Troubles Pronunciation Novels & Stories

“Oh, well, that would explain the angry look I got from her when Jordan and I were at the bar.” “You mean when he kissed you at the bar?” Uku wiggles his eyebrows at me. “We all saw it, Trouble,” he says, smirking. “Trouble?” I ask with a laugh. “Yep, that’s your nickname now, and you’re stuck with it,” he laughs as well. “If he’s with Eva, why would he kiss Elisha in front of her?” Ailani asks. “Maybe he and Eva have an arrangement,” Keoni says. “He has left with other women from here when she’s been working.”

I hear some noise on the other end. “Nazar,” now I hear Kirill’s worried voice. “What have you gotten into again?” “And hello to you too, brother. Why immediately ‘gotten into’? For your information, I’m finally settling down for good, but I need help.” “Come to my place tomorrow… with everyone,” my twin sighs, making me smile.

It made a loud smack, and the other woman actually screamed. Quickly turning back to her niece in shock, Romy’s eyes were watering as she tried again, “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” Lotte had no answer… she needed no answer. Romy could wreck her life a million times over, but Brandon didn’t deserve to be treated like a problem. No, she wouldn’t have that. She would… “Lotte?” Levi asked, bringing the girl back from her thoughts. “Are you alright?”

The rebellion feels as sweet as it does terrifying. Back at my apartment, Trouble greets me with all the drama of a seasoned performer. He flops onto the floor in front of me, legs splayed out. “Hey, you little diva,” I say, scooping him up despite his exaggerated meow of protest. Of course, the indignation lasts all of two seconds before he’s purring in my arms, his head pressing into my hand as I scratch behind his ears.

” The Pronouncer said. “K–A–R–A–O–K–E.” Roy answered. “Spot on! You are correct.” The Pronouncer said. “Moving on. Tiffany, your word is “proboscis.” Spell proboscis.” “P–R–O–B–O–S–C–I–S.” Tiffany spelt. “Correct!” The Pronouncer said. The competition went on and on with each contestant refusing to make a mistake. Tiffany was getting frustrated, their opponents were getting the answers correctly and Tiffany was scared that they might not win.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. " Why didn't you let me finish them dumb bitches?" She asked " because I really don't want trouble" I said as we rounded a corner. " Miss goodie two shoes"" I am not-""get out of the way!" I didn't have time to comprehend what was happening before I was knocked to the ground. Ow!

“This will only give up trouble, Mister Henan.” “Andrel…” he firmly said. “Call me Andrel. You are not working for me so you don’t have to be formal. And don’t worry about trouble, Clea Mair. I will take care of it.”

"Cough cough!" Sharon choked on her own saliva. Her son was only five years old, but he was already so sharp! Chris's handsome face turned bright red. The atmosphere was extremely awkward. "James, don't talk nonsense, even if I were a homewrecker, I'd still be a good one," Chris said hastily. The little guy blinked, looking confused. "Are there good and bad homewreckers?" Sharon shot Chris a glare. "No, homewreckers are all bad!"

They just sat there staring into nothing. "What's wrong with the three of you?" They looked at her as she spoke. "Nothing", they said at the same time. She frowned in confusion. Something is clearly wrong. "I don't believe that. Something is definitely wrong." "Everything is fine. Don't worry yourself", Char said. She moved closer to Zuerien and placed her hands on her waist. "Tell me, babe. What's wrong? You don't look good." He tilted his head a bit and wanted to pull her closer but she held out her hand stopping him. "Nothing is wrong, babe."

“What's going on?” “You might be in serious trouble…” “What…?”