Status Shuffle On Fb Novels & Stories

Novas POV "Hi daddy, hey Max. What's up?" Goddess how stupid was that? Mental face-palm. I can't believe I'm standing in front of them naked. Max does an actual face-palm and my dad looks away. Granted it's not exactly the first time, as shifters being nude is normal for us. Just not exactly in these types of circumstances. "Goddess Nova, get some clothes on please." My dad says. "Please." Max adds.

Shanelle POV I sat on my bed the next morning, clutching my phone tightly in my hands. The screen displayed a seemingly never-ending stream of notifications, each one more anxiety-inducing than the last. My heart raced as I watched my video from the frat party trend across social media platforms. It was as if people couldn't get enough of it, sharing it from one corner of the internet to another. And with each share, a flood of comments and feedback poured in, all directed at me.

Now that he is so close to me I can see light flickers shattered at the bridge of his nose and checks adding to his attractiveness. Once I realized our position I immediately straightened up and moved a step back. I opened my mouth searching for words to say but nervousness had rendered me speechless and let's not talk about my racing heart. I won't be surprised if these beautiful species could hear the harsh and loud thumping of my heartbeat. Control yourself, Hope... I gulp nervously, trying to steady my unsteady heart before I decide to initiate the conversation first. There is no way I can tolerate more of this awkwardness.

Within the brief period of ten minutes, the buzz was as high as over three million, with over thirty million shares and forty million likes! The Facebook page lagged so much that the system was paralyzed! Inside the private room, the atmosphere inside the room was frozen to the extreme. The expressions on Zayne and Chace’s faces were dark and gloomy. They had no idea how they should describe their mood at the moment, nor did they know how to comfort Zivon. Even though they were shocked by the twist of the event, one moment they were boasting how perfect Jenna was and that Zivon should cherish her. The next second they knew...

The shop assistant hurriedly took out her phone and opened a Facebook group chat, named "Stella's Die-Hard Fans". The group chat members were very active, and the shop assistant's message had already been buried. It took her a while to scroll back up to find the picture she had sent. Stella looked natural and great in the picture the shop assistant took. She did not edit the picture to make Stella look ugly. She had even sent two text messages after she posted the picture.

Marshall recollected himself and said in a gentle tone, "No, I'm free for the whole day. But it's not fun to ride a heavy bike with all the traffic. Let's wait until nighttime to ride it in a circuit." Stella smiled. "Let's have lunch and rest for a while, then." Marshall was flustered by that smile and even his ears felt a little warm. He looked away and coughed lightly. "Sure, let me make a call to have the bike ready." "Okay." When Marshall walked away, Stella took out her phone and uploaded the pictures she took on the helicopter to Facebook, along with a parachute emoji. Then, she switched to her other account and forwarded her own post to some Facebook pages, trying to "smear" her own

"Fine. I'll go take a look." After I changed into sterile scrubs and entered the operating room, the doctor leading the emergency treatment looked at me as if I were their only hope. "Dr. Westcott, the patient has lost too much blood. She's already in shock!" The comments exploded with panic. "His wife already took the fake death drug. Of course her heartbeat is weak. Her heart might stop any second!" "I feel so bad for this guy. His wife cheated on him, and now they're going to send him to prison too!"