Pure Intent Novels & Stories

Carter explained while I quietly listen. “I’m really sorry, please forgive me. I want you so much that sometimes I make questionable choices but if you take me back I’ll be on my best behavior forever.” He adds again when I don’t say anything. “Forever?” I ask already over analyzing his words. “Yes forever.” He says and suddenly I’m not mad anymore but I’m still thinking, analyzing what he means by forever. “Stop thinking too hard, Isabella,” he said when a whole minute had gone by in silence.

Is Tukijo going to give them a cheat sheet? __________ 1. Santet is a person's attempt to harm another person remotely by using black magic.

Dean thought, of course it's good to do charity, but it's better to teach them how to fish instead of giving fish away. Charity like giving fish can only solve the immediate problem, but the underlying problem still exists. Doesn't solve anything. If Daisy knew Dean's thoughts, she said; “too many reasons. If don’t want to give whoever anything, don’t say any words, let the air be fresh.” Because people like to analyze, give a lot of reasons, and never do any practical actions.

Cat shifter inspo again! I shook my head, grinning. Goose meowed like he agreed with her, traitor that he was. Ace: Sounds like plagiarism. You owe me royalties. Three dots danced across the screen for a long time before her reply popped up. Carolina 🐱 Destiny Guide (accept no substitutes): Fine. Payment in brigadeiro. That’s all you get. I chuckled, running a hand over my face. She was relentless. And worse, I liked it.

“What’s up, dude?” Jim didn’t look up. He only moved to grab his phone from the table and hand it over to Sean. “She replied.” Sean raised his eyebrows, accepting the phone. Jim kept looking down as he motioned for him to play the video on screen. So Sean did. It was a YouTube link, nothing private, and coming from Silvia, Sean wasn’t surprised to hear a piano ballad. You Do What You Have to Do, by one Sarah McLachlan—Sean had no idea who that might be. The background was the photograph of a pale pink flower and the lyrics were in bright pink. He swallowed a sigh, hoping so much pink wouldn’t cause permanent damage to his sight.

I shouted out so loudly. It’s like a flash of lighting Shane’s palm landed on my face, “Don’t speak to me like that! I am innocent Roxy! I didn’t do anything that will hurt you or ruin our relationship! It’s clear that you don’t have any trust in me! I am disappointed with you!” Shane’s tears began to fall and her voice was trembling in anger with me.

“We need an ambulance.” “I leave for two seconds . . . ” Pink Bunny stomps a furry foot. “What happened?” “Dunno.” The unicorn waves plush hooves. “Steve was, ah, with a toy, I think the Mounty Pounder, and then maybe his heart or something . . . ” “No names!” Angry Fox stomps for the door. “They can’t be here! Can’t see this!” “It’s okay.” Carrie bends and places the pizza at her feet. “We’ll just get paid and be, ah, on our way . . . ”

Being semi-famous is annoying sometimes. I also have no desire to make out with Hunter anymore. Hunter is part of my Model Perfect image, we are a package deal. It's unfortunate for me, that Aftershock has a partnership with Model Perfect. We are the 'it couple' and if there is a slip up the partnership is over. Would that be such a bad thing?

The contrast between his ruthless reputation and his careful touch sent a fresh wave of confusion through her veins. "We do not have the luxury of debating philosophy when state troopers are preparing to raid this building to seize the child," Gideon reminded her, a dark edge returning to his tone. He stepped back to admire the way the tailored ivory dress hugged her curves and projected an image of untouchable elegance. Maren felt a flush rise to her cheeks under his scrutiny, but she refused to look away from his intense gaze.