Short Story With Metaphors And Similes

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....

I don't kick up a fuss when Jasper Sutton's childhood sweetheart once again takes my spot in the front passenger seat. Instead, I obediently head to the backseat to sit with his good friend, Jonathan Clayton. When we drive along a bumpy road, my knee brushes against Jonathan's toned thigh. I deliberately leave it there, and he doesn't move. We stop for a break at a rest area. Jasper's childhood sweetheart clings to him as they head to the restroom. As soon as the door is shut, Jonathan grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. As I descend into the throes of passion, I can't help thinking it's no wonder people like to cheat.

"Don't you dare touch her!" She heard that voice on the first day of college when some seniors were ragging her. she was annoyed but couldn't have it anyway. "What did you say???" one of the seniors yelled at that guy. He got in front of her. Blocking her way between seniors. "Are you deaf???" he was her classmate but he can speak that was a new one. "Don't you know me??? I can make your life hell." he held her hand and was going to take her away when one of them attacked him. She got scared but he was beating them as something had gotten into him. She was standing numb and after he was done fighting they left the place. He was injured and she wanted to take her to medical but he wasn't in a mood. She got into a cab and rushed back home. She didn't even know his name. She couldn't even say thank you. she didn't realize he was going to be her destiny.

As Quinn gets closer to her 18th birthday, power that is beyond comprehension begins to make its appearance in the most inconvenient way. Labeled a “freak” and the undesired future Luna of her pack, she seeks refuge at a neighboring pack. What she’s not expecting? That everything she has even known about her parents and life has been a lie. Quinn decides to stay with the neighboring pack with some familiar faces as she learns and explores the power that she beholds. She will soon learn that not only her pack but also the ones that surround her will depend on her ability to harness her power and be able to use it against a lingering threat.

My father sold me out, I hate my family and hatred is slowly taking over my life. I was forced into a marriage that I didn't want with a billionaire. My pride couldn't bear his arrogance and cold-heartedness demeanor so I ran away wishing to not get caught. -"I might not want to be a part of this marriage but why don't you?" he asked in a husky voice. -"Why can you not want it but I can't, that is why I despise you, Shawn." I spat out. He grabbed my hand pulling me to his chest as he aimed for my lips, I wanted to back away but his firm grip wouldn't let me. He tried to invade my mouth but I didn't grant him entry so he bit my lip which caused me to yelp and that was his chance to deepen the kiss as he held my waist pinning me to his body.

I had been married to Rick Clinton for five years, and we had tried every possible way to have a child, but nothing worked. Later, Rick’s mistress, his secretary, became pregnant. Rick proposed a divorce, but we couldn’t agree on the division of assets. The next day, I was murdered by my husband and his mistress. Reborn a week before my death, I looked at the test results in my hand that confirmed Rick’s Azoospermia and smiled.

"GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" I claimed our Alpha as my mate, he insulted and rejected me in front of the whole pack, resisting the mate bond. "GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" He said, and even with his cruel words, my wolf whined and cried out to him. Getting sold later for a few pennies was the worst heartbreak I could ever wish for. But not until I got a second chance at love with the Howling Alphas. Being mated to 2 Alphas isn't a problem. But there are more and they're all fighting for my attention. With war looming amongst the werewolf clan and plentiful revelations from the Moon Goddess, I'm presented as the solution to the ultimate problem, but that would mean even more pain for me. Will my mates choose me over their pack and the entire werewolf clan, even though they have little or no choice in the matter? Yet, with the ongoing chaos, someone is still staking his claim on me. Who is this man?

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE ELEMENTS, SUITABLE ONLY FOR READERS AGED 18 AND ABOVE. Read at your own discretion. Blaze Arden Vaughn is an heir to a huge empire. An ace student of the medical faculty. Exceptionally handsome, sweet, and nice. His name signifies fire but his heart is as cold as ice. Ace Daxton Anderson is a known 'one-night stand' guy and bi. A gang leader who won't back down from a gang fight and is not afraid to be bruised just to prove his point. Both have their own territory, not knowing each other's existence. Until the day the Ice Prince fixed his cold gaze on the very hot gang leader on the field. "You want me that bad... your eyes were screaming it out loud..." Blaze announced with his challenging tone. A calm smile adorned his face, making Ace's jaw clench while their gazes locked. "I can smell your desire even from afar..." Blaze continued with a very subtle smirk, making Ace grit his teeth. "Who would not? You are Blaze Arden Vaughn. The epitome of perfection. Everybody's dream guy" Ace sarcastically responded, a smirk grazed his lips. His jaw clenched in annoyance not with Blaze but with himself. "So Ace Anderson, want to try, a Blaze Arden Vaughn for tonight?" Blaze smirked as he casually asked. A one-night stand offered by the cold Blaze Arden Vaughn, just one night of pleasure… one night of curiosity.

LOVE is something we always hope for and DEATH is something we're always afraid of, but what would a couple do when they are in between love and death? Ylisha, in one glance she looks like an ordinary woman but who knows what identity she really has? What if the girl you loved the most will kill crave to kill you? What prevaricates will transpire between two lovers? Will you let yourself die in your lover's hand? Or fight back and kill each other till the end?" This is my very first book, kindly tell me if you found some errors and feel free to tell me your honest opinions. And I hope you give my story a chance to read. Wishing you'll like it. Thank you. :)Happy reading. God bless you Keep safe.

Katherine trusted the love of her life so much that she declined the offer placed on a platter of gold by her parents to marry Cross the oldest son of the richest family in town, even when they threatened to disown her. Instead, she kept a huge sum of money with her boyfriend whom she trusted so much, she decided to elope with her boyfriend only to find out that she has been both emotionally and financially scammed by the person she trusted the most, leaving her stranded, she had no choice than to become the prodigal daughter who crawls back to her family but they refuse to go back on their words. Left with only two choices, either to live a lowly and finance less life or beg Cross whom she hated to marry her. But Cross also has his own rules, If he is going to accept her. Will she choose to live a lowly and broke life and work her way back to the top for revenge or can she cope with marrying Cross while planning her revenge?