Topic Para Kay Crush の小説・ストーリー

Will they end up together or fall apart? Join this roller coaster ride filled with blush , happiness , crazyness and some emotions.

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

Kavinsky drove out of the car park as he exchanged small talks with the girls; asking them about their practice. ... Anna and Harry finally got out of the car and they waved at Kaylee and Kavinsky before they drove away. "There is a competition", Kaylee said, breaking the silence in the car as Kavinsky continued driving. "What?", Kavinsky got confused by her words at first. "Yes, a basketball competition on Saturday", Kaylee said slowly again. "Oh", Kavinsky finally got what she is trying to say. "Yeah. I don't think there is any prize attached to it though. I think it's just some friendly match", Kaylee said with a frown. She had only thought about that just now.

The door swung open to reveal him in a pair of sleep pants and nothing else. "Yes, Princess?", he asked as he opened the door wider to let her in. "I know this is a weird question but can I crash on your couch?", She asked. He looked her over as he could plainly see she was beyond exhausted and ready to fall over. "Problems with your place?", he asked. "They are there, and they won't leave.", she stated. "Who are they exactly?", he asked as she sat on the couch. "My team.", she said. "The east coast main blue team."

Sandy was having a girl crush, she was absolutely stunning. Deep inside, she was crushed. These are the kind of women John was surrounded with every other day. She started to sink inside herself, second-guessing her own judgment. Maybe she was rushing into things because of how infatuated she was by him. She started to think that she might be biting more than she can chew. **********

Meanwhile, my oblivious dad just beams at me happily and continues chattering on about our big day tomorrow. “Callie! There’s my girl,” he greets. “So anyway, picture this: crystal turquoise water, bright Hawaiian sun glittering on the waves. Our client, Mr. Bixby, is looking for a true sailor’s experience but without the, you know, dirt and grime of being a sailor.”

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

She didn't understand. Tara gave her shoulder a little squeeze, then reached down and held her hand. As they reached the center of the two streets all hell broke loose. Cara watched herself close her eyes and braced for impact. She heard the two big rigs blow there horns in unison. She heard the brakes screeching on both semis. Cara watched as both trucks bucked and jumped at their driver's futile attempts to stop. She couldn't help but be curious about what Kaylee had done at this moment to spare their lives. She turned and watched Kaylee anxiously anticipating some amazing maneuvers or something. But that isn't what happened at all. To her horror she watched instead as the fully loaded pet

“Biggest one yet. Their CEO happens to be in town. I’ll go meet his assistant and sign everything today. You don’t even have to show up.” I smiled for the first time in weeks. “Be careful,” I told her. “And don’t mention me.” She promised. That afternoon, she walked into the hotel where the meeting was set. But when the man across the table looked up, he froze. His name was Ryan — Luca’s personal assistant. The moment Ryan saw Clara, he froze. He knew that face — if his memory served him right, she was Valeria’s closest friend. According to the investigation, the private jet that “crashed” three months ago hadn’t gone down because of bad weather or engine failure.

"That's right. I'm swamped. You'll have to pay for the time I give you for this meeting, Lucas." Lucas swallowed. "Just kidding, Lucas. Hahaha! Since when are you this stiff?" Gery laughed as he patted Lucas on the shoulder. "This is really urgent, man." "What? Financial? You didn't fall into poverty, did you?" Gery's forehead furrowed. "It's more than poor, Gery. You heard about Cheryl's collision, right?" Gery took a deep breath when he heard Cheryl's name mentioned. He looked down as he leaned his back against the foam chair.