Seventeen #darling Novels & Stories

Until the right girl finally shows up wearing pink Vans and a heart big enough to hold the world. I’m home. And the dream that waited thirty-four years just smiled and went back to sleep. Its work is done. Seventeen Thursday, July 19, 2028 – 12:01 a.m. I turn seventeen exactly when the clock flips to midnight. No big party. No rented venue. Just the ridge, the pack, and the people who would burn the world down before they let it burn me. The bonfire is normal orange tonight (Seras promised to behave).

I moaned softly and he slide his tongue in my mouth. "Fine. I'll let you go" he whispered softly and I smiled. "Thanks babe" I giggled and pulled his lips into mine. DARRELL'S POV "Oh my God bro. This is actually beautiful, you've got great taste" I smiled softly. " Of course, I do. She deserves the best" "I agree with you. So when are you pooping the question?" "Tomorrow at her mom's wedding" "That is going to be romantic" he squealed and I rolled my eyes

As if on cue, Kelly and Lexi took the lead and chanted, "Kiss! Kiss!" The rest of the crowd followed, and the room became a chorus of encouragement. Despite a hint of shyness, Summer felt she should reciprocate this gesture of affection. Rising on her tiptoes, she planted a gentle kiss on James' cheek. The room was aglow with warm lights, and the moon hung high in the sky, casting its shimmering glow. It was destined to be a magical night filled with laughter and joy as everyone gathered to celebrate Summer's birthday that evening.

She was 19 and all the horrors of high school were over. Lars walked into the party with his friends and scoped out the scene. Dressed like he was, he demanded attention.

After she looked around and realized that she just bawled her eyes in front of so many people, her face reddened and she bit her lips in embarrassment. Damien noticed her embarrassed state and chuckled. He pulled her to him and leaned down till his mouth was directly by her ear. "Baby, you don't need to feel shy and embarrassed. Everyone here knows that you are mine!" He whispered. Ariel 's face turned redder till she was as bright as a tomato. "Stop it!" She chided Damien as she hit him on his chest aggrievedly. He chuckled. "Alright! I'm not teasing you anymore! You can stop being shy!" He cooed.

Raine watched Darrell walk back from the window in sweats and no shirt, chest muscles rippling, spattered with burnt honey-colored hair. He’d just proudly ‘claimed’ her and announced such a bizarre thing, after knowing her less than a week to his friends—friends who were apparently either werewolves or highly delusional studs—and all she could think was, Do not pinch me if I am dreaming.

Damien I found the photo tucked between old paperwork on my desk, a worn Polaroid from years ago. Arya and I, grinning like fools, drenched in rain with her hair plastered to her cheeks. I could almost hear the laughter, the careless chaos of that night,—sneaking out past curfew, splashing each other in puddles, stealing moments that felt infinite at seventeen.

she cried, waving the company’s phone as if it were a winning lottery ticket. I looked up, flour dusting my hands. “Crystal, please tell me this isn’t another TikTok trend.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s not a TikTok video. Look!” She shoved the phone in front of me. My breath caught as my eyes landed on the bold header: Invitation: Culinary Partnership Presentation – Marshall Foods International. My heart skipped. Once. Twice. I blinked at the words, convinced it had to be some elaborate prank. I let out a nervous laugh. “This isn’t real.”

Renee was flushed and fuming, her body twitching uncomfortably while her toes curled up. She could really go crazy! "Call me darling" "No." "Oh, I get it. You don't want that." Renee was left speechless—what the hell?! It had only been a while, but he was even worse now! Eventually, she caved in to her yearning. "Darling…" "What was that? I missed it." "Darling!" Renee repeated. Jasper was in a great mood, hearing exactly what he wanted to hear. His breathing was rushed as he leaned down to kiss her, and his breathing turned rush as he went on the attack again.

He raised his eyebrows, slightly lowered his head, and said to Harriet's eyes filled with playfulness, "Call me 'darling,' and I'll tell you." After hearing Delbert's slightly sinister and seductive words, Harriet's blush spread to her ears. Delbert had become increasingly mischievous since coming to Imperium. If that continued, she would get used to his mischief. However, curiosity got the better of her, so she had to obey his order. Harriet looked up at Delbert with curiosity, preparing to call him "darling." But at this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly interrupted them. "You lovebirds are flirting in broad daylight! Have you considered the feelings of us single people?"