Novelas y relatos de Sunshine Trope

just any image but the set of familiar human eyes that I became accustomed to “Sunshine’s eyes” Every time I stared at them, they were a deep blue like a fresh clear ocean, so innocent, and ever so pure- such a shame Sunshine suffered so much trauma in a short time. Maybe that’s why we became good friends. We both suffered enough in this lifetime, what’s one more scar to be added to the scorecard? - I reached my hand up in the sky, imagining I’m stroking her long blond curly hair. Tangling my fingertips into the end of the strands, curling them around my finger -My wolf Cosmo wanted her, he wanted to be near her every minute of every day, to wake up next to her every morning, to be snuggled

Completely disgusted, Pia Drew walked briskly going inside but Andrew held her hand tightly that he could feel her bones in his palm. "Remember everything you did in the library?" Andrew showed his dimpled left cheek. "Are artists supposed to be trained how to handle situations like that?" Pia Drew hardly pulled off his hand from her wrist. "Sunny, why do you hate me so much?" There was a sudden silence while their eyes met. That was the very first time Pia Drew heard him call her Sunny. "Do you expect all people to like you?" "No. That's why I want to get you to like me."

Then, he leaned against my shoulder like before, acting spoiled. "I've realized my mistake, Xandra. It won't happen again. Can you forgive me one more time?" he pleaded. I sighed and looked up. Against the backdrop of the deep blue night, the wind lifted the hair from his forehead, revealing strong brows that carried a rebellious streak. Beneath them, his clear eyes stared intently at me, wet with unshed tears and pitiful. He looked like a puppy that had run away from home and finally found its way back. This was his usual tactic. He was very good at acting vulnerable. And because he was so good-looking, one couldn't help but go soft on him even when this was such a clumsy trick.