Novel & Cerita Timidgirl

TIMID. Lacking courage or confidence. Noah Black was the definition of timid despite being a fourth year resident of the department of psychiatry. His cute brown eyes had often times avoided making contact with Anna’s hazel ones, especially when she had directed a question at him during their department meetings. The whole Psychiatry department had a total of six residents; five males and one female. Anna had three males assigned to her, Noah being one of them.

River Cenon POV “Is everything going well?” I ask Terrence “They’re doing well and all the business and even the transactions we’re doing.” He answered. “Good, how about the girl I ask you to find?” I ask him. “Regarding that, I already found where she lives and who is her boyfriend.” He answered that it made me frown. “Boy friend?” I ask. “I can’t find any more information about her because she is a Tracker and a hacker in an IT company and you actually know the owner personally.” He said “Trent Garner your friend.” He added that I hold my fist tight.

But once again, the girl remained silent, her terror preventing her from finding her voice. In an effort to establish trust, Vivian introduced herself, adopting a friendly tone. "My name is Vivian Brown. Can you tell me your name?" she asked, hoping to create a connection. The girl glanced at Vivian but uttered only a single word, barely above a whisper, "Malia."

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

Hijabi Girl: “Ann, who’s there? Everything okay?” Ann: “Yeah, it’s my man.” We entered the sitting room. Hijabi Girl: “Oh, our man! Nice to meet you.” Me: “Nice to meet you, too.” Hijabi Girl: “Well, my name is Hamida. I’m Ann’s best friend.” She beat her chest proudly. Ann: “Baby, please act mature.” She laughed. Hamida: “Ann, leave me alone I wasn’t talking to you.” Me: (Amused by her energy) “Well, my name is Nathy.”

Something strange twisted in my chest. I’d seen a hundred new girls walk through these doors. Most of them tried too hard — short skirts, heavy makeup, desperate to fit in. This one? She looked like a scared little rabbit dropped into a den of wolves. Timid. Soft. Innocent. The kind of girl who probably still believed in fairy tales and thought holding hands meant something. And fuck… she was cute. Really cute. A bunny, perhaps?

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

With a loud roar full of all the emotions that she had been feeling for the past couple of hours, Leah charged at the black dragon. The black dragon looked up in surprise to see Leah’s large red dragon aiming straight for it. Inside the black dragon, Theo seethed with his own anger and jealousy. How dare this female try to challenge him! Does she honestly think she can take him down! A little girl of barely thirty years old trying to take on a full grown male of a hundred years old was just plain laughable! She had gotten lucky back at her home when she had punched him in the face, breaking his nose. He had not been expecting her to lash out like that. But this time was different. She was ac