Normal Guy Novels & Stories

Of feeling like it was okay to not be strong for a second. We went back to the couch. He leaned back and I rested my head against his shoulder, his arm around my waist. “I’ve been so scared,” he admitted quietly. “I’ve been looking for jobs everywhere. I go to interviews and every time I walk out, I feel like I’m not good enough. He paused. And then I think about you.About us. About how I’m supposed to be someone you can rely on, and I just feel like I’m failing.” “You’re not failing,” I said softly.“ You lost a job. That happens. It doesn’t define who you are."

Those men were angry their ego got hurt for being beaten and that too neither they could get money nor her. She yelped in pain her body felt weak and numb. Suddenly someone gave a punch right in the man's jaw and the guy fell on the ground groaning. Her eyes flickered over the person who is the reason of the man's pain. Even though she saw him just twice he had features which couldn't be forgotten easily. She doesn't even know his name. It was Tristan. His eyes were Blood red with rage, he balled up his fists so that his knuckles turned white and bisceps flexed. He's scary, that demeanor of him resembled to that of a hungry demon who wanted to capture it's pray.

(eg when Kayley speaks, the format will be as this: Kayley ~ “Mike, what an awesome surprise. Where have you been?” Full adaptation will be dependent on the popularity of the old Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Crazy Normal. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ******************** I have never been a normal person; I have never done things the normal way, I have never lived by any of the normal rules or even met people the normal way. My normal is crazy, and I only live by my crazy rules. My name is Kaylee. This is my story, the story of my crazy normal world.

“Are you saying that I am weird?” “Maybe?” he murmured, shrugging his shoulder. I caressed my fingertip at the round tip of my glass. Then I said, “There are just weird people out there who married just for convenience. Normal people won’t understand.” “So madam is saying that I am a normal people?” I looked at him into his eyes and laughed. “No,” I responded. “A guy who flirts different women every time I came here, I don’t think you’re normal.” Faint smile appeared on his lips.

Again, he felt like his Mana is attracted to this unknown person in front of him, who was snoring carelessly on the bed that God Knows when it was last washed. Noel pondered for a bit, his eyes went down from the douche’s face to his features, and down to his body. He’s just like your average Joe, blonde hair and blue eyes. His body is muscular but also a little flabby, indicating the effect of eating fast foods. However, Noel felt like there’s more in him than just a normal douche who’s raring to bully others.

But still, that question hit me with a rush of different emotions. I’d never had a boyfriend before, and no one had ever asked me out. Not that I was some kind of ugly duckling or a loser—guys just saw me as one of the guys, someone easy to get along with. I helped a lot of people with their studies, and they were grateful for it. I felt comfortable in class, in society—I was always everyone’s friend. But now, that’s about to change. And it makes me nervous, almost to the point of trembling.

The worst that can happen would be that he'd only slam his door on my face, and then I'd knock again because I'm a stubborn bitch. I stop in front of his door, knock five times and give him to the count of ten. He opens it when I get to seven. Noah isn't wearing a shirt. I didn't think I'd find him like this. I could feel my stomach tightening into a knot. At the same time my palms are growing damper than the weather could've warranted. Not like I hadn't seen him without a shirt. He was drunk back then and unstable. But now that he's fully sober, God, he's magnificent.

After making sure she had taken medicines, he tugged her into sleep and left the room ~~~~~ Antonio was gathering files from an employee when his eyes fell on the tattooed man, who was walking in with a grin. "You can't go in." Antonio blocked his path. "Ask your boss I am here to see him. I am sure he is waiting for me to show up." Elijah laughed. He was one of the force Italian mafia leader. His golden brown heated with blonde hair and green eyes adds a unique charisma. He was handsome but not as much as Damien. One close look and people can tell he had some similar features to Damien.

He said holding my shoulders. " As of now, we have a business to run. Don't you have anything to do? " I asked raising my eyebrow. " You are so boring. Have some mercy on me at least, for god's sake, I am a normal man. " " Then go and find a normal woman for yourself. I am absolutely abnormal. " I said with a smile. " I am too normal so a bit of abnormality would be fine. Have you not heard the phrase, 'Opposite attracts'? " He asked.

No appetite or strength to lift the spoon to my mouth. I had a knock on my door and rush to check, it was an unknown face. A young man maybe in his early thirties, dressed like he went jogging. He had fat muscles on his both arms and chest which is an evidence that he visit the gym often. He looks like a bouncer and was good looking, tall with a fine mustach but I don't know him. I opened the door and stepped out.