Paul And Chani Novels & Stories

Paul said as he passed us by holding a tray with a juice and foods on it, I think it’s for Bryan and Leechelle. “He keeps complaining but he's still doing it for him.” I said and laughed. “I should invite Terrence and River with us next time. “Baby…” Chaos called me that made me look up at him. “Do you want to see a world war? You know that Terrence and Paul are not on good terms, right? Remember what happens when they meet a t the coffee shop? They nearly make each other shower coffee.” He said that made me laugh even more. “They look good together tho,” I commented.

Paul spoke in a hoarse voice, denying every aspect of suicide on Seri’s case, he will never believe in Seri committing suicide, on the fact that he was there beside him before this happen before this incident took place. The last time they talked was inside the studio where Seri and Paul practiced and enhanced their performance in September fest, the night before Elliot shows up at Paul's house, after the events Seri left the studio to go home, and that was the last thing Paul had interactions with Seri, All he remembered was those happy and cheerful mood in her, the reason he will never believe it was such a suicide case.

“Are you fucking kidding me? This is awesome and I love you too.” “It is?” “Yes, it is.” The couples were having quality time, expressing their love to each other, they didn't even notice Charlene was with them until Daniella made a sound that prompted Paulo to look over. “Oh. Charlene.” He strode toward her. “Happy birthday to you.” “Aww, thank you, Charlene. How are you today?” “I'm very good.” Paulo and Lauren sat next to each other. “You should blow air on the candle now.” Paulo did, Lauren cut and took out a part and extended the spoon to him, he ate it and smiled at her.

I was forced to raise my head. “The day you called, I was negotiating with a group of Slakans,” Paul said, his tone flat. “There was a problem with an oil transport route. I had to deal with it.” I noticed his tie was new, a custom piece from that hotel in Moscovia. So… the video had been confirmed. I lowered my eyes and nodded. Paul seemed satisfied with my obedience. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear as his voice dropped. “My little sweetheart has been wronged. What compensation do you want, hmm?”

"-What is it, Paul, please tell me, I hope you know you can tell me anything. Chloe said to Paul. -I can't, I don't want anything to ruin our friendship. Paul replied to Chloe. -Paul, look me in the eyes and just spill it out. I promise there is nothing in this world that you could say that would break our friendship. Chloe said. -Ok, I will say it as I might not have the guts to do it in the future. I like you… I mean I like you much more than a friend and I would give anything to kiss you just once in my life." Paul said.

nick said while sitting at Chardon's table. Chardon answered him sparingly. "Oh, then... Farewell." Nick pretended to blow up. "Man, why you're so cold and aloof?" Paul chuckled. "Hey Chardon. Do you want me to tell you about the two recently?" "Who?" The man asked ninchame "Bryan and Claire." Paul revealed what happened to the two after they returned to France:

"This is your best way out, and you must be content as a human being. You can't really hold on to the position of the young mistress of the Wood family. Paula and Zach cooperated very well. Looking at them, Gale just thought it was funny. They really looked like two clowns.

At his words, Pauline burst into laughter. “Do you really think it was just me who killed Mariah? If you had cared even a little about her, you would have noticed something was wrong with the drug long ago! “Admit it! You don’t love her! You have always only loved yourself!” Chandler stiffened, and for a moment, his gaze became unfocused. In the end, Pauline was sentenced to prison, and Chandler, affected by the drug injected into him, ended up in the ICU, narrowly escaping death.