Short Classic Novels & Stories

Diane is so nice it's almost too good to be true and her friendship with Kiara is so cherished❤️sooo cute. Love you guys 🦋❤️

"They say it's one thing to woo with passion, but Harold? He's set a new standard. He showers Anita with endless gifts and never misses a chance to sing her praises. Oh, to be blessed by the Moon Goddess with a love like that!" I stood there, watching the clerk as she enthusiastically processed my paperwork to leave the pack, all the while gushing about the epic romance between Harold and me. Her eyes were full of envy, but inside, I could not help but feel the sting of irony. Harold had always been nothing but wonderful to me. A decade ago, during the Hunting Festival, I found myself lost in the ancient rhythms of the pack dancing by the light of the bonfire. Harold could not take his eyes

"Sorryyyy... I have been held up with the whole Gina thing..." She frowns at the mention of Gina. "Sorry..." Marcelo decides to light up the mood. "Would it be weird if I asked you two ladies out for some coffee?" "I'm going back home and it's like a six-hour drive. So, I'm sorry. I'll pass the offer." Karla frowns. "Pleeeeease... It won't take that long I promise." ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ I feel like a third-wheel on this date.

Soft. Warm.

rule had been replaced by a chaotic, loud celebration of total recklessness. ​Sarah was currently standing on the plush velvet sofa, trying to teach a very uncoordinated Vince how to do a TikTok dance, her laughter ringing out over the heavy bass. Vince had lost his tie hours ago and was now wearing his dress shirt half-unbuttoned, looking like he’d finally deleted every spreadsheet in his brain. ​"I’m telling you!" Sarah shouted, swaying dangerously. "Hannah is... she’s the legend! To freedom!" She took another shot, slamming the small glass onto the table with a triumphant grin.

I said because that's the original and I can bet that it will taste good. "So plain.. do you trust me?" He asked suddenly and I turned to him raising my eyebrows. "No." "Well.. I see you're the type of person who always pick to stay on their comfort zone. Katsu curry rice.. that's so mainstream. I have a really good combination that I made 3 months ago.. do you trust me?" "No.. I don't trust you so just order me my plain and boring katsu curry rice." I hissed coldly and he looked at me flatly.

Albert insisted her to call him 'dad' to which she gladly agreed. Out of the remaining three Cartier brothers, Denver was the mature and understanding one, Elvis was shy and quite but also witty and sarcastic. Lastly, James was funny and friendly who also had a way with words. James shared some of Calvin's secrets with her. His exact words were, "Calvin loves eating, it's his hobby. Though he tries to act tough, he actually cried while watching the Titanic. In short, he's like a big teddy bear," he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "even though he looks like Annabelle."

There were neat, small sticky notes poking out from almost every single chapter. I opened to the first marked page. In Maverick’s handwriting, there was a note that read: “Does page 14 mean the data moves faster if you shorten the string? Let me know if I got that right.” I stared at the note, my heart feeling so light that I felt like a teenager again. I looked up at him, completely stunned. "Maverick... did you buy a coding textbook?"

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the first sentence he said really made my heart interested to listen solemnly. "My dear, you know how worried I am for your situation? I'm afraid that all this time it turns out you are not living happilyfive years ago, we had a special relationship until there was no day without us together. I know you when I accidentally dropped a drink while we were both partying at the Lausanne resort. You are with your friends, and I are with my friends."