Transmigrated As Fat Young Missy Novels & Stories

『 AUDREY 』 I wore a crimson red shirt with a black mini skirt today. Just because I'm a wreck emotionally doesn't mean I have to look like it. Cayden's hoodie slung over my arm and honestly, I am not ready to face him yet. Yesterday, after seeing whoever that girl with Cayden was, I was not in the mood to see him again. Janet smiled when she saw me and again, I couldn't help but notice her being so unhealthily thin. "Hi." She greets. "You feeling better?"

Mars greeted shyly, getting up and quickly checking his chin for drool. A young girl, the bravest of the bunch, stepped forward. "Who are you?" Mars laughed awkwardly. "Uh, no one, actually. I'm just a foreigner with no place to go," he replied, semi-honestly. The others exchanged glances, their expressions hardening. He was just like them, then. Yet he had done no work all day and was on familiar terms with the prince. So he really is a whore, just like that Charlotte girl, the thought ran through their minds. Only the young girl, whose name was Anya, remained innocent of the suspicion. She was simply glad to have a friend her own age.

I moved back, taking retreating steps backward. "You're despicable! How dare you think I did this? You.. it's all your fault. If I hadn't argued with you on Mishap day, I would've been normal" She pointed at me, throwing the slippers at me. I jumped to the side, dodging it. "Mishap day? Mishap day is a myth." I frowned She scoffed, folding her arms. "Well, look at us" Her eyes cast down to her private part. "How.. how are you sure that it's mine? What if it's someone else's?" I pointed at it. She glared at me in disgust.

As the DJ switched formats from a club mix to something slower, Mike was lead on to the dance floor by Missy. She pulled him close and laid her head on his shoulder, the slow music washing over them. "This was nice," she said finally. "Yeah, it was," he replied in agreement. "Hard to believe," she said cryptically. He pulled back and glanced at her. "What?" "What?" she asked. "What's hard to believe?" he asked. "Oh," she grinned. "It's just that you used to be such an annoying little shit." "And you're saying I'm not an annoying little shit anymore?" he enquired.

A laugh without life. "Your girl didn't tell you? Of course, she didn't. Why would she want to tell you, anyway? She doesn't know who you are, you're just a new dumb kid from Canada, who she did a favor showing a cool lake and made out with him." He turns to him, speaking in a normal voice. They followed them there? Lynn clenches his fists hard. "Lynn, I forgot how was your first day of senior year. How does it feel to go back to school?" Chief whistles. "When you're twenty-four years old? Pretty good, eh?"

After seeing that the room has been cleaned Wan'er instructed for the servants to leave, before entering the bedchamber of her young miss. "Someone is spying on us Wan'er and I don't like the feeling of not knowing who is hindering my plans." "I will look into it Young Miss." Wan bowed pleading for Yue's leniency. She have been serving Long Yue and grew up together, she saw how her once sweet and innocent young miss changed to a vengeful person. Patriach Long despite being a righteous official didn't know how filthy his own family is and Long Yue's position as the first young miss of Long Fu didn't prevent her from being harmed.

When my online boyfriend insisted on receiving a picture of me, the class belle, Callista Xavery, snatched my phone from my hand. She said, “You’re a real wrecking ball. He’ll run for the hills the second he sees you. Just send a photo of me instead. That way you won’t scare him off.” My other classmates also mocked me, saying, “You’re out here dripping grease and still trying to online date? That’s straight-up catfishing.” I pinched the thickness around my fat and hesitated about whether I should really send a photo of Callista or not. Just then, a barrage of floating words flashed before my eyes. [That fat girl’s online boyfriend is a top-tier Claremont trust-fund heir who loves flexi

I turned and left, my eyes showing no signs of attachment. Dante should have known that a broken ring, no matter how well repaired, would never be without cracks. It was just like my relationship with him. No matter how much we tried to fix it, we could never go back to how things were. … The next day, one day before the bonding ceremony, I went alone to City Hall to file an application to leave the Lightning pack. The clerk told me the application would take effect in 24 hours. At that time, all my personal information would be deleted from the pack records.

She turned to them and saw sheer terror on their faces. From their headsets came a cold, robotic voice repeating the same message. “Mission updated. Moon Sterling is the new target. Kill her, and the reward will increase tenfold.” “You…” Moon stumbled back in terror. “The men you hired belong to me now,” I said indifferently. “That’s the power of money. You should understand that better than anyone.” The mercenaries turned their guns on her, their former employer. “No! Please!” Moon completely broke down. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.

Typed a message to Henry's cell phone number there immediately. 'I know you're not going to answer my calls or any of my messages, but I need to. I hope you come home soon, Henry. I really miss you. It feels so lonely without you here. You know what I mean, right? I miss you so much, it feels so tight in my heart. So hurry home... I love you.'