Romans & histoires System

“Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?” I run my hands through my long blood-red hair and give a small smile. “What excitement?” “Nothing, never mind. It’s nice to meet you though.” He states and goes back to the pushups he was doing by the side of the table. “And lastly, my boring ass brother Levi.” “Who?” There’s literally no one else at the table. “Oh, he’s over there.” She points towards a very fit guy doing dumbbell exercises in a corner. His arm muscles were contracting and his blonde highlights were sticking to his forehead due to sweat.

I heard the voice of a woman say downstairs. The front door was just below my window, so I could clearly hear everything said. "Yes, yes, that would be me. How may I help you?" He said, with a very fake friendly voice that made me feel like screaming in pain and frustration. How dare he pretend to be a good person after what he had just tried doing to me? How dare he pretend to be nice? "Well, I'm your dear late wife Jisoo's good friend. My name is Mrs Tara Lawson. May I come in?" She said, her voice cheerful.

КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путешествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

I stated before hanging the phone up. Placing the phone back in my pocket, I got up and walked into the kitchen. Pulling two blood packages from the refrigerator, I put them into the microwave. I hadn’t had any blood today and didn’t want to go to this without any in my system. My irritation would just come faster, and I may end up killing someone—something I definitely couldn’t have.

Jessie says softly and Macy runs up to her room. I lean over the counter as I start to feel lightheaded and rest my forehead on the cool surface. I feel Jessie rub my back, speaking to me in a soothing voice. As I was trying to calm my breathing, my doorbell rings and Macy goes to let them in. She returns with Jessie's mother as she continues to help me calm my anxiety attack. "Deep breaths Elliott," she says in a soothing whisper. "Everything is going to be fine, I promise."

i say getting a thankyou smile from Gem, "Oh ok, i just dont want you getting hurt honey" "Yeah yeah i knoa" Gem says rolling her eyesand leaving the kitchen but comes running back in when we hear the beeps of a car horn "hes here,gotta go ,love you ,bye" she says kissing mom and giving me a wave before running out the kitchen and slamming the front door. I carry on eating my toast then slowly raise my eyes when i can feel moms eyes on me, raising my eyebrows i say " is everything ok?" "I dont know, you tell me"

Gym, great. Gym class with a bunch of werewolves and vampires. What could go wrong?

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)