Positively Yours Side Stories Novels & Stories

The limits are limited for everyone who doesn't care what a blessing is for can't understand why they were sent into this world but because few people try this kind of stupidity we always found a new and a great story. As you can have my own example, I'm telling you the story of that one person who alone triumphs the world and also I'm telling you about the one who doesn't care about the value of human blood, or maybe he knows…,? Who knows!? Finally they reach the place where they wanted to, Jenny has something in her mind. She is thinking what if the address is not right, what if the man is the culprit who’s sitting inside in his house, and other confusing thoughts are floating in her head.

If you ever want: - alternate endings - more future glimpses - side-character POVs (Avery? Levi?) - even spicier / softer / fluffier extras - or a completely new story just say the word. I’m here, i'll continue writting every time the inspiration hits. Until then happy reading, and take care. 💍🔥

“I don't think so. I think we complicate our lives with some outlandish actions, then go ahead to believe it’s one of those perks of reality. So, no. I think it’s very possible to have those.” "Do you have it? Peace and quiet." The corner of his mouth twitched. "I am a doctor. Those words are pretty far from what my life entails." She swayed her head apathetically. “It does seem like the opposite though.” "It does?” “Yeah, you just seem like a casual person who has got everything going well for him.”

He does text me every hour to check in though so maybe that’s how he’s managing to hold up. At lunch, I saw him among his friends. His eyes however were set on me, and I sent a small smile. He didn’t smile back but I saw his eyes twinkle like a five year old. We sat down by our table and discussed our project a little bit more to polish some finer details. We settled on a 1920’s gay themed story about two boys in the athletics club. The characters Ray and Ban were supposed to be a classic enemies-to-lovers trope where they hate each other’s guts but they unfortunately end up sharing the same bedroom at the sports dorm. Ray being bisexual and Ban being gay but each unable to come out due to t

"You know, one of the reasons why I love working here so much is that I get to see the customers smile. Some of them come here feeling all kinds of negative emotions, but after drinking a cup of coffee and talking with other people, they're back to smiling like nothing ever happened. It makes me happy knowing that they're happy because of the environment here, and that applies to you too. Smiling suits you more, so you can just talk about what's troubling you. I won't listen if you don't want to. You can just pretend I'm a wall." "What's with that?" I asked as I chuckled. I can't say I wasn't tempted by what he said. I agree that telling somebody might make me feel less worried, but is it re

Mike's face twisted in a scowl and he stuffed more pasta in his mouth, unwilling to say anything. Louis nudged him playfully. "Look at the bright side!" He licked his mouth, which was covered in cream. "At least, you've presented as an omega!" Maya hummed. "I don't know how you guys feel being an alpha and all, but I think being an omega is cool!" "I mean," she gestured at Jennifer. "She's badass!' The other sipped her juice. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Maya." "And no, I'm not giving you my blue dress."

Joshua Lawson, my old college buddy, had become a private eye. "Dig up some dirt for me on Yoel. While you're at it, get the scoop on him and Sheila in Francoria since three years ago, the nitty-gritty, the more the better. Oh, and check if there's any record of Sheila having an abortion at any local hospitals." I hung up and stared into the harsh daylight, an emptiness settling in my chest. 'Sheila, I’ve given you more chances than I can count. If this is how it is, then all we've got left is the final showdown,' I thought to myself.

I heard Dad whisper, almost panicked. "He's right though, she needs to know from us." Vincent agreed with whatever Romeo said. What are they talking about? What should I know? "What do we tell her, 'Oh hey, we're the mafia and I'm the don. your cousin is also a mafia leader and we kill people. oh, and let's not forget that your boyfriend is the Russian mafia leader. Don't be afraid okay?!' That would be so great, and it would go so well, don't you think?" Dante snapped.

From her house. “Hey babes,” Janelle cooed to the camera, her voice switching from venom to sugar in a heartbeat. “I’m standing inside the Westwood mansion right now. You won’t believe who I’m here with. The side chick who forged Darius’s will to steal everything from me!” Alaya shot to her feet. “You need to leave. Now.” Janelle spun the camera toward Alaya, who was standing behind the desk with her arms crossed. “There she is,” she said, pointing like she’d just found Bigfoot. “Lying. Manipulative. And now a criminal.”

Anna gave me a side eye before smirking. “Private huh? So like your sex stories?” She played with her eyebrows and teased me. “Nahhhhhhh.” I tried to turn around and look out at the group of friends playing, trying to change focus. “I know when you are lying,Diane. You always have that high pitch and you develop a lisp.” “Really?” I winked at her and smiled. “Yes.” “Well that is something I do not hear everytime.” I took a glimpse of my watch and turned back to her.