Not Nice Novels & Stories

When I just got out of rehab, I saw a parked Audi. This luxury car appeared out of place next to the small rehab center. I glanced at it and was about to leave. The person who got out of the car called me. It was Mark. He looked more mature than three years ago. But I only took one glance at him.. My teacher at the rehab said it was impolite to stare at others, especially someone you liked. Having spent three years at the rehab, I had been completely brainwashed by teachers there.

Hunter noticed and gently extracted his arm from Sandy’s and offered it to me. “Beta Sophia,” he said. “Would you please join me for a walk through the gardens?” What the fuck is happening!? “WHAT?!” Sandy shrieked, and the noise in the room went silent. My heart fluttered, and discomfort from the stares began to seep through my emotional armor. “No, thank you, Alpha Hunter,” I politely responded with no emotion while keeping my gaze down. “Why?” Hunter questioned, obviously not used to being rejected. “Unlike your Beta, Alpha Hunter, I’m not a whore trying to become a Luna.”

I asked sighing. When they were about to reply I cut them off and said "I know! I know! The great social networking sites." "But seriously Madam he is not good enough for you." One girl said. "And who are we to decide? I know he is kind of rude and overly strict but he is a nice guy and I know that." I said smiling at them. "How do you know that Madam and that too in such a short time?" Another girl asked confused. "I just know!" I replied shrugging.

"I don’t want to be a part of whatever twisted fantasy you have!" His jaw tightens, and for a moment, there was a glow of something dangerous in his eyes. "This isn’t a fantasy," he said quietly, his tone was low. "This is reality. You need help, and I’m offering it. But don’t mistake my generosity for weakness. I’m not a man who takes no for an answer."

Then his face lit up in recognition. "You be the girl wey come that day abi" ( you were the that came the other day right). He asked and I slowly nodded in confirmation. "Blake no dey happy today oo, and when he no dey happy ehn, he dey always chase girls away. So make I advise you, if I be you na, I go jejely my house" ( Blake is not in a happy mood today. And anytime he's unhappy, he doesn't welcome visitors. So I'll advise you to go back.) He explained.

He exclaimed instantly at the smell of the ointment. "I assure you this is a very effective medicine. Please allow me to apply it to your hand." She felt a surge of panic, she prayed he wouldn't reject it right now. He cast a suspicious glance on the tiny pot in her hand. Seemed like it was the Gypsy woman's stuffs. The Gypsy medication was quite popular in this town. To his knowledge, apart from its efficacy, it was proven to be harmless. Yet the smell was extremely unpleasant. Ashton resisted a nauseous feeling that suddenly swept over him. It would be a total embarrassment to vomit in front of her.

I seemed weightless to him. "Wow... You're trying to show of aren't you? You're trying to make my heart flutter then right? Well let me make it clear, you're really handsome and many things, but you're not my type." I laughed as I talked, hitting his back and clapping my hands. I felt him stop abruptly immediately I uttered those words of him not being my type.

The answer is this. I calmed myself. I took a deep breath. I can’t disappoint my parents. I need to pass. I lay down softly. I stared at the ceiling. This condo is bigger and more fancy than our house. Infairnes, the style of his condo is modern, the equipment will obviously be expensive, not just casual. His condo is pleasing to eyes. He was definitely not the one to design it because Magnus had no taste for it. Magnus arrived just in time. The door spat on him.

"I came to speak with your parents. I want to bring you all back home. "I know I was wrong before, and I hurt them. But everything's been taken care of now. As long as Mr. Irving agrees to return, everything in the company will go back to him." I stared at Blake, my face impassive. "Do you think we're just pets you can toy with whenever you want? When you're happy, you toss us a bone. When you're upset, you take it out on us. "Blake, I've already made it clear—you're unwell. With your mindset, you're not in a place to be loved by anyone. Now, do me a favor and leave my house."

Minus mocked. “I’m good, thanks,” I shot back through clenched teeth. “Alright, Minus, you don’t have to be an asshole, she didn’t ask you to be here, I did,” Uncle Cutter said. “And why exactly is that, Cutter?” Minus snapped. “Hey, shithead! I may be high, but that don’t make me some peace-lovin’ hippie. You’d better stow that fucking attitude before I start rethinking you coming back here.”