Reading Fluff Novels & Stories

Please tell me he somehow missed that. Unfortunately the chuckle he let out was only proof he had heard," I feel flattered that you're reading my book." "Don't flatter yourself, watching TV grows tedious," was my excuse when I knew I actually enjoyed reading his work. At first I had been looking for an alternative now that I couldn't find the book and instead of succumbing to despair I begrudgingly decided to just take a look at the manuscript he had given me. Needless to say I was impressed with the effortless flow at which the plot moved and was drawn into the very depths of the relationship between Frank and the other protagonist, Kelly.

Alone & Memories Stella "Ugh my head pounds like a bass drum, Fluffy..." I squinted against the morning sunlight spearing into my eyes. My pet feline simply purred obliviously, nestled on the pillow as I struggled to sit up. Fragments of last night flashed disjointed through my aching skull. Dinner's free flowing wine...James' infectious laughter and Lawrence's brooding tension thickening by the glass...stumbling home supported under Lawrence's thunderous expression.

In Rudy's mind, Alana is trying to impress him, making him think that she's from a good family. ---------- Amara sat on a table for two, waiting for her date. She did her best to make herself like a pretentious woman. Someone who's trying so hard to impress someone. Instead of going with her usual strategy, she decided to take things slow. Letting him think that he's luring just her. Just like what she did with Dylan Waltz. Ten minutes later, her date finally arrived. Rudy Fowler, a renowned chiropractor. She's been investigating him for six months, ensuring that all information she gathered were verified, and confirmed.

Scanning his whole face, my eyes fell on his full lips which looks dry right now because it was cold outside. "Stop eye-fucking the poor guy." I heard Flo's voice in my ear that seem to snap me back into reality. I turned to see Flora looking down at me waiting for me to take the mug of coffee she extended towards me, god knows when. "I wasn't eye-fucking him." I protested emphasizing the word eye-fucking while maintaining to scrunch my nose in disgust at her way with the use of words. "Sure. And, I am Santa Claus." She says rolling her eyes as she sits down back into her seat.

Trays clattered against tables, students called out to one another across the room, and laughter echoed from every corner. By the window, Brian sat at their usual table, carefully peeling back the foil covering his lunchbox. Flora's eyes immediately lit up. "Ooh... your mum packed meatloaf today." Brian didn't even bother looking up. "No." "I haven't even asked." "You don't have to." She placed a hand dramatically over her chest. "Brian Miller, when did you become so stingy?" "The day I met you." Flora rolled her eyes. "Rude."

Declan sneered at him and Finn immediately looked at him in disbelief. “Oy! Do you think my job only flirting with women? I also read many books. Especially about the beautiful ones.” Declan chuckled and a second later Finn realized his reckless mouth. He turned to Lilly who was now looking at him expressionlessly. "Er... I mean, if I have free time, I will read books... books of knowledge..." He said this time more carefully. He expected a response from Lilly, but instead, his Little Kitten faced Luca spoiledly. "Luca, I want to see that book about Fairies..." Lilly said. Luca smiled and fed Lilly his food.

“you are a master of flattery” “I’m not flattering you, I’m being honest?” “Oh I know” “Looks like we’ll be stuck with each other for the next 6 hours” “this flight is 6 hours long?” “yes it is, you've forgotten” “not really, when I was coming I slept through the flight” “I sleep through most times or I just read the magazines” “you aren’t a fan of those?” “What magazines?” “Yeah. The magazines.” “I don’t know. I just read them when I get bored I guess.”

If you could call it wind. It didn’t come from any one direction. It was more like the world inhaled and then exhaled sharply, stirring the paper under our feet into eddies and small, swirling funnels. Pages lifted. They slapped against my legs, my arms, my face. One smacked my cheek hard enough that for a second, I thought it was a hand. I ripped it away. Words crawled across it, dissolving as I read, like ink drying in reverse. “*…she thought if she just kept everyone else happy, one day someone would look at her and see more than a prop—*”

Ruby retorted, not holding back, "I know you're the last person to care about rules." The smug smile on Florence's face transformed into a genuine grin as she playfully flipped her hair. "Oh, I like that. Give me more compliments." Ruby chuckled, catching on to the playful banter. "Are you serious?" "Absolutely," Florence replied, embracing the light-hearted exchange. "Hmm, let me think," Ruby said, matching Florence's stride as they walked hand in hand towards their class. "I must say, I really like your new haircut. Not everyone can pull off neon blue highlights, but you rock them."

"I wіll check оut уоur story аnd gіvе уоu the bеnеfіt оf the doubt fоr nоw. If you are tеllіng the truth, I wіll nоt beat уоu оr ѕhаvе уоur head. I finished with bruѕhіng Puрру'ѕ tееth for hеr, and thеn lеttіng her spit thе uѕеd tооthраѕtе into thе bаthtub drain. I could have еаѕіlу fоrсеd mуѕеlf on her, but I put those carnal thоughtѕ аѕіdе. Pеrhарѕ Clаrеttе wаѕ nоt thе hаrd case thаt I thought she wаѕ. Pеrhарѕ there wаѕ hope fоr hеr аftеr аll. So fаr Puрру wаѕ ԛuіtе соmрlіаnt. She wаѕ nоt thаt bаd tо look at, despite the extra pounds. Puрру'ѕ bath wаѕ very іmреrѕоnаl аnd business like. Sо unlіkе thе bаthѕ оr ѕhоwеrѕ I share wіth Rose.