Truce Novels & Stories

After breakfast, we got to talking and I found out they were just having a family camp and I felt like an intruder, I also found out that the trap I fell into was the idea of both her children, they both apologized to me which I couldn't say no to, especially with the cute Pout Charlotte had on her face, I knew falling into that trap would have resulted to something far more worst, but sometimes in live you don't look at what would have happened that didn't, be lucky for the now and leave the past. The fact that he would do anything for his sister was cute though, even if he thought it was silly, he still went ahead to do it for her, just to make her happy. It was quiet adorable if you ask

I sat with my legs crossed on the floor of my room with Trucy. We were playing chess. His phone rang and he picked it up and winked at me. I rolled my eyes, he would not stop being an a*shole. What has his call got to do with me that he had to wink at me? He ended the call in a jiffy and smirked. "The guys and I are cruising the town. You are free to come, it's Saturday noon." He said like a kid and I wondered if Trucy is actually 22. He behaves so childishly. Someone that has got exams on Wednesday is cruising the town.

The man commends Trisi. Heena peeped through the tiny hole in the door, she saw her mother holding a bottle of wine, and saw the man's back view, but that wasn't her dad. "Let's celebrate a step toward our victory," Trisi said and poured some wine into the glass, and hugged the man. Heena was curious to know who the man was, she was about to open the door, her leg hit on the door and the mother shouted from the inside "who's there?". Heena got a text from the driver that he was ready to move, so she left hurriedly without answering her mother, Trisi came out and saw no one at the door, she assumed she heard the sound wrong.

She raised her voice a little. " I... I am sorry, Ella, I don't know anything about this, I.... " " You don't? , How could you still deny when all the evidence is right in front of us? , Do you want to deny the fact that you were being intimate with my Crush in the club! Is this why you didn't want to leave the clubhouse earlier and stayed behind? , Is this what you have been planning all along? , Tell me Ella!, Speak up! " " Please Trust me, Eva, I don't know anything about this, Please, believe me, Eva. " I pleaded, my face already tear-stained but couldn't care less about my looks now.

I finally answered Quinn after a long beat of silence. Ace ran down the few steps leading up to his home and rounded the car to Quinn. he opened the door with a cheesy grin on his face, making a show of licking his lips as his eyes took in what she wore; a backless black dress with a deep neckline that ended just above mid-thigh, "My brother is lucky he's already staked his claim, baby girl, because if he hadn't I would have torn that dress right off of you by now." Quinn flushed, cheeks blossoming rosy red while she cast he eyes down, "I should change your name from Trigger Happy Suzzie to No Filter Tom."

She and Zoe go way back from junior high school. So, that Thursday afternoon, Vanessa finally let down all her pride and she apologized to Zoe for shouting at her and asking her to mind her business. Zoe forgave her and they hugged. Zoe went further to tell her about everything she had missed and other kinds of stuff like that. Vanessa sighed at the thought of it. Their talk was great

She and I can never be friends, but she doesn't need to know that. I reciprocated with a similar plastic smile. "Ya, I guess," I answered him with a sugary muffled voice. I don't have a fragment of trust in her and my shield is very much up, but she doesn't have to know that, right? Two can play games. "Babe I'm still angry, you left me all alone yesterday," She winces, but her tone is sultry. I was elated with the attention being stolen away from me.

I called out, my boots crunching against the gravel as I sauntered closer. Tristan turned, slow and steady, like someone used to watching the world before reacting to it. His sharp jaw was dusted with stubble, his arms still gleaming from the sweat of his workout—or maybe emotional repression. Who’s to say? He blinked. “Do I know you?” “Not yet,” I said, folding my arms and grinning. “But I’ve seen you haul a tree, and I feel like that gives me enough intel to start a friendship.” His brow twitched. “You’re Priscilla’s friend.”

He looked at me seriously, and without any hidden resentment, he said, “I am too proud and stubborn to say sorry. But I definitely appreciate you showing up. If only our father had been a better man and ended the awful past within him, then perhaps we would have had a better experience in our younger years as brothers.” The offered handshake remained. “I want a truce,” Tristan declared. “A truce?” I clarified, confused. Tristan laughed, making the mood lighter again. “Yes, a truce. After this mess, I will focus on winning back Elaine. I may not see you as badly as before, but I still consider you

“Look, I know we’ve been at each other’s necks since day one. And I get it this whole situation sucks. But I’m tired of it. I don’t wanna keep fighting you, or constantly feeling like we’re one step away from tearing each other apart.” He pauses, looking me dead in the eyes. “I’m hoping maybe we can stop that. Maybe we can be… I don’t know, something other than enemies.” My chest tightens at his words, and for once, I don’t have a snarky comeback ready. I don’t know how to respond to this Trix, the one who’s actually being real with me. Vulnerable, even. It’s throwing me off. I cross my arms, trying to play it cool even though my brain is doing backflips. “So, you’re saying you wanna call a