Sid X Andy Novels & Stories

If he gets Andy back to me, he can protect both of us. “Excuse me, ma’am.” Andy tugs on Selene’s toga, oblivious to the tension in the air between the two dominant goddesses. Selene looks down, distracted by the interruption. Saint tries to nudge Andy, but the little boy waves him off. “M-my name is Andy Latmus Briland and… and I-I know you. I’ve seen you in my dreams. I-I just want to tell you that you’re even more beautiful in real life.”

It was a digital ad for a new "Neurological Wellness Center." The face on the ad was Silas. He was smiling, his eyes hidden behind expensive glasses. The text below his face read: Healing the Past. Securing the Future. He wasn't hiding. He was the city. Julian saw the ad too. His grip on the wheel tightened until the plastic began to crack. "He’s waiting for us," Julian said. "He knows we have nowhere else to go." As we pulled into a dark alleyway behind the library, the car’s radio suddenly flickered to life. It wasn't music. It was a rhythmic, scratching sound—the sound of a pen on parchment.

While I went to go sit with our friends. The guys were looking at me inquisiviely, while Summer was on her phone. I knew she was still ignoring me. "So, you and Six, huh?" Wes wiggled his eyebrows. "There's nothing going on with Six and I," I sighed. "Many people would beg to differ since he's paying so much attention to you," Cash commented. "You see, I only got here three days ago. How was I supposed to know that?" I argued.

Chapter 20: A Trader's Family Sydney I take a seat behind my desk. Silas and I are still in our workout clothes from tryouts. Elder Joseph is glaring at me. His two adult sons, Ralph and Vance, are glaring at him. Ralph's son Ambrose is standing at attention like a soldier waiting for orders, and of course, Vance's daughter Amber is cowering behind her father like a wet dog. At least that horrible perfume has been washed off.

My voice reverberates through the space, shaking the very walls. Adam turns his head lazily, his lips curling into a smirk. “Oh, great. The hero has arrived,” he mocks, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Zoe!” Ryder’s anguished cry pierces the tension as he spots her crumpled form on the floor. He rushes to her, his movements frantic, and drops to his knees. “Zoe, talk to me! Please!” I take another step forward, my golden eyes locked on Adam. Piper tries to speak, but before she can, Adam’s grip tightens around her neck.

As I turned, I just happened to bump into someone, causing me to drop my Physics book to the floor. My eyes rolled to the heavens. Have I been cursed with cliche plots!? What the f*ck is this?! "Oh. Sorry." The guy in front of me said and he bent down to pick it up. But even as he kneeled, I could still see his face. He's Xander Andrew Lewis. The Vice President of the student council. He's known for being the hot one with his messy black hair and light blue eyes. Xander is also known for his happy go lucky attitude and his charming smiles. On the plus side, he's very athletic. Even way better than Sheen. Unfortunately, he doesn't sign up for the team. Some say that he is overqualified to be

I clicked on one if the search results. 'Xavier and Xander Anderson, otherwise known as Anderson brothers. They aren't twins as people think they are, but immediate brothers. Final year students in the prestigious Ambrose high school, with their mom late and dad a successful business tycoon," the report read. They don't have a mum?? That puts us on the same page then.

He smirked. Andy's face flushed. “Fuck you, man, ” he spat. “I thought you'd be dead by now following your last scandal. It did break you badly that you traveled out of the country. I'm surprised to see that you survived.” Andy eyed him, his envy dipped in green. “I'm a lot stronger than you think, Andy,” Tyler smirked. “Yeah, right.” Andy grinned. Taking a step closer, he kept his eyes on Tyler. “Does Sophie know? Is she aware of everything?” He asked, his voice drawn into a whisper.

he said, still looking at me. "Well, what's your name?" she asked, looking at me, I looked at Harris to find him looking at me too, his eyes ordered me to answer her, I looked at her she smirked. "I'm Andy" I said my eyes traveled from hers to Harris, I took my mask off, his eyes widened, looking at me, he wasn't expecting this at all, he looked away from me, he didn't like it that it was me, the look on his face made me remember our closeness, when we were dancing, and things he was saying tonight, before this girl appeared, he wasn't pleased about it at all.

Only then will I consider trusting you. Andy shrugged and replied, "Very well." He raised his hand to the sky and swore solemnly that his purpose was as stated and that he meant no harm to the group. Satisfied with the oath, Adrian nodded, his wariness easing slightly. The others remained astonished, still unable to understand why Andy would seek their company. "So, may I ask your name, my friend?" Andy asked, his gaze fixed on Adrian. "Adrian," he replied with a faint smile. "Great! Then I'll call you Adrian, and you can call me Andy. No need for formalities," Andy said casually.