Urbain Novels & Stories

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Somewhere in the forest ... He flipped his pancakes on the pan whilst whistling to himself. He was the only one living in this lone cabin. Surviving on hunting down the wildlife. He wanted this life. An escape from all the buzz of his turbulent life. His parents couldn't care less about him seeing as he had chose this sort of life. The only close members of his small family were his grandmother, who hated the spot light life and fast cars and Lily, his most trusted st. Bernard. She was his next confidant after his grandmother passed away.

I can't remember this trait of him from the novel! "You're Highness! People are gathering outside the bakery" George reported when he entered through the backdoor. "Is it a mass demonstration?" he asked "No, You're Highness. They just want to see Ms. Falsen" George replied and gazed at meI almost got choked when George mentioned my name. What?! What do the people of Ursla want from me?! Notes : Boulangerie - It is a French Bakery + Pattiserie - Pastry Shop + Je voudrais du pain de campagne! - I would like some country loaf/bread

"Thank you for saving her." "I am Gabby Florence, a cultivator, and I just came from 3 years of training in Mt. Alebasi. My clan were physicians; it's my duty to treat any patient, regardless of their nature and status." "I'm sorry for my impudent actions awhile ago. Please let me treat you to dinner as my apology," I humbly offered. "That will do! By the way, how can I address you?" was his nice response. As expected, people from Mt. Albasi were really humble and kind. He lived up to their reputation.

She's so cute, so innocent, and when she tries to act all brave, she's cuter" Royan smirked. My face burned with embarrassment, as I avoided eye contact, I fidgeted nervously with my hands, No matter how brave I tried to be, I still trembled. Maxton smiled as he took a glass of champagne, his eyes fixed on me. The door swung open, he came in, broad shoulders, a mischievous glint in his eyes, dotted ear rings on both side of his ears. A more rugged type of cuteness, it was kylian Bravado. "Kylian" Grandma arrived exactly the exact time as him. "Welcome home" "Thank you Grandma" his eyes moved restlessly. "How many days do you plan to stay? Royan asked. " Don't be so rude, Royan" Grandma glare

"Don't make me regret it, though." I laughed scornfully. "You really have no clue. Go ahead and fetch the general manager. Let's see who gets kicked out." … "Fine! You asked for it, Dumbo!" Bastien sneered. He spotted the general manager among the attendees and hurried over, bowing slightly. "Good evening. I'm Bastien Thierry, heir to the Thierry family. It's an honor to be here tonight." Hubert Rivers eyed his oily smile with a frown. "And you're here because?"

Now, to the main course of the day. ~~ The UBER stopped right in front of ACE's building after the driver had shot her suspicious stares from the rearview mirror with hints of recognition on his face, each time her eyes met his, his lips curved into a sly 'Iknowwhoyouare' smile that made Maria's stomach churn. The middle-aged man didn't cease to try bringing up conversations as he drove— discussions ranging from the Russia-Ukraine war to small talks on toxic masculinity—all of which Maria has no interest in at the moment. On the other hand, a tiny voice in her head suggested he was just a random man who loved to engage his customers in his discussion, maybe this had nothing to do with him an

Alexis asked again. “He was a Chief Editor not at His Excellence Media company alone, he did work once at Italy, and he did a lot of dirty job at a Media company, he took a lot bribe and he wrote a few things about a Mafia group, and that was a game over for the Mafia group, then he was not Jason, he was called Maximus Aurelius.” Jude said all together. Alexis cut in. “Hmmmmm, a name after the Roman Emperor.”

and that's when he noticed Issabella. " And who's your beautiful friend?" he said, giving her a charming and dimpled smile. " Hey this is my friend Issabella and we're going hard for my birthday so I need four rainbow shots," Emily said. " Coming right up," he said, smiling at them, and after making their drinks,after placing them down on the counter in front of the girls.

She had her reasons for keeping Carlos close, but she didn’t know it would be a snare to her in the nearest future. It suddenly started pouring rain. Xavi took Isabel by the hand, and they ran towards the nearest place they could take shelter from the rain. Luckily, they were close to the Red moon cocktail bar where they usually met for a drink, so they entered inside. Isabel quickly gave the bar attendant a signal not to announce her presence because she wanted everyone in the bar to feel at ease. Although her scent would betray her, she doubted these drunk werewolves would notice. Just as she was about taking her seat, her attention was grabbed by a very familiar voice spouting insults on