Something's Gotta Give All Time Low Novels & Stories

Why can't you understand me? "The person with the higher salary gets to make the decisions at home. You're working at a design institute, but you get paid peanuts. Since you have to rely on me to survive, you have to understand that you're the one who can't leave David and I." I did not want to listen to them judging me again, so I got up to go back to my room. "Everything you say is right." Shane took a deep breath, his voice sounding hoarse. "Ayla, why do you always give me that half-dead attitude whenever we argue? Don't you care about how I feel?"

I blurted out desperately. “Not you?” Jenson let out a cold sneer, then pulled out a thick stack of bank statements and slammed them onto the table. “Then take a look at this! This is the card I gave you, and this is almost a year’s worth of transactions! Sunshine Club, Golden Splendor… "Every single transaction ran into the thousands, even tens of thousands! Estelle, do you even know how much I make in a month? You’ve been taking my hard-earned money to fund your time with these male escorts?”

All that work, all that money. Carson felt guilty again. He said, "I know." "I'm sorry too. "I never meant for things to get this bad." Tom spoke up. "Well, if you ask me," he added, "better to call it off now than to go through with something that ain't right." The other staff members agreed and nodded,Margaret was a thorn on their flesh even. Carson felt grateful all at once that they understood. "Thank you," he replied. "That means a lot."

"You're a good man, Julian. Sophia doesn't know how fortunate she would have been to marry you." I hugged them with misty eyes and smiled. "It's alright. If I can't be your son-in-law, I can still be like a son to you. In the future, I'll still look after you both." Gavin and Allison finally smiled through their tears and ultimately agreed with my decision. I remembered the second wish in Sophia's diary. That should count as fulfilling it, right? The time machine would only allow me to stay here for thirty-six hours. Now, there was one last wish to fulfill.

After our pack lost the war, the survivors spent two years on the run. In the third year, the Wolf Council passed a decree allowing us to be absorbed into new packs. But there was a catch—we had to pass the Trials, a specialized test designed to test our physical fitness, reflexes, and overall abilities. Those who passed would be accepted. Those who didn't would be cast out as rogues for good. One month before the Trials, Vera Cross burst into the gathering, her voice trembling with excitement. "Everyone, stop preparing! I got a spell from a witch—just chant it in your head during the Trials, and you'll pass for sure!" She grinned and pulled out a record. "My friend Lily already took these e

Wow! True to my words I did get busy with some TV shows, but not true to his words... Jason 10pm, became 11pm.. 12pm... 1am.. 2am... I couldn't keep tab of the time anymore, cause I fell asleep. Why does it feel like.... my honeymoon just went down the hill.

I took a deep breath and unblocked a number. Christmas was meant to be the day the Lowe and Coleman families celebrated our engagement. That was when I'd be giving Tessa a gift she'd never forget.

“Thank you, love.” Maddison's call came in and Clara added her to the call. “Hi babies. Were you guys enjoying any gist behind my back? That’s $10 from each of you.” They all burst into laughter. Maddison had that rule set in high school, they weren’t allowed to have juicy gists without the third person present, whoever it was. If anyone did, they had to pay a fine to the third person, whoever it might be. Fortunately for Maddison she was always late on gists so she ripped them alone. It was her scamming scheme.

"Explain what, exactly? Will you explain to me why you spent years being sweet on Yvonne while dating me on the side? Will you explain why you've been playing me like a fool for seven years?" My voice got louder with each word. By the end of it, I was practically screaming. Charles was silent for a moment. Then, he said hoarsely, "Cindy, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please give me one more chance…" "Enough!" I'd had enough. "Charles, we are done. Completely done! Don't ever come into my life again!" Without hesitation, I ended the call and turned to see Anna looking at me with concern. I smiled at her. "Come on. I'm going to get a haircut." I wanted a fresh start.

She watched in awe as the music started drifting through the room and he stepped up to the microphone and began singing Now and Forever by Richard Marx. Hearing him singing about love, pledging his love for her, promising to be her man until the end of time brought tears to her eyes. When the men behind him joined in on the chorus, some of their voices off-key, some singing beautifully, she was bawling her eyes out. At the end of the song, Darius set the guitar down and walked to her, pulling a small box from his pocket as he knelt on the bed of rose petals.