Odd Sweetheart Novels & Stories

Well, Carter, the badboy-looking snobbish icy man, seems to be her type. "He won't introduce me to his bandmate, he'll just tutor me." "Whatever the case may be, Ade, is Zeeve not your type?" I was unable to respond to her query because I noticed Cielo coming out of our vehicle. I turn my head to look at Sancha, who had also noticed Cielo. "Hmm, your driver is quite attractive." She said in a flirtatious manner. "You were just gawking at Millenium Dreams earlier, and now at my driver? I had no idea you were also a fan of the elderly."

Yes my daughter people know him as a good person and you might have fallen in love with him but truthfully he is a devil ", He snapped with much hatred in his voice. " No .....l don't think he is a bad person", She suddenly stopped driving him . " I now see my little daughter has also fallen in his trap , just ask your self why the hell did he did decide out of the blue that he is going to care for you", He chuckle murmured and it was when it hit her . " Perhaps you right Mr Heyes , how on Earth would someone be concerned about a stranger ", She murmured rethinking all the things he had .....gave her milk, clothes and yet they were all strangers.

He is very smart and intelligent, more than a usual kid his age. -He is homeschooled and a tutor comes home to teach him. He is only talkative around his father. Micheal Williams -He is 26 years old and the best friend of Liam. -He is also Liam’s right hand at work and a private investigator. Luna Smiths -She is 25 years old. She is the girlfriend of Liam -A pretty face with bitchy soul. Leo hates her. Charlotte Miller -A famous model of New York. -She is 28 years old.

But as days go by, into weeks Sandy found herself getting a bit envious of Emily or so she thought, as all Emily seemed to talk about was Ben and how he loves her. One faithful morning, Sandy had gone jogging along her usual route and she sprained her ankle. "Ouch! this hurts so bad" she said while stopping to properly inspect her ankle. "It doesn't seem so bad" she thought. “Are you okay?" A deep masculine voice asked. Sandy turned to look at the owner of the voice and she gasped in shock. It was the handsome stranger at the party!. "Let's get that checked out" he said and signaled for her to sit on a bench nearby.

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

"My zodiac sign is Libra. Why did you ask about that?" "As I said, I have an important mission to accomplish. I have to find my fated man and save my parents from the hands of-" "What do you mean, fated man?" interrupts Odin. Out of desperation to save her parents, Charlotte hugged Odin's back. "Odin, I am scared of King Abaddon, so I am permitting you to kiss my lips. I just want to know if you are my fated man." Odin sensed Charlotte purposefully rubbing her breast against his back. However, he wanted to fight the temptation as he was afraid of Ammon and Prince Arthur's punishment. "I am a pervert but stealing another warrior's lover is not right. What if he finds out about this?"

In the ache of loneliness I carried everywhere. One evening, I was sitting alone in my study, a glass of scotch untouched in my hand, flipping through television channels without really watching, when something made me stop mid-scroll. Her. Vanessa. There she was, standing tall, dressed in chef whites that somehow made her look even more radiant than I remembered. Her hair was pulled back, her face glowing with determination, her hands moving with the precision of someone who had mastered her craft—and her life. The headline stole my breath:

tell me more about him". Natasha laughed, feeling a little shy but excited. "He's.... different. Creative, intense, and doesn't care about...... all this". she waved at the Posh decor. Maya leaned in closer. "Sounds like you're hooked". she said in a teasing tone. Maya grind turned sly. "Hey, were you not the one calling him 'the art frek' like a week ago? what changed?"

It made me sad that I didn't dream about the guy anymore tho, but it was better this way, the dreams were always filled with so much sadness anyway. I heard the click of the door and I turned away from the window, drawing down the blinds as Kehlani stepped into the room. She was holding a lot of shopping bags and she had a smile on her face that could melt wax, but I didn't know why, I always felt that her smile was forced and that she didn't even like me at all. It didn't matter, I didn't like her either, but I'd come to treasure the only human contact I got. I tried my best not to piss her off, just so she stayed longer but most of the time we always ended up arguing, so I grew to apprecia

She hated it there earlier. “Of course, sweetheart, if that is what you need to do. I am guessing you have some questions for him?” Lachlan asks. Odyn snarls slightly in my mind. I don’t think he likes Lachlan calling her sweetheart, though I know he means nothing by it. He calls most of the she-wolves in the pack sweetheart when he is being kind. But Odyn does not like another male being affectionate to his mate, especially when he is of a higher rank within the pack hierarchy.