregory can handle Chandler; you work on reaching out to Buck Moon and organizing things to head d

They marinated the chicken again with some poison and even the water system would poison so that whenever I want to have them drunk they will surely give up the ghost. "Who are those people?" "Nothing but drunkards. They wanted to discourage my discussion with you." He said before dropping a tray of food for me and then going on to eat his. Chloe was a little bit worried for herself, wondering how she was supposed to continue in such a place where she had been undermined a lot of times. It was easier said than done, especially when it came to working so hard. Jax headed to his room and decided to chop it off with some chicken. He had been craving them.