No One Else Comes Close Novels & Stories

She leaned closer to Jace, who hadn't spared her a glance. “You said it was the best night you'd had in years,” she whispered, her eyes full of mischief. That finally got his attention, not because he was affected by her words, but because he knew she was being deliberate, trying to mess with Katrina, who was sitting right beside them. “No. I never said that,” he replied, his voice firm and loud enough for everyone to hear. “Can you move away? Your perfume is suffocating me.” He leaned back, grabbing his can and completely ignoring her.

“I sleep with the lights off.” “Good.” He reaches for the lamp. “Because I wasn’t compromising.” The room falls dark a second later. The bed is large enough that it almost feels ridiculous for two people to be this aware of each other on it. Raven stays as far away from her as possible. Azzmi does the same. There’s enough distance between them to fit another person comfortably in the middle. Which should make this easier. It somehow doesn’t. A few seconds later, Raven hears movement beside him.

He really couldn't be without me, so I—" "You don't have to explain," I cut her off. "And I'm not mad. I went out to dinner with some coworkers tonight and didn't check my phone." She froze, clearly not expecting that answer. "Did you go out with your coworkers without telling me?" I replied calmly, "We're adults. We should have our own space. I don't need to report every little thing to you, do I?" The moment she heard that, she went completely still. And from her expression, I knew she understood.

Throughout the evening, Peter stayed by my side until Dad called him away to discuss business. I sat by the window, sipping coffee as I gazed at the night sky. The peace was broken by an unwelcome voice behind me. "I can't believe you're still with Peter. He's supposed to marry the heiress of the richest family in the world. Why haven't you left him yet?" I saw Lance but acted like he didn't exist. Seeing that I was ignoring him, he sat down beside me and continued verbally assaulting me. "He brought you here tonight but left you sitting alone. He clearly doesn't care about you that much."

Then Japheth closes the distance. And there's no more space for anything except this.

Someone scoffs and I send him a stink eye. “Are you okay?” Someone else ask closing the distance between us and getting a little too close. “I’m fine” I state and walk out of there as fast as I can. I think I am losing my mind at this point.

Only because since a lot of my friends got married for some reason, as if life ended there, they stopped going out to places like this and I already had all the tea one person could bear while the other half of my friends were currently partying in Ibiza while I didn't feel like going away to a place I already visited multiple times just because some magazine decided it was the IT place to be. "It's nice, but I have to admit I didn't picture you as the type of woman who came to places like this. Not that there is anything wrong with it but when I first met you, you seemed kind of closed off while this place screams the opposite." Because I am like this place, I'm loud and outspoken but at th

Was there no hope in them being together? What happened? Gale abruptly got out of his bed and strode toward the window. He couldn't breathe. The room seems to be so stuffy, and he needs air. When the wind touches his face, he feels a little relaxed. He watches the night sky. There weren't too many stars in the sky, but there were more here than there were ever in Toronto. Gale was trying to distract himself from the thoughts of Ava, but the stars only remind him of her freckles.

I marked lines at both my cheeks and declared, "This is war!" I squeezed into the people around, I can easily squeeze in thanks to my height. This is your lesson to never underestimate small people- especially broke fangirls like me who can only pay for a faraway spot. I've encountered more people that these so step aside and learn from a pro, girls!

It's been a month now that I am in my own place. It is not in the city; it is outside in the country, far away from all the craziness. My closest neighbor is miles away. The only time I get in contact with another person is when I go to the grocery store every week. I prefer being all by myself in nature every day. Guess that is Tyler that made me crave life this way I still speak to Sandra every day. Guess it's my way to catch up on the gossip around town. It is not like anything is interesting going on around here