Random Lady Novels & Stories

They're so understanding at she can handle them easily. She stared at the woman in the middle. She seems familiar to her thoughts. She looks like @yourlittlemeiras, her noisy and strike readers. Her name was Saira Dela Cruz, a 19-year-old cute girl. She couldn't forget that girl because she was really solid rainbows. She was so loud and naughty on the platform that she really couldn't forget her. She even gave her a copy of her books.

Beautiful lady with shoulder-length hair wearing a beautiful casual dress. The lady was really so beautiful that Alex eyes opens wide. Everyone saw the lady who just entered. And their eyes radiate extraordinary admiration. Even Alex did not believe that the beautiful lady who is currently sitting with him is going to be the lady who is supposed to go on a blind date with him. It feels like an extraordinary miracle that happened in broad daylight of course miracle can happen any time . "Hello, are you okay?" said the lady to Alex who is still daydreaming "Ah, it's fine. My name is Alex. " Said Alex introducing himself

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I started to pay attention in the direction that I heard the sound. “Hello?” I ask loudly. “There’s anybody here?” I ask once again, loudly. As I’m about to return to my books thinking it could just be my imagination when I notice a petite girl hiding behind one of the bookshelves, it seems that she’s afraid of me?. “Hey! That’s okay, I won’t hurt you.” I try to reason with her. “My name is Pandora, what’s yours?” I ask her with a sweet smile. “I’m Penny” Her answer came off like a whisper.

Ryan was still in the guest room he didn't know what happened just now, he came and show him a picture of some woman and then left his company. But he saw the picture carefully that woman was really very beautiful. She looks very young and lively in the picture like in her 20s. She having almond shape black eyes, a sharp nose, straight long hairs and white smooth skin. In short, she is attractive that no men can resist her charm. And also a name was written on the picture, ROSY. But Ryan never saw any woman like her and even never heard this name for anyone's mouth. But today this crazy man came to him and asked something about an unknown woman he never saw or heard.

Madam Guller got her hands on the phone but was stumped when it came to picking a username. "What should I call myself?" she asked Rana. Meanwhile, Rana was busy trading jabs with Owen in the stream's chat, not missing a beat. [My name's Little Witch Ran, and guess what? My grandma's on here too, rocking her own account called Ordinary Life.] Madam Guller paused, her fingers hovering over the keyboard before she typed in the ID: Top One.

"She's with Mom and the other ladies." Randy looked up, then glanced at Rama, who was also there that night. "How's Korea, Ram? Everything okay?" Rama nodded casually. "So far, so good. If it wasn't safe, how could I visit here?" "Then, where's your future wife? Aunt Liliana said you're going to marry a member of Blackpink." "A Blackpink member? What nonsense. Rama's taste is not in younger leaves anymore. He's busy with his secretary, the widow."

Lia saved the number and sent her a message. Lia- Hi Ruby- Hey, I'll introduce myself. I'm Ruby, I'm an animator and you are my first friend Lia- I am Lia, I'm an engineer and you are my fifth friend Ruby- I know another person named Lia and I'm not supposed to like her Well, here we have the winner. A sentence was admitted by Ruby. This proved that she wasn't targeting Lia on purpose but she was asked to. Lia was very happy to discover this.

Just ten digits. Her heart began beating faster. “Okay,” she muttered under her breath, forcing herself upright. “Let’s see who you really are.” She opened her laptop and typed the number into a search engine. Nothing. No results. No business listing. No social media. No records at all. Her brows furrowed. “That’s impossible.” Everyone had something online. Everyone left traces. She tried another website—one of those reverse phone lookup services that usually dug up embarrassing details about people’s addresses and relatives.

She seemed nice but they always were until they revealed what they really look like. My thoughts travelled deep and far until I had almost zoned out of my consciousness. Then my phone rang. I picked it up without a care in the world, but the curious look I had all over my face quickly disappeared as I saw the caller ID. A number I never wanted to speak to ever again. She had the guts to call in the middle of the fucking night. I considered ignoring it, after all she had broken two codes already to feel entitled for my response. I never took calls in the night except when urgent and definitely not from Shania ever again.