Next To You Hannah Bonam Young Novels & Stories

But I couldn’t keep ignoring this. I pulled on a long, oversized hoodie and slipped out of my room quietly. The hallways of the Moonbane estate were quiet, a rare moment of peace in this usually tension-thick house. I didn’t stop to greet anyone or answer any questions. I walked straight to the healer’s wing. Hannah was there, quietly tending to herbs along the far shelf, her fingers moving with delicate precision. She was a few years older than me—soft-spoken, kind eyes, someone who always seemed to carry calm like it was stitched into her skin.

Grace was now pulled into the conversation with Hannah and even had her legs crossed together while facing her. "What are you thinking Hannah?" Grace asked. "Well," Hannah swallowed. "What if WE got married and bought a house? I know we just met, but, What if?" Hannah asked. Grace's eyes went wide. "Are you serious?" Suddenly Hannah's offer didn't seem so crazy. Last night Grace learned that Hannah was a medic in the military and had been deployed to a few countries overseas. She also learned that Hannah lived her life honorably, as well as traveled as much as she could.

someone called snapping me back to reality I turned around and I saw a beautiful,slender hoodie and glasses. She smiled at me, I smiled back shyly. “ You are not from around here,” she said. I nodded my head and she took my hand and walked me through the class “ Judging from your age we are classmates and you will be my seat partner. My name is Melissa Gold, I am sixteen years old and you.” She said very excited I looked at her and smiled “ My name is Jessica Brown, am sixteen years also” immediately she heard my name she smiled and said

Hannah laughs but gets into my car when I open the door for her. Hannah gives me her address and my hands tighten around the wheel. She lives in the same neighborhood as Anya. Only one street away, actually. "Would you like to come in?" Hannah asks when I park outside her house. I look at her and then down her body for a few seconds. "Of course I would like to… but I was told to play nice, so I think it's better if I don't," I say. Hannah rolls her eyes with a smile, "I want to see you again, though."

Killian says as he hugs the woman. She's a little short, petite to be precise, with platinum blonde hair, and nice curves. She should be in her late thirties. They pull apart and Hannah turns to look at me with a wide smile on her face. I plaster on my fake smile as I stare at her. " Hi. You must be…" " Naomi." I introduce myself as I stretch my hand out for a handshake, but Hannah surprises me with a hug. We pull apart later. " I'm Hannah. Killian's attorney. You're beautiful."

I didn't have long to soak in my surroundings before my roommate climbed down from her bed by the window to come and greet me. "Hi, I'm Hannah!" The girl said, offering me a hand. She was tall and curvy, and had the brightest most genuine smile on her face. I admired the way her blonde hair cascaded down her back and the way her brown eyes seemed to provide some sharp contrast against her light skin and light hair. I definitely thought Hannah was pretty, and in such a natural way. I envied her confidence and energy immediately as she continued to speak.

“You don’t have to explain yourself to anyone.” Her eyes flicked to him—steady, unshakable. “Yes, I do.” Without hesitation, she turned, walked back up the stage, and faced the microphone. A tap of her finger sent feedback cracking through the hall. The chatter died instantly. “I know many of you think you’ve figured out what’s going on between me and Noah Bradford,” Hannah began, her voice clear and cutting. “But today, I’ll make it very clear. I, Hannah Brooks, Student President of Arizona State University, am not—let me repeat—am not in any romantic relationship with Noah.”

My eyes were not. That was when Hannah came in. No knock, no hesitation. She had started moving through the house as though she owned it again. “Busy?” she asked, her tone saccharine. “Always,” I replied. “What do you need?” She tilted her head, studying me with the false warmth of a nurse checking on a patient she hopes won’t make it through the night. “The foundation gala tomorrow. The cameras will be there.” “I’m aware.” “You should speak,” she said. “Tell them the family’s united. Put the whispers to bed.”

I said as we walked to the dining room. We were shown to a table and I sat directly across from Rylee who kept glancing at Hannah. A lot of people were looking at Hannah but she was oblivious to it all. Hannah was also an expert marksman or woman in her case and she had a natural instinct when it came to guns. "I see your date has no bond mark," Colin said. "That will change soon," she said and smiled at me. "Yes it will, she was bonded to another at a very young age," I said and he raised his eyebrows at me.

She felt like her young self, who used to be caught by Molly for doing something bad. "Hannah." Before Hannah closed her door once more, Nina called her timidly. The young girl wore a big nightgown, which made her look skinnier. It evoked pity in others. Meanwhile, Kaden stood beside Nina. "Hannah, Nina and I have something to tell you." "Why are they together?" Hannah wondered. Though she was a little surprised, Hannah said, "Let's talk inside." At the same time, the netizens were happily observing the news.