Someone Like You Novels & Stories

Maya cleared her throat and said, "Jack, Cindy is gravely mistaken about me. I don't know why she hates me or treats me the way she does but I am confident that I can win her over. I really need you now Jack and if I have to become friends with Cindy for her to finally see that I'm harmless, I'm willing to do it. Please convince Cindy to become friends with me. We can all go out together tomorrow. We can play bowling in our favorite sport. I promise that I will use that opportunity and make Cindy like me. Jack please, convince Cindy for me because I have no other choice left."

Georgina questioned. "Can I find someone like that?". I arched a skeptical brow. "I think you know someone like that." She grinned knowingly then rose to her feet. "I'm glad to be of help." She walked to the door. "Thanks sweetheart." I called out to her. She had helped me narrow down my choices - which I didn't have - to one. Thinking about it made me break out in a cold sweat. It wasn't going to go well but she was my only hope right now. Karma... The biggest bitch of all.

-------- On the other hand, specifically in a place that looks luxurious and affluent in the house of Zain Al-Din, this young man stands with his huge body and handsome masculine features in the middle of the garden of the house, holding a glass of wine in one hand and the other hand holding his cigarette that never leaves him. He was contemplating roses, knowing that he did not like them, but he liked to contemplate them, he liked the calm and could not bear the noise and noise. His contemplation was interrupted by the ringing of his phone, he roared in annoyance, to take out his phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, turned his eyes, and answered coldly in his manly, hoarse voice: "w

I hope the seasons magic don't skip me. *************************************** Complement of the season to you all and a happy new year in advance❤️. We have just two more chapter to complete "LIKE A BROTHER". I hope you are excited. I hope we have our own mantras we use to remind ourselves that life is worth living or something to always hold unto when things gets hard. Cause believe it or not, the hurdles will eventually pass. Thanks for reading and don't forget to drop a vote❤️.

"Will be educational. For you. Survivable for me." "I'm asking you to help me find out who I am. Whether I'm the person who destroys what he loves because he can't survive its freedom. Or whether I'm—" He stopped, the possibility emerging. "Whether I'm someone else. Someone who can want your happiness without being the reason. Someone who can be family without the trap." "And if you're the first person? The destroyer?"

As he turned around, he reminded the housekeeper, "Take good care of my Luna Alice and never let her bump into something." The housekeeper and the servants whispered enviously, "Alpha Lucian is so nice to Luna Alice..." "How I wish I had a mate like Alpha Lucian in my life." I listened quietly, a hint of self-mockery flashing in my eyes and I once thought I had found the best mate in the world, but now I understand that it was just a carefully crafted lie.

The word 'Daddy' made something twist painfully in Daggy's chest because Lincoln wasn't her father and now Daggy was terrified that the real father was about to surface. She sat down beside Britty and pulled her into her lap, breathing in her daughter's familiar scent and trying to hold onto the one thing in her life that still felt real and uncomplicated. "He had to go to a meeting, baby," Daggy said softly. "But he'll be back soon." Britty nodded and cuddled closer, her small fingers gripping Daggy's shirt. "That man from yesterday, the one who helped us. I don't know why it feels like I know him. Mama, who was he?"

I knew I was supposed to tell him, but it's not something I'm proud of, so why announce another unpleasant accomplishment. “I'm sure there's got to be a reason.” He's been patient, he's always listened to me. Of course, I pay him, but sometimes I wish he was a friend like Keegan. Keegan listens to me, even stands me while I struggle but talking to Dr Solomon gives me peace. Feeling relieved that I'm not a monster. Perhaps he is an outsider and when he assures me of my state, I am relieved.

That’s when a hand slid to my waist. Not aggressive. Not crude. Just there. I turned slightly and found a tall man smiling down at me. Dark hair. Easy grin. Nice eyes. He leaned in just enough for me to hear him. “Hi,” he said. “I’m Mason.” I smiled politely and shifted, easing his hand away. “Hi.” He didn’t seem offended. Just amused. “You look like you’re having fun.” “I am.” “Mind if I join you?” It felt harmless. That’s what I told myself.

Nick turns to her completely upset about what he just heard. “I am sorry, my assumption is wrong,” she apologizes with a smile. Nick couldn’t hold his frown any longer so he smiled. “Yes, you are wrong,” he nods, “I don’t like popular and beautiful girls, I like smart and kind ones,” Nick wanted to add ‘like you’ but he stopped there for the best. “So you don’t like anyone currently?” she asks out of personal curiosity. “Of course, I like someone but I’ll leave it for your guess because you are good in that right,” he teases her.