Perfect Catch Novels & Stories

Her attempt at preventing it from hitting her face, made her catch it. Blast!

A medium length hair styled into a contemporary quiff. "Wow just wow!" She replied with full on sarcasm. "After I became a kidnap victim, now you want me to be what? Did it ever occur to you, how you purposely hit me with a tennis ball...straight to my face just to be a bit more convincing?" She didn't noticed that she was already fuming with anger, until he coughed which brought her back to her senses. She caught herself red handed as she held him tight on his collar. Using his right hand to loosen her grip away from his shirt's neckline.

“$5 for 3 thr-“ Colton started incredulously, shaking his head as he cut himself off, slapping the crumpled note into the long-nailed hand that opened expectantly. Snatching up one of the tennis balls given to him, Colton coiled up as if he were a baseball pitcher, using all the force he could muster to slam the ball into the cups. Two fell from the top, but the remaining eight remained steadfast. Holding out his hands, he gaped at Kate. “See? This shit’s impossible to win.” “It’s not about the power of the throw, more about finding the sweet spot,” the carney winked at Kate, Colton’s knuckles growing translucent around the second ball. Once more, he cocked back his arm, his bicep tensing be

“You’ll know about the time when I see you’re ready to know.” You said it’s a proposition right? Then there must be a catch”. Mateo smiles mischievously, Mateo turned his gaze into her eyes, locked in, she felt an inexplicable fear. Of course, There’s always a catch”. He leans back on his chair and rang the bell on his table, her escort came into the room, she knew she didn’t have a say and was dismissed. He led Betty out of the room, she was back to her little prison, that was how she pictured the room she was given.

He begged again and again for me not to leave him. “Zara, if I could, I’d die for you.” Then, I received a notification from the system. [Mission complete. Spencer’s affection has reached 100%. Task successful! [Host, will you stay and live out your life with Spencer, or start again in another world?] I looked at Spencer’s bloodshot eyes, lowered my gaze, and asked quietly, “Can I speak to him first?”

ZANE . . I didn’t think I’d be able to reach him. For a second, I was already calculating the fall, the angle, the impact, and how bad it’s going to be. Then somehow, I caught him. My hand hooked around his waist too fast, the other wrapping around the rail. It wasn’t a clean catch, but it was better than him falling. A sharp wince escaped him. He hadn’t fallen. Why did his face writhen like he was in pain?

And the two of them were sitting on opposite sides of something that felt impossible and I couldn't figure out how to hold both at the same time without losing one. ‘Why is it impossible to choose between them?’ "Waterboy." I called it out before I had fully decided to. He stopped. Turned from where he was heading, facing me with that expression that said he was giving me 30 seconds before he kept walking. I picked up the ball sitting beside me and threw it directly at him. "Think fast." His hands came up and he caught it clean. No fumble, no reaction time lag…he just caught it like it was the most natural thing, his grip settling around it immediately.

After stealing my boyfriend again, Bianca flaunted the hickeys on her neck and the expensive watch right in my face. "This watch looks so much better on me." Bianca held up her wrist. The Patek Philippe glittered in the sunlight streaming into the Columbia University library. The pen in my hand nearly snapped. That was the limited-edition watch Nico gave me last month. "Bianca, you—" "Oh, right. This was yours." She cut me off, her smile a mix of fake innocence and pure smugness. "But Nico agrees. He said it just... fits my vibe better. He texted me last night. Said he's never met a girl with taste like mine."

“It’s going to be a hassle.” It shocked the maid when the door of Louis’ room opened. A stocky hand pulled him inside. Louis imprisoned the maid with both arms. One of his hands pulled the maid’s chin up. The gaze of the two meets. The woman’s cheeks were red when she saw the prince’s perfect face. Louis, who usually cool, smiled at her as the maid melted away. She’s already entangled in the handsome man’s charms. The maid had not even noticed Louis’ discoloration since he pulled her in that room.