The Webs We Weave Novels & Stories

The Double Date The fluorescent lights of the university lounge felt like they were drilling into my skull. I sat at a long table, my textbook open to a page I had been staring at for twenty minutes. The words were just black ink on white paper. They didn't mean anything. My mind was still back in that guest room, the smell of David’s soap still clinging to my skin even after two showers. "You're doing it again," Chloe said. She dropped a heavy stack of flyers onto the table, making the wood rattle.

TADE Tade waved at the security officer as she drives into the parking lot of Sunrise Mall, it's been two years since she discovered Pheecoz Beauty Salon, their customer's service, neatness, specialty in all styles, and the fact that the salon is mostly patronized by celebrities, made her choose the Salon as her final bus stop. For Tade, the primary reasons for going to the salon on a Friday can only be to get the right connections and get explicit celebrity gist. Getting her hair done is just secondary. If the gist being shared is juicy, Tade doesn't mind to voluntarily swap her turn with another customer just to buy more time to enjoy whatever topic of discussion it is in the gossip mill t

" Birch's eyes were taken after a Sky Weaver as they molded a cloud into the frame of a radiant mythical serpent, its frame moving and streaming like water. "And the charm of the Charmed Timberland reverberates with the imaginative soul of the skies." The Sky Weavers welcomed us to connect them in their weaving, and we energetically acknowledged. As we wove our eagerly into the clouds, forming them into complex plans that moved with the winds, it felt as though we were getting to be a portion of the ever-changing embroidered artwork of the skies.

I retreated to the broom closet, where my clothes and belongings were haphazardly stacked in a corner, clearly tossed in there as an afterthought. I picked up an old photo album. My face had been scribbled over in all the photos, with pig noses and devil's horns added. Zach's photos, on the other hand, were decorated exquisitely with colorful markers. I did not have to be a rocket scientist to guess who was behind this.

Liam look at her with teary eyes making her worried even more. " A-Anna... She's m-missing.. " Please refer to “WE WERE TOGETHER Book 2 of this book”for Anna and Harry story Its's COMPLETED too.. AND also please vote for mY BOOK🥰

Get lost! BOOK 3 WE WERE DESTINED*Completed* Link: https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000004472 Preview " Look miss. Don't get me wrong, okay? I am just making sure if it's really mine. I am a very busy and famous businessman. Now, if you are not so sure that that baby inside you is not mine then it will bring chaos and a big problem to my image and to my family. Get it?" D-do you really think I-I am that kind of a woman? Do y-you think that I w-would let you take my v-virginity when I h-have a boyfriend? She said in a painful tone. But he was just staring at her with his emotionless eyes. " Okay. But I want some test miss. I want to make sure that it's really mine. I want a paternity tes

Andreas left hickeys everywhere as if he was painting the white canvas with purple and red colour. "Please-se, Andre-as.... " " What do you want Wifee? " " You. I wa-ant yo-ou. " " You already have me. " " I want you inside me, please. " The girl sob, unable to hold any longer. " Your wish my command. " Andreas whispered in his girl ear, making her shiver. Andreas entered his one finger in the Wife's entrance." Look, how wet you are Wife. You are dripping. " he said seductively.

Miles-long, glowing filaments of light that crisscrossed in a dizzying, geometric hum. "It’s not a floor, Kaelor. It’s a loom," Aradaa whispered. His skin pulsed. Every silver vein in his arms throbbed in sync with the vibrations of the Great Weave. "This is the operating system. The source code of space-time. Everything we’ve done... it was all just a sub-routine." "I don't like the look of the spiders," Kaelor growled. He shifted his grip on his iron blade, his knuckles turning a bloodless white.