Picture Perfect Chapter 4 Novels & Stories

I thought: this is what it looks like. Not the gala. Not the midnight apartment. Not the dark and Prague and it worked. This. Six AM and coffee on my side of the table and work to do and him across from me and Isabelle smiling at her laptop and the city outside the windows doing what it always did. This was what it looked like. I picked up my pen. Went back to work. End of Chapter Fourteen.

Or die trying. --- End of Chapter Fifty-Four.

It's getting hot in here, sweet mother of cookies! I couldn't say anything and could only stare at his dark eyes and lips. “Would you like to know what that is?” I gave a timid nod. “Your sweet lips,” he said, pressing his lips against mine, and everything else faded away. There are sparks here, butterflies there, and fireworks all over the place. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N - There's still an hour to be the next day in our country, so we think it still counts as Thursday's update (nervous laughs) but we still apologize for the late update. Anyways, comment your opinions about the chapter if you like it and support

: “Beautiful. Simply just beautiful, hehehehehe~.” End Of Chapter 6: A Seer Of Souls.

She fanned herself and wandered until she reached a large room on the second floor where only a half dozen or so people were gathered. She sat down and took off her stilettos, not caring if people were watching. Her feet ached and she was exhausted and starving. She was considering calling an Uber and getting some In-N-Out Burger when Hayden came stumbling toward her. “There you are.” He collapsed into the chair next to her, chuckling. “I can see your boobs down your dress when you bend over.” “Then don’t look,” she snapped. “Then don’t bend over.” He shrugged, swirling his drink in his glass. “I bet Carter looked down your shirt all the time.”