Romans & histoires Quirks

friggin virgin! I was not that conservative but I didn't know why I couldn't. It was like someone would be mad if I'd have sex with just any guy. It was crazy but that was how I felt or maybe I was crazy. If I sleep with someone maybe this crazy dream would really disappear. But do I want it to disappear? It pierces my heart thinking about that. Strangely, I didn't want it to disappear. I want to linger in this insane dream for quite some time, I think. I lazily got up, excused myself from the man beside me who was still staring at me with keen interest, and went towards the direction of the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. If I was still in my studio-type apartment in Paris, I wo

He said dryly. "Yeah," Riana rolled her eyes, "in like third grade. We are all took turns to date each other–" Jules's eyebrows rose and she smiled. "–I know, I know it sounds weird. It was kind of an experiment, back then Marcus's anxiety was through the roof, not to mention he was so OCD even at that age. He was afraid of the whole best friend cliché trope and couldn't stand the thought of a relationship blossoming out of the blue." Jules felt his annoyance ebb as he watched Mars look away, cheeks aflame. "Since Marcus's was a control freak. He decided that we all had to take a test right then and then to see if there was any compatibility."

“Doesn’t matter, she got what she wanted” Daniel heaved a deep sigh. “Good story by the way, it’s just that you committed fraud” Linda challenged him. “Are you accusing me?” he asked back. “No. I’m telling you I know what you did” Linda warned him. “Do tell” “Roland Yates doesn’t sign with a black ink. His signature has a purple shade if you look closely.” “He makes his own ink and uses a special pen”

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I swallowed the sushi fast, now I am just panicking "I don't have time for dates." "Then can I have him Maine?" Out of nowhere Maxine just asked that and everyone have their eyes widened. "Ey, c'mon you know I was just kidding' right?" For a second there I thought she was serious. No offense to her, but she had her fair share of break ups in the past and she just falls easily. Not the clumsy fall like me, the fall...you know what I mean. Joshua suddenly talked "You like Nigiri sushi too?" Gahd why do I even find him adorable every time he asks me a question. It's like I could just look at him forever and ever and eve.... STOP! Dianna answers the question.

Elara Hart is the Infernal Pack’s omega, the girl everyone pushes around and the laughingstock of a pack that has never shown her an ounce of respect. For years, she has been hopelessly in love with Kevin Blackwood, the District Alpha’s son and the boy she’s given her all since childhood.On the night of Kevin’s initiation as the new District Alpha, Elara expects her life to finally change. Instead, it shatters.Standing before the entire pack, Kevin announces Mira Clark as his mate. As cameras flash and laughter erupts around her, Elara watches the last pieces of her dignity crumble. Humiliated, rejected, and betrayed, she finally realizes a painful truth:She has spent her entire life begging

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