The Best Yes Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to see other people either.” “Is that a yes?” “That’s a yes.” He smiled—the real smile, the one that crinkled his eyes and made him look young. I leaned over and kissed him. This is different, I thought. This is good. Not the wildfire. But something that could last.

I whisper "Yes, I don't want to do that" "Really?" I inch my lips closer, brushing my bottom lip against his and just when he parts his lips for a kiss, I break away. "Now we know how bad a liar you are" I smirk and pull away completely from his grip. He runs his finger on his lips. "It's all for the press Ashley" I nod and smile at the camera. "It's all for the press". "That's all" Nathan instructs the camera men. "I just want to go home and rest"

Xavier said abd tried to walk out. "SIT DOWN!!" Mr Smith bellowed. Xavier had almost forgotten how much he had been scared of that voice while growing up. He sat back down almost immediately. Mr Smith lowered his voice. "You don't want to commit to one person, because you are scared. But what is life without risks son? This girl i picked for you is the best version of a perfect woman and I'm really sure you'll like her" he sighs "think about it, even though it's not an option. You're getting married and it's final!" Mr Smith stood up and left Xavier sitting.

“ It's my pleasure, Mira. I'd never cease being grateful to the creator for giving me an Angel, who's super beautiful and unique. I love you more, Babe. ” “ Gold is good, diamonds are much more preferred but I'll choose you over and over again rather than them! ” “ Jose, you and you alone are my Best friend and definitely the only one I have and need! ” “ So is that a book title revealed? ” He chuckled at the realization. “ Yeah. My newest novel is titled, My Best Friend : He's the one I have. ” “ Oh wow. I bet it's all about me. ” “ You don't have to be so smug. ”

He shouts back, slipping his shirt on as he walks to his car. Sadie's face is red from either anger or tears, I can't tell, and Izzy's head is volleying between the two of them "I didn't hear you complaining! In fact you were moaning my name while I rode your dick, telling me how good it felt. How mine was the best pussy you ever had!" She screams back and even my face blushes at the fact that they're yelling these things out in the middle of broad daylight. "Maybe you guys should discuss this inside." Izzy urges, obviously equally horrified by this exchange.

Her eyes, the sincerity, and her softness. This new version of her—sweet, trusting, clingy—felt like a trap with lace on it. Caelan tried once more. “Lord Zayne… are you with us?” Zayne exhaled slowly. Then he stood. Everyone instantly straightened. “We need your final decision,” Bael said. “We can’t move forward without—” Zayne cut him off. “I’ll handle it later.” Venom frowned and folded her hands. “Later? We’re hemorrhaging money.”

The couple embraced and kissed each other amidst cheers of the crowd. This scene drew a flood of blessings and well-wishes from the online netizens. "Oh my goodness! So sweet! Have a lifetime of happiness!" "He's six foot two, handsome, rich, and deeply in love. Only Stephie is worthy of such a man!" There were a few negative voices as well. "Did everyone lose their memory or something? I remember Mr. Whitaker had a fiancee before this?" … The next day, Jacob personally responded to those comments in a post, "The one I've loved from the beginning to the end is Stephie alone and no one else."

The line went silent for two seconds before Aiden spoke in a calm voice. “James, I appreciate your concern. “I know that you’re upset and have a problem with me, but there’s no need for you to intimidate Sarah. “I got Mr. Townsend on the experimental treatment program, and he’s doing well.” Not wanting to waste another breath on him. I was ready to slam the phone on him. “Consider yourself warned. If anything happens, you’re on your own.” “Hold on.” Aiden cut in to stop me, his tone leaving a lot to wonder.

“Wait, what? You’re taking part in an assignment for a competition for grades that high? Are you for real?” “Yeah,” Liam said, a proud little smirk spreading over his face. “It’s totally allowed. I asked my teacher, Mrs. Tabor, and she said it’s perfectly okay. She knows that I’m capable.” “Wow. That is absolutely incredible, kid,” Chase said, his tone softening into warm and sincere admiration. He leaned in, laying the charm on thick but meaning it this time. “You are the most brilliant ten-year-old I’ve ever met. Seriously.” The sweet-talk broke its way through Liam’s defensive walls. The little boy’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly crossed his legs tighter, leaning over his project.

She reached out to take it, but Emily shrank back, frightened. “Fake?” Mia’s fingers brushed the smooth, delicate surface, and she immediately raised her voice for the whole room to hear. “Of course. This year’s Chanel limited edition! Evelyn, it’s bad enough you wear knockoffs yourself. Are you trying to teach your kid to do the same?” The crowd didn’t hesitate to pile on. Their pointing and judgmental stares cut into me like knives. “Mommy…” Emily’s eyes welled up, her small body trembling as she buried her face in my chest.