The New Guy Crazy Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

He grazed his lips against hers as he looked right into her emerald eyes with only one thing running in his mind and soul, to ruin her. It was all normal. He had a fucking normal life, or so he would like to call it but he had it all planned. Until his eye landed on the girl who was currently straddling him. She was fucking beautiful. She had gorgeous green eyes and her skin was as soft as a feather. Her lips set in a thin line and her nose was small but cute. The way she blushes whenever he touches her, the red tint does something to him. He for once loved the fact that she is crippled. She couldn’t run and he can keep her with him. As long as he could.

My eyes widened. Jack.

“What's the address?” “Find it by yourself.” Syila cut the connection unilaterally. Irin, who had been listening for a long time, became interested. “Who?” she asked. “Crazy playboy.” The woman frowned in disbelief, until a tall figure wearing a black coat and black pants reached there and glared at Syila angrily. Wasn't he… Clarisa's ex-fiancé? *** “The crazy playboy has arrived, honey?” The growl made Syila flinch, she even stared at Jake who was standing behind her now.

I even wanted more. I walked back to the venue. Elena was standing there, gazing at the jazz players. Fuck, I'm still horny from the make out section earlier. I made my way upstairs as I sent a text to Crystal. She appeared in no time as she closed the door behind her. “Do you remember me now?” She asked as she crossed both arms on her chest. “Do you want it or not?” The way I was horny needed penetration, no amount of head would fix that.

Jezz! The newcomer's eyes met mine, causing me to lose myself in those gold orbs. I didn't want to be found, ever. "No probs man," The blonde was saying, when someone jostled gold eyes guy from behind, pushing him into me, my hands to his chest, and our eyes still hooked to each other. My eyes roamed his perfect face, his black as midnight hair, his angular nose which seemed to have been broken a couple of times, then stuck on his dark pink lower lip.

The newcomer was a tall guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a twinkle in his eyes and a quirk at the corner his lips that made it look like he was always smiling. He often was. Even now, his eyes twinkled with mirth. Mikayla gasped. The rest of the table erupted into cheers at his arrival. He went around greeting everybody first before finally coming to Mikayla. "Mikayla Wall," he said, smiling down at her. His eyes twinkled brightly like the clear night sky. "Won't you get up and give me a hug?"

someone mutters After a deathly silence, Everyone goes back to laughing and chatting.I look at The mysterious guy and his normal eye color is back .I hope I'm okay mentally because what I saw with his eyes was definitely not a mind trick .And why did he want to be addressed as alpha or maybe that's his nickname I guess .He adjusts his cap to look at me and I'm met with a pair of dark striking green eyes.I know have seen those eyes somewhere .No it couldn't be the wolf in my dreams no way!He furrows his eyebrows in a slightly confused way which By the way I find cute . "So fucking beautiful,"he whispers inaudibly as he helps me stand up.I feel a jolt of electricity surge through my body as I

” “I heard she’s been spreading rumors about you….saying you are a very mean person who would waste no time in getting anyone fired if they stepped on your toes.” Fabiola chucked at that… Esme was insane… Yes,she was the wife of the CEO but each time she was here…she only considers herself as a mere employee… “When I first saw you…you seemed really nice and now that I’m getting to know you…I think Esme is the mean person here.” Fabiola beamed at Linda.”Thanks.”

Her father stood beside the fireplace. Across from him sat a man dressed entirely in black. His back faced the door. One hand rested lazily on the armrest. The other slowly turned a crystal glass filled with amber whiskey. No one spoke. Then... The stranger stood. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Impeccably dressed. When he turned, icy gray eyes settled on Valentina. She felt them before she truly met them. Like stepping into freezing water. He didn't smile. He simply looked at her.

"If the money's right, I'll do whatever it takes." ​He narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice. "There's a new private club that just opened on the west side of Merrihaven. It's right in the heart of the wealthy district, and they're understaffed." At the mention of the wealthy district, my spirits instantly lifted. I looked at Uncle Mike and said, "I'll work harder than anyone. I won't let you down!"