Sunday X Bf Novels & Stories

It was a digital ad for a new "Neurological Wellness Center." The face on the ad was Silas. He was smiling, his eyes hidden behind expensive glasses. The text below his face read: Healing the Past. Securing the Future. He wasn't hiding. He was the city. Julian saw the ad too. His grip on the wheel tightened until the plastic began to crack. "He’s waiting for us," Julian said. "He knows we have nowhere else to go." As we pulled into a dark alleyway behind the library, the car’s radio suddenly flickered to life. It wasn't music. It was a rhythmic, scratching sound—the sound of a pen on parchment.

Stanley asked him with a mischievous grin. "Stanley, I am not in the mood of jocking. Please be serious. If my little friend really becomes useless, then I will be in trouble. I want to make a football team with my lovely wife in the future," Xavier said in an upset tone. "Lovely wife! Do you even stay in a relationship for a week?" Stanley asked him. It was Xavier's habit to break up every single three days. Not even one of his girlfriends stays for a week. Xavier is known as the most heartless, heartbroker person in the city.

________________________________ There is a broken past of Marilyn and a broken present of Xavier /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\ Will they both come to become each other's straight or things would get more bitter ?(⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ᴥ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ⁠ʋ⁠) Keep enjoying and don't forget to like and comment. Follow me and give a good rating 🌹

Safwan smiles. "Ex-husband Sa'eed. Don't forget, you're divorced, and you brought it upon yourself." Sa'eed throws a punch at Safwan and the latter being the weakling he is attempts to run. "I regret ever telling my problems to you." Sa'eed gets a hold of Safwan's white Kaftan and starts punching him mercilessly. Soon enough, other workers start to gather around and with great difficulty, they peel Sa'eed off an almost unconscious Safwan.

Or he realize it's wrong just now? The sulking cry fades away for good, or atleast the crowd position in the far distant. The dim sky fill with boom and bang, and a light spread and screech paint above. I realize I still don't know his name, unlike those people around him. He groan beside me, slide closely, and I hear his soft voice near my ears, “My brother said that's once for a year, or atleast if holidays celebrate in the Town. Do you think it's nice?” He sounds not having fun at all, yet he's amaze how it silence everyone. “Agree,”

They shared stories, exchanged gentle touches, and laughed at each other's jokes, creating memories that would linger long after the breakfast was over. As they savored the delicious meal, the morning sunlight filtering through the windows, Sophia couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of their connection. Xavier and Xiao's presence brought a sense of completeness to her life, a feeling of belonging that she had longed for. With every bite, they nurtured not only their bodies but also their relationship. The shared meals became a symbol of their unity, a reminder that they were a team, supporting and cherishing one another. As the breakfast conversation flowed between Sophia, Xavier, and Xia

she said as she raised her hands and smoothened his top by his right shoulder. "And better on you " he replied and she smiled. "Alright then, let's go" she finally said and they walked out of the house. **** 3:00 pm ... "So how was it " Ariel asked Xavier as they walked into the house. "I think I would want to always go there every Sunday " he replied. "Hmm , are you sure you enjoyed the service or you enjoyed the attention you got in the church " she said. "Both" he replied and they bursted out laughing.

He laid flat on his bed, tossed his phone on the side of his head and closed his eyes. He already want to sleep and take a rest because for sure tomorrow he’ll be tired as much.He emptied his head and allowed himself to fell on a deep slumber. When Peter finally dived into his dreams, his phone light up. He received a message. Peach 8:47 pm [Peter, Mom’s asking if you’ll come home for Sunny’s death anniv. You haven’t returned for so long now. We miss you. ] — Second day of the event. Peter's busy running errands from here and there. He also spent time with the members of the music club and they tried different booths. They made use of the time that they have because tomorrow will be the nigh

Shaina teases and sat down on her bed. "I slept, and it was intentional," Sunday replied and avoided Shaina's teasing look. "It's not what you think, okay?" "Ohhh? ... that's okay ... I understand you." Sunday didn't say a word. She gets some water from the refrigerator and drinks them straight. She emptied her bottle. "Is that true? That Matteo is your boyfriend?" Sunday almost choked. "That's not true." "Well, by looking at his pretty brown eyes I could say that he is pretty serious."

"Um... Are you that taken by him that you can't even utter a word? Heck, your lips are even hanging apart." Earth to Luna! I mentally chastised myself as Mia's words sounded in my ears. I slammed my lips shut and turned to stare at her. "That's Alex," I muttered the first coherent word that came to my mind. She gave me a blank look. "Yeah, the famous Alexander Storm of Xander's Tech. A young, cute billionaire." She finished, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. An action that drew an exasperated sigh from me. "Don't you happen to have a boyfriend, Mia?"