Slacker Book Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Are… are they your partners? I saw on social media that you’re dating three men.” I can’t help but chuckle. “Yes, they are,” I say, a mischievous smile spreading across my face. “And today, they’re here playing the characters from the book. Considering they insisted on coming.” I point to Demitri, introducing him with a playful edge, “This is Jackson, the Don.” Then, turning to Blake, I add, “This is Hunter, the stalker.” Finally, I gesture to Lucas, “And this is Dolton, the serial killer.” Her face lights up with excitement, her eyes wide. “Oh my god, can I get a picture with them? This is amazing!”

Skylar, on the other hand, looked like a shabby teenager, a total nerd, with milk stains still on his cheeks. I knew they were orphans, but it was certain that River had coddled him all his life. It showed. Letting go of her once I knew that she was absolutely fine, I moved forward and picked up the reciever, and he mirrored my action. "Hello Skylar, I am Xander King." I told him. "The asshole boss?" Skylar slapped his palm across his mouth as soon as he said it. I looked back at my PA with narrowed eyes. "Asshole boss?" I asked her.

This pack had actually nominated Skyler and Sven as our pack members so we were all like family. It was lunch time and we were all seated table by table. I, Skyler, Sven, and Logan were eating together. I must compliment that Logan and Skyler were getting properly and as for Sven acting dumb was his personality. "Are you okay?" Skyler asked as he munched the Pringles. I heaved out a heavy sigh and stared at him. Sure, I'm bothered about that Alpha Xander, Sky is talking about and I guess I need to talk about it with Logan.

As revolting as it was to think of having to be Jack at all, he’d made it seem like it was going to be impossible for Slate to fool Maura into thinking he was Jack, and Slate resented the idea that anyone thought him incapable of fooling the girl. It wasn’t like she was some mentally astute rocket scientist. She was a high school cheerleader, a dingy one at that, and he was pretty sure he could find a way to get the book back, if it was still in her house. He just needed to fool her into letting him in. “Hi,” one of the mages, a tall brunette with glassy blue eyes said. “What’s up?” “Yeah, you look like you have something on your mind, chief,” a dangerous-looking redhead said as she folded h

She replied breathlessly. It was good to see her fucking smile. "Kataleya is really a food monster who can eat lots and lots, instead of making her tummy big and round, her food vanishes into space!" Skyla added as she bit into her pizza, which was topped with a mix of vegetables and chicken. "Or what your aunty Raven used to think was that she had tiny alien-like insects inside of her tummy that ate all her food and didn’t allow her to grow." Scarlett added.

This has to be one of the most random groups I've ever seen inside these walls—Chad, Spencer, Bethany, two girls I remember being Bethany’s shadows back then who I can’t recall the names of, Mitchie and Lila, who were part of the book club alongside me, Brian Fetherston and… Jake Monroe? Jake was one of Chad and Spencer’s enemies while they were in high school. He frequently picked on them, trying to steal Spencer’s position as quarterback. They got into fights a few times that led to suspension for both of them—Chad, too, because he decided to play the hero and help his friend.

He said in a deep voice, "Why else would they be called haters and trolls? They're just trash. They have nothing to do and get a sense of superiority from cursing others. There's no need to care about them!" Hearing this, Jim couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I didn't know that you knew the slangs 'hater' and 'troll'." Skyler said with annoyance, "You think I'm as ignorant as you are, right? Anything else?" Jim was amused. "No. I was just wondering. Now that you're so busy, I forgive you for saying that I'm ignorant. I'll hang up now. Hurry home to accompany your wife." Skyler grunted. "Sure, but it's a pity you don't even have a wife. Just a hint. Lexie is still at my house."

The door was slightly ajar. I peeked in. Skylar was sitting at his desk, his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he read an ancient-looking leather-bound book. He looked so calm. He did not like a man planning a blood sacrifice. As if sensing me, he looked up. His emerald eyes–so like Tyler’s, yet so much deeper–softened instantly. "Aliyah," he said, closing the book. "You're supposed to be in the library." "I got bored," I said, stepping inside and closing the door behind me. "And I had an unpleasant visitor."

And now I had Theo—one of the triplets—clearly hating me. I turned around and flinched. I almost bumped into two girls standing behind me. “Hey! I’m Quinn,” one said with a bright smile. “I’m Skylar,” the other added. They were both pretty, with black hair and confident smiles. They wore strapless bras and black pants and looked like they belonged here. I didn’t say anything. Just stared. “Wow, you really went hard on Kika,” Quinn said, still smiling. “Thanks… I guess,” I muttered.

The only thing on my mind right now is fucking coffee, and I'm dying for a steaming cup with a blunt and a cigarette to match, all while sitting on the building's roof and letting the wind take me away. "I had no idea you were such an early bird." As I tiptoe past Scotty toward the kitchen, his deep, sleepy voice startles me. I come to a halt and turn to face him, leaning against the doorframe as a late rush floods my body. "Yeah, I have trouble sleeping. What's your excuse?" "I'm a hustler, Harley. I never fucking sleep. If there's money to be made, then I'm out fucking making it." He gets up from the couch, proudly flaunting his massive morning wood, which draws my attention and causes me