Novel & Cerita Stuck With You Ali Hazelwood

It was entirely soundproof. Hazel set her purse down on the marble counter. Her hands were shaking violently as she ripped open the cardboard box. She pulled the plastic stick out of the foil wrapper. She didn't let herself think. She didn't let herself process the sheer, terrifying magnitude of what she was doing. She just followed the instructions on the box. When she was finished, she set the white plastic stick flat on the dark marble counter. Wait three minutes. Hazel backed away from the sink until her spine hit the heavy wooden door. She slid slowly down the wood until she was sitting on the cold tile floor, pulling her knees tightly up to her chest.

"Hazel. Come back! Yes, I planned to push you down. Why are you so close to Ivan? I like him!” Hazel came back with a long wooden stick in hand. “What...what do you want to do? “Karla looked at the stick fearfully. “Do you plan to save me with that stick? Then hand it to me.” Hazel looked at her with no sign of emotion. She used the stick to reach the strap of the camera bag and got it back. She took the camera and looked down at Karla. "I ask, you answer." “You...” Karla looked at her angrily. With the fact that she was slipping down again, she rushed and said, “Okay. You can ask.”

He stood up straight and challenged me, staring at me sharply, "You will never succeed in tricking me. I know you still really want her. Remember Chris, a woman who cheats will always be a bitch who is easily influenced by desire. You should be happy to have a wife like Adelle who is very noble and flawless." We stared at each other sharply. There will be no bright spot for this hostility to return to normal. He thinks that is normal. I also don't deny it! My feelings are that I still want to get Beatrice. But, if the best way for her is to be with someone else, what can I do? "Grandpa, Zoe is here" Yola melted our tension. I went to the side garden to get some fresh air. My cell phone rang

The lock clicked softly. The door slowly opened and a man stepped inside. At first, panic shot through me. But then I recognized him. “Justin?” I breathed out in shock. He quickly shut the door behind him. “Keep your voice down,” he whispered urgently. “What are you doing here?” I asked, confused. Justin looked thinner than the last time I saw him. His clothes were dirty and there was a healing cut near his jaw. “I’m here to get you out.” I froze. “What?”

I will block you for twenty-four hours. I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering. I could send one sentence and shatter their calm morning across two continents. Adrian proposed. Sebastian is his half brother. A combination strong enough to make Hazel quit her job and Rhea shatter a wine glass at work. But imagining their reactions live felt so much more… fitting. Jasmine: [I’ll tell you when you get here. In person. With alcohol. And maybe a defibrillator.] Hazel sent a sticker of a screaming woman.

Hedley peeked through it, she rested her hands on her waist on top of the bed while Hailey was biting her nails gross enough that ticked him off. Since Ace was the toughest of the three, she turned the music volume higher than it already was and tried to continue the dance where she left off. Quinn threw the side mirror towards her bluetooth speaker to get attention-specifically hers. Ace stopped dancing and went down from bed to confront him. "What? did I dance that bad?" "You really play dirty do you?" He sneered at her. "Yes she does," Hailey second the motion. "See that mirror? want to end up like that?"

Turning around, Alessio could see the devious glint of her eyes at the sight of him, his hands getting clammy at the thought of what she had in store. Getting in the car, she told him to drive to one of her brother's nightclubs, Alessio's eyebrows rising in surprise at the location. He knew she knew that all the men there were her brother's and would no doubt recognize her as well and inform him. But maybe that was her plan all along. Without a word, he put the gear into reverse before driving down the road, picking one of her brother's 12 nightclubs and pulling into the parking lot. He watched her pull on her stilettoes from the rear-view mirror before she refreshed her blood-red lipstick.

“You claimed you saw Adam’s niece in his bed, right?” “Don’t take out your anger in me. I didn’t insult you.” Alice insinuated. “No one would witness such and not get enraged.” “Alice, shush!” Hazel interposed. What you did there today was absolutely unnecessary! You acted like you were mentally deranged, Ally! You disgraced the three of us and it made zero sense. You made a lot out of nothing." Hazel stressed on her last words. “You didn’t meet them fucking and even if you did, have you guys exchanged rings? The best you could do was walk away, Alice. Come on.”

His face stays neutral, as mine must turn a different shade. “Sir?” he says, and I shake my head out of my stupor. The next moment my heart falls to the floor as I see some one being rolled out on a stretcher, only this person is covered in a sheet. “No! Please no,” I beg. Seconds later I see another stretcher being rolled out, only this time my heart rate starts to pick up again. It’s Ashley, and she looks hurt. Tony is at her side, holding her hand, and confusion mars my face.