Shi Mei Novels & Stories

Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

Mattias would always have my heart, my heart belongs to him and him only. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Beau… Mr. Beau,” he replied, extending a hand. I shook it, surprised by how firm his grip was, and I felt a slight tingling at the contact. “Nice to meet you, Beau. I’m Shimma,” I said. “Nice to meet you too, Mrs Shimma.” He said, his gaze becoming intense, making it hard to look at him. I felt my cheeks warm under his stare and I took a step backward.

Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

Mr beautiful brown eyes immediately come to my mind. As if he could hear my thoughts he showed up immediately after I thought about him. "Where's your friend?" He asked as soon as he got to my table. "She left with her mate. Why? Are you interested in her?" I ask him. "No I'm not but I am interested in miss's rude mouth here," he says. "Sorry but she's not available," I replied. I guess my reply was not the best thing to say to him because he growled immediately after I said I wasn't available. He bends down and brings his face very close to me.

Missy agreed as she took my hand, rubbing herself against me as she stood up. “I have no doubt I will,” I assured them as I went for the more obvious choice of sushi to start us off. I leaned over Sheila, taking the sushi from her lips. I’d barely gotten to swallow it before she was kissing me. I swallowed her moan as Missy at one of the pieces from her breast to tease her nipple. Fuck, it’s like I’m in a porno, and damn, am I loving it. I smiled, nipping at Sheila’s lips before I ate the pieces along her arm.

Without hesitation, she crossed the stream and sat next to him, feeling like a little child again. “Would you like to hear a song?” he asked. His voice radiated peace. So much peace. Suzanne nodded her head eagerly, “Yes please.” Then he began to sing the song of life, and every note he sang filled her with love, joy and peace. She did not want the song to end. But it did. “My Lord, “ she did not know how else to address him, “please, can you sing some more?” He smiled, shook his head and gently patted her on the head. Suzanne had never felt so much love coming from a person’s touch. And then she realized who HE was. HaShem.

Wait… what? I decided to return to the venue, and just as I arrived, Ms. Akeshia came in with her fiancé, Sir Asher. “Did you organize this, Gianna?” Ms. Akeshia asked. “We worked together,” I answered. “Wow. I love it,” she added. I couldn’t help but feel happy. “Thank you,” I said. She surprised me by placing a hand on my shoulder. “What are you doing? I’m not that old for you to say ‘po,’ right? Just call me Akeshia,” she smiled.

Was she upset that the seamstress spoke? “Teyana,” I called her by her name.. She makes eye contact with me for the first time since I entered, revealing a silver eye color. It was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. “I am Sincere.” She lowers her head, giving me a bow before looking over at Lana. Lana stands off to the side of the overly large changing room. I could tell she was annoyed by our interaction. “Do you… like movies?” It was a lame start to a conversation, I know, but so far, this was the only thing I could work with.