Novel & Cerita My Little Dashie

"My little dragon." Alcina's cheeks burn. In an attempt to cover up her sudden bashfulness, Alcina straightens. "I- I'd like to go dance now, please," she demands more than anything, but Brendan doesn't have much of a will to resist her, not with the lovely pink cheeks.

When Ted made it home that evening, Daisy was there to greet him. She wore a little sun dress with a flare skirt that hit mid-thigh. There was a satiny dark pink, mauve like sash wrapped around her waist. Her small feet were strapped in wedge heeled sandals. Her toes painted a soft sparkling pink the same color as the sash at her waist. Ted sighed in wonder that she was always so prettily put together. His Daisy always appeared fresh and sweet, and innocent.

While Vincent was busy learning about business and caring for his education, the young girl would often sneak into his house and climbed through his window, since his room was on the first floor. The young girl was always dressed in white dresses with lace and she always had this white tiger doll she used to carry around even after she became a teenager as if it was her most precious possession. At first when they started getting close, he did not really pay too much attention to her because although she was incredibly beautiful even at such a young age, he found her personality to be a bit unbearable.

“I bet. It must be hard for you to give up your casanova image.” “I’m not complaining.” “I guess you’re done breaking hearts, huh?” She looked at me in silence. “I did not break any hearts, baby.” “Whatever floats your boat,” she mentioned as she tapped on the screen. “I followed Dash. Wow! This guy is so optimistic. Congrats. Can’t wait to be Uncle D. See you soon. Love you both.” “Yeah. He’s like the male version of the Kardashians. He likes selfies and that stupid filters.”

Damm she's easier to deal with with than my problems, wish I could just give them all sweets and everything will be good. Mia has been the little ray of sunshine in my life since I moved here she doesn't pity even when she knows what I am going through and somehow I am grateful for that . She's human but she knows about warewolves , she's 5'2 with blonde hair and brown eyes but she mostly wears pink contacts still don't know why, she dresses like we are going for a party like every single Damm time, like right now she's putting on a pink crop top and a pink jacket with a black skirt and boots with her hair in a neat ponytail and a classy makeup ,says she's has to look her best for when she d

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: The Library After Hours The university library was silent as its rows of bookshelves casting long shadows across the empty study tables. Mia tugged Kyle deeper into the stacks, her fingers wrapped tight around his wrist. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she glanced over her shoulder, making sure no one lingered near the entrance. She wore a short plaid skirt that barely covered her ass and a tight white tank top that hugged her full breasts, her nipples already stiff against the fabric.

It sheered long sleeves with a low dipping back and a miniature train attached to the bottom. "Guys, I found the one," I called out from the dressing room. I was never really one to be highly feminine, but at that moment, I felt beautiful in that dress. When I stepped out of the changing room, the girls knew it too because their jaws dropped and eyes welled up with tears, letting me know it was the perfect one for me. "I'll take it," I tell Riles, and he nods her head with a smile. "Finally, I found one too," Alisha said from the folding changing room and came out from there. She was looking beautiful in that dress. She was wearing a sleeveless and backless gown with light pink embroidery.

I mean she's not a list but I guess all of it was just a joke. "Mom! I told you not to call me baby in front of anyone!" Dash shouted while stomping his feet like a kid. Eww. I didn't know that he has this childish attitude but it's still disgusting for me to watch. If it's Blade, then I might consider it as cute but because it's him, then it's disgusting as fuck. It doesn't suit his body. He's just like Blade. They both act like a baby even though they really are far from that and I don't even know how I was able to tolerate this alpha of mine with that attitude. He's always acting this way that I almost think they're siblings but I know that they're not. That's impossible since they aren't

The little girl spoke, clearly trying hard to sound polite, rather than scared “Do you... Want to play with me, my mommy and my dolls?” “Do you think I could sit on the grass with you?” Even though the anger inside him was great, Massimo tried hard not to be too harsh with that child who was not to blame for his situation. “You can stay in your chair. Rainbow Dash loves heights, so she could sit on your lap.” Millicent just smiled and, despite having no idea what the hell a Rainbow Dash was, Massimo assumed it was one of the dolls scattered on the tablecloth nearby “It'll be fun... Oh!” her mouth took a perfectly round shape “Or does your boo boo still hurt? Mommy said you're sick...”