Sad Names Novels & Stories

He looked like a messed up lion, but in a cute way. "Uhm, Hi again" he said to Serra. Serra and Mira both looked at him. The emotions they felt was slowly receding on their faces. "Are you a Badblood?" His face was playful and apologetic, he wears the kind of expression that you can't be angry.

Quando eu ia a caminho da cozinha a música na rádio parou de tocar e, de repente, ouviu-se uma voz: ‘’Interrompemos agora a nossa pausa musical para novamente alertar toda a população sobre o perigo que anda à solta: o menino psicopata, como ele foi apelidado, ainda não foi detido. Ele atende pelo nome de Sander, veste uma camisola azul e calças brancas e usa sandálias pretas, segundo descrição da avó. Ele é muito perigoso, apesar da pouca idade.‘’ Fiquei pasma com o que tinha ouvido, não queria acreditar! Permaneci à porta da cozinha a ouvir.

It's trash_inlove Till the next Adios.

Alex tried to act not surprised but I could see it in his eyes already, as he let me go from his arm to be greeted by him. His dad pulled me into his warm hug. I hugged him back feeling a bit teary from his fatherly gesture, he was reminding me of my own dad. He was a bit taller than my dad, but they had the same bulky posture. "I'm so sorry Mr. Davis, you reminded me of him." I smiled at him while wiping my tear away. Alex rubbed my arm and kissed the top of my head. "Oh come here Adriana, I'm so sorry about your loss." His mother finally caved in and gave me her motherly hug made me shed another tear. She wiped it away from my cheek.

She groaned as she rubbed her head. "Oww!" "Him? Who is this him?" Dante inquired keeping his eyes straight. Sadie looked up at him and her frown deepened. "I don't know him but he isn't one of Silas's men. He is just like me. Forced and wounded." Dante groaned as Sadie quickly stood in front of him and grabbed his hands between her as she looked pleadingly with gleaming eyes. Dante's breath hitched. He could swear his heart skipped a beat as she give him her relative soft look.

armor had been stripped away, leaving something raw and painfully human underneath. There was a deep, echoing sadness in his eyes that acted like a mirror to her own. It was a shared torture—the longing for a bridge that they both feared was permanently burned. “You’re so kind, and sweet and so goddamn beautiful, Liv,” he said, his voice softening into a terrifyingly gentle caress. “And when I met you, I was… drawn to that energy and light in you. I know I'm apologising for so much, but I’m sorry I didn't know how to handle it. I hope you believe me. I really do.”

I let her know about the pack members undermining Kieran, making Samson feral more quickly, and killing three of the people so far, as well as the one who snuck out last night. “Do you need help, Reagan? I can be there late tonight.” “No, we’re good. We’re rooting them out. We think there are a couple more of them. Besides I still have Meady and Mody here.” “Who?” she asks. I snort. “Meadow called Asmodeus ‘Asy’. He thought Meady and Mody had a better ring to it. Obviously, I agree with him.”

My heart sank in my stomach and the cell shook in my grip. “I… I….I-” my voice broke apart like I faulty radio. I couldn't even coherently say anything. “Goodbye, you bi-” “Wait, no please don't hang up.” Sobs laced my voice. “I will do anything, please don't hurt him. Please.” There was an unsettling silence in the other end. Then the man with the disguised deep voice that I thought was only used by kidnappers in movies, spoke again. “The old SADE complex. Be there at midnight with 100bilion In pounds.”

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

BEEP BEEP BEEP my alarm goes off for training. wake up sleepy head I hear someone say. I turn and look around there is no one in my room but I could have swore,... I must be going crazy I think to myself. your not crazy I hear the voice say and that's when it dawn's on me, are you my wolf I ask? nice to officially meet you savannah, I'm Sadie and yes I'm your wolf .Today I turn 18 I met my wolf and I will find my mate, See I am a werewolf, my name is Savannah gold and I am from the gold moon pack. My father is alpha Damon gold, he is 6 foot 7 and has tan skin black hair and emerald green eyes, my mother Luna lucille gold is quite the opposite with a petite form at only 5 foot 2, fair skin, r