Stand User Novels & Stories

His eyes widen at my words. "You think we're a bunch of serial killers or something?" He chuckles. "No, but I have heard the rumors about how you guys are with girls. I'm not a one-night stand kinda a girl. Plus I'm nowhere close to ready for sex. I just want things clear before I go anywhere with any of you." "Just so you know, WE don't think of all girls as one-night stands. Some girls are worth more than that." He huffs and walks off.

“Minister?” I remained standing next to him, crossing my arms and looking directly at him in a somewhat relaxed position—too casual for someone who should be a king. He seemed too comfortable in the seat, which could easily accommodate a family of three. “Why don’t you sit down and relax a little, Layla? Your inner wolf would want that.” She nodded promptly. Of course, she’s number one fan of the great Lucien, the alpha. I thought, with a bitter feeling in my heart.

“And you are?” Stan straightened slightly. “Someone who just had dinner with her.” Aiden’s jaw clenched. “I asked who you are.” Stan held his ground. “Stan. I work under Riley.” Aiden’s eyes flicked to me again. Under. The word landed heavy. His fingers flexed against my skin. “Let her go,” Stan said. Aiden didn’t move. Stan’s brows drew together. “She doesn’t look comfortable.” I swallowed. “Stan. Please.” I pleaded softly.

Me: hey guys what have you been up too. Luke: Hey, busy comforting your friend.'.' Me: what happened this time? Wifey: Anna failed one of her modules again. >.< Me: how is she holding up? Luke: you should ask how am I, she is keeping me here since morning, listening to her regrets, I'm a student too you know?. It doesn't help if I fail a well. Me: hahaha couple goals. Wifey: hahaha that's right. Anna: why have enemies if I have friends that at my most vulnerable turn their backs, let alone my boyfriend.

the cacti replied sternly. "Are there any rebates for me?" Hue asked again. "I've been obedient as of late so, I believe there are rebates credited to my account. Oh yes, I did some social services in the human realm. That has been credited into my accounts as well, right?" The spiky needles on its head moved around, tweaked here and there for a while. Then, the cacti said, "Danny Stanford, Mira Henderson and other human cases, yes, all have been credited into your account including your aides. However, addition and deduction, your account still stays the same."

“Technical Integration Specialist, will be handling equipment syncing + installation compatibility. But you can ask me for anything sir, I’ll be willing to render any help at all.” “Any help at all?” I repeated, looking at him. He nodded eagerly, smiling. “Anything at all, sir! I’m your man.” Stupid. I looked to the next. Female. Shy looking, with dark glasses on. “My name is Tessa sir. I’ll be handling sample user data, tracking user experience flow and ensure we’re doing a good job satisfying your clients, sir.” Hmm. Sensible. The next. Last on the row.

Point of view: I am April Jane Santisima, a simple person but known as one of the brightest students in the school of St. Patrick Academy but name famous known not an Academy but a University. The owner change it when her Son manage it. I simply want to be able to study without being aggrieved, but why do they harass me every day? What wrong have I done to them so that they repeatedly bully me especially Karen who is a well-known queen bee or better known as the evil queen of the campus because of her bad behavior.

Justin announced, and just like that, everything was resolved, breakfast went back to normal. I think situations like this are what makes me admire Justin a lot. He was my gold standard for what a man should be; strong, calm, smart and protective. Who wouldn’t fall in love with a man like that? TBC!

I peeked through the opening. The amber-eyed man stood with his back to me, dressed entirely in black. Across from him was another man, roughly his age, equally intimidating, his arms folded across his chest. For the first time, the deep voice had a name. Sandro. His name is Sandro. Is he the same Alessandro I heard stories about? No, it can’t be. "So don't stand there pretending nothing happened, Sandro." The other guy continued. Sandro didn't even blink. "She wasn't safe at Raven."

“I was wondering what that awful smell was. Now I see it’s just a piece of trash who has run her mouth.” Seeing the noble and aloof Bella, the group timidly fell silent. One of the girls wanted to explain, but she was too frightened to utter a word. The server then spoke with a smile. “Mr. Moore has been granted top-tier membership today. His meal is complimentary. The ‘issue’ of him not affording the bill, as you suggested, will not occur.”