Sx Storie Novels & Stories

I don't care who was the main character this was my story and I am going to make her pay. XANDER CAN ONLY BE MINE!!

Radya said innocently. "It hurts, stop." Dita continued to sob. "Done," Radya smiled as he looked at his work on Dita's shoulder. Initials R. "Why did you do this?" asked Dita, still crying. "This is nothing, there's more punishment for you than this." "You're crazy." "HAHAHHAA, I am crazy." ***

Sid Pov's . hi Sid Sharma. I have a one-year-old daughter. Her name is Aarzoo, well she is like my life after her. Please don't ask this after whom? I am at that stage where I just hate to talk about that girl but I am in love with that girl. My daughter lives mostly with my brother and her wife because of my job. I am an army officer, I have to go on any mission any time. Due to this, I lost so many childhood moments of my daughter But whenever I come back from the mission and see my daughter, I get a strange relief.

“He has no reason to. You're so careful about what you say that sometimes I think you're more afraid of him than I am. The black eyes gleamed. — What do you think of my brother? I bet you're scared to death of him too. — Enough, Nizea . Fleur remembered it was the teacher and rose with authority . “You're getting too sassy. I better go. His voice shook. “I didn't mean to be bold. It's just that when we're away from school, it's hard to think of you as my teacher. I consider her one of my friends. Fleur couldn't resist the praise and the sincerity with which it was said: “If you want me to stay with you, we need to do something. — I wrote a story last night. My leg was hurting and I couldn't

It was better for them to all stick together. Susan took her time to dress up in her mini red shiny bareback dress with red stilettos. They were both gifts from Xavier. The day it was delivered to her, the note had a different name. Yes. Cristabel. When she asked Xavier, he said the attendant must have mixed it up with somebody else's gift. She was just realizing that he lied to her. She received it wrongly and he must have bought it for the other woman because he never took her to the club.

Xain: After checking all their middle names and nothing came up, I suddenly remembered you were so sure Santo was not in the club, so I figured someone must have used his ticket, so all I had to do was dig a little into his life and, boom, I found him. How did you find out? Me: We bought an item and the rest is history That aside, what the hell am I going to do? Xain: Well, my little Cinderella, you are so fucked…… Me: Xain!!! Xain: You have to admit it, darling, only you can find yourself in such a mess Me: Xain!!!! Xain: Am not lying now, am I? Because how is it that you went to the club to sell your body to the biggest playboy in town but ended up spilling your guts to his older brother?

Then he went inside and asked the woman at the counter. "Excuse me, uhm... did Sasha come tonight?" he asked politely. "I'm Eustone, a friend of her." The lady smirked. It was actually a suspicious playful smile. "Didn't she tell you? She cut some time off and said, a girl friend of her invited her over." "Oh," he muttered. "Thank you for letting me know." This was new, he thought. When he was outside he received a notification from Instagram notifying him about a story. He doesn't know why but something urge him to watch it. He then saw that Chloe girl in that guy's story. Now what the heck?

Zion whispered back. "Wait, what? So he's the handsome blue-eyed stranger, uh," Stacy said, grinning at Alexandria. "What?" Zion asked with a frown, he didn't like the fact that she referred to Xander as handsome. "She told me about a handsome blue-eyed dude and how she broke his windscreen, I can't believe, he's her boss, no wonder she blushes when I talk about him, he's hot," Stacy said, unaware of Zion's foul mood.

Light found stainless steel and returned it as threat. “Please,” Eddie whispered. His voice folded on itself. “I’ll pay it back— every cent— please. My kids—” “You should have thought of them before you took bread off one table to feed another pest,” Sasha said. Cruel on purpose. Fear needs a story to take root. She was writing the story. “Chair,” she said without looking away from him.

– S Xavier’s chest heaved. “Who the hell is ‘S’? And why now?” “I don’t know who it is,” Arielle whispered. “But they want everything ruined.” Xavier turned toward the door. “Then let’s ruin them first.” At the Santoro Mansion… Mr. Santoro slammed his glass against the fireplace mantle. The sound of shattering crystal echoed through the room. “Who leaked that footage?” he growled. His assistant trembled. “W-We’re not sure. It came from an untraceable account. The message said more will follow if Xavier doesn’t end things with the girl.”