Topic Para Kay Crush Novels & Stories

Emma asked politely. Kadyrov went inside the room, " Did you meet someone ? ", Emma asked with a scared look. "Do you know Kayrav was about to be hit by a car, fortunately, a kind woman saved him, I had to take her to the hospital because she got her hand injured ", Krish informed and ignored his question? " Did you know that woman ? ", Emma asked " No ! Emma I mentioned that she is a stranger ", Krish tried to avoid his gaze Emma kept silent and leave him alone.

my voice cracked, and no matter how I tried to suppress the tears from my eyes, they still fell so I suddenly sniffed and wiped it away. "It was never my intention to hurt you and make you cry... fuck! I'm angry at myself for seeing you cry now because of me! Perhaps it's right for you to be mad at me, too... I've been a bad friend, and I don't deserve to be your friend because I hurt you - I'm so sorry, and goodbye, Kaye!"

Jealous clear in her voice. "And I have my eyes only on you babe". He said lovingly making her blush. "Okay that's enough with the lovey dovey thing. You can do that tonight. Let's go". I said rolling my eyes. They laughed. We walked to Giann's Tesla that he bought not long ago. We arrived at the club. We walked in to the club and we saw our old friends from Italy. They are our bestfriends. There are 3 of them. You have Ace Rodriguez. He's a model. It was his dream to be a model and his dream came true. He's sweet but sometimes he can be a total dick.

Amara said as her wrist watch showed her that she have used almost five minutes just standing here with Silas. "Fay's your friend right? Is she OK?" He asked Amara who looked at him wearily. He's the reason Fay's heated emotions got the better of her today, making her explode like a balloon. I shouldn't even be talking to him, Fay would be mad if she found out that I'm talking to not just her crush that still haven't really talked to her, but also to the cause of the argument today. Double trouble. Amara concluded as she made to leave Silas's presence.

Rodney POV I heard Tamara shrieked as soon as she pressed her both hands to her ears. I looked forward from her face, and before I could register what was going on, I quickly placed my legs on the brakes, but it was too late, I had already knocked the woman down with my car. I hurried out of my car with Tamara scuttled behind me, and before I could catch her, she already landed on the floor.

I saw that Flynn had sent me a ton of messages. Flynn: "We trained all day today, and I just got my phone back. You're not mad I didn't text earlier, right?" Flynn: "I did really well in training. I'm totally gonna win the championship at the next competition." Flynn: "Look, I found this kitten by the side of the road. Isn't it cute? It's just like you." Flynn: "Didn't you say you've always wanted a cat? When I'm back after training is over, we'll go to the pet store and pick one you like."

***Bryan*** "What?" I jerked my feet away from the table I had stretched them on. "What do you mean a fight broke out at the bar?" "Activities were going on as usual. Everything was okay at first." Cary, one of our pack members explained. "Alpha Evans came asking questions about you. No one told him anything, so he got mad and destroyed the furniture and drinks. He had customers running out of there. As we speak there's a fight going on at the bar."

I guess Loxie posted them. But how quickly had the pictures spread so fast in different websites. I saw some headlines: TRENDING PHOTOS OF THE BUGATTI VOITURE LA NOIRE, DAMIAN DELANCE BOUGHT FOR HIS WIFE FOR VALENTINE. “The Mrs Delance! New popular baby!” Zara screamed and hugged me tight. I couldn't help but blush. I hope I’ll get used to being in the spotlight soon. “You're so lucky, Sarah. I wish I was in your shoes,” Zara she said dreamily and hugged her arms.

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.