Step It Up 2 Moose Novels & Stories

she asked, her voice sharp. "I'm not making a scene. I'm being serious. I've got things to do, so I'll leave you all to it." With that, I turned and walked out of the room, not looking back. As soon as I took a few steps, the murmurs started behind me. "Joseph is so dramatic." "Hugo and Luna's video blew up, and our studio got a lot of sponsorships. That's a good thing! Why make a fuss over it?" "I know, right?"

My friend continued quickly, "Not Chris, obviously. It's the rich heir her mom picked. That witch even turned her nose up at you. There's no way she would ever accept someone like Chris. "I heard Chris was going to spike Sonia's drink and have his way with her. Her mother found out and drove him out of Imperia. Still, Chris' failed stunt gave her inspiration. She set Sonia and that rich heir up, then had reporters splash it across the headlines to force the marriage through. "I knew that woman was ruthless the moment I saw her." My friend clicked his tongue. I smiled faintly, as though I had merely heard an interesting story in passing. The fates of those people had nothing to do with me any

Just a man looking up at the woman who is carrying his child with an expression I have never seen on his face. No calculation. No cold assessment. No managed impression. Just Richie Moore, completely without armor, receiving something enormous. He says one thing. "Are you alright?" Not what does this mean for the contract. Not how long have you known or why didn't you tell me sooner. Not anything about himself at all. Are you alright. "Yes," I say. He nods. Slowly. Taking it in. Then he stands back up. Straightens his jacket. Looks at me with the new version of his face.. the one that has been under construction for weeks.

I pacified, causing her to squeal. Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus filled the entire house, catching mom’s attention. “Are you having a party? That explains it. My boy is so groooooooown….” Her squeals filled the speaker, and I had to remove the phone from my ear because I was still in dire need of my ears and sense of earring. “Let me not keep you. Bye.” Doo Doo Doo! Yahoo. That’s Adelaide Rhodez for you. About two hours later, with my Kindle in hand and my back against the bed, there was a loud bang on my door, so loud and violent enough that my heart leaped into my chest.

Esther POV; I had run into Dayos room screaming like a maniac, and after sharing my cockroach problem with him, I could very visibly see him battling laughter. As if that was not enough, thunder struck, making me to scream and jump in fear and with the second strike, I flung myself at him in fright. I look up after realizing I have the side of my face on his chest and my arms around his waist. Although, I am shaking with fear, I want to confirm I haven't over stepped my boundaries . My heart skips beats when I look up. As my eyes get locked with his. His captivating dark iris. I can't help but stare at them.

I focused on the feel of my paw pads springing against the wet dirt, on the distant rumble of thunder, and didn’t let myself imagine holding Scarlett close, my chin pressed to her hair, my hands twining in hers… My heart panged. I missed her so much. It didn’t take long to find the rogue camp. Roughly built out of fallen logs and held together with gnarled rope, the huts sat in a skewed circle in a small clearing. It was hidden well within the forest, set back a few acres from the edge we’d entered through, but it still seemed ballsy to me. Moose Creek – and I – were renowned for being the biggest, baddest wolves on the block. Scratch that – we were the biggest, baddest wolves in the whole d

Jerry and I stalked around it. The moose groaned, ducked its horn, and charged at Jerry. It was too slow because of its shoulder injury. His wolf darted out of its way, then came at him from the side and bit hard into its flank. I wasted no time and lunged at his neck, ending its life. The moose fell to the ground with a loud thud. Its blood stains the green grass around it, like a blanket of perfect crimson.

"Seriously. But I'll check before you turn in, then zip it up tight so nothing can get inside. Just let me grab something from the truck—I've got repellent." He left her there by the fire. So she'd rather deal with a killer? Well, let's see how she felt about mice. He went to the truck and dug out the little cage where the mouse was waiting. He pulled it out and carried it in his hand. He unzipped Diana's tent and stalled for a while, pretending to check that everything was clear. Then he let the mouse loose inside her sleeping bag and stepped back out. "All set! Everything's clear." She came over with a grateful smile and touched his arm again. Such a tease—luring him in with those touches,