Venti Cute Novels & Stories

I asked and Mom shakes her head no "But Mom what….." "Trrrr" The sound of the broken vase interrupted Dad caused and we heard the sound of things breaking "We better stop them" Mom took to her heels and ran into the study I followed after her I was shocked by what I saw inside Alex and Dad were standing face to face,they both looked angry.Alex eyes was Bloodshot I can tell he's more angry than Dad. They looked like they wanted to kill each other and Alex raise the small family portrait on the desk and swing it in Dad's direction

He held up his pinky finger. "Mommy, promise me quickly, you have to stay beside me. Promise me!" Clement shouted urgently, wanting his mother to make a promise to him. Gemma held out her pinky finger and hooked it with his, agreeing to the promise, both their tear-streaked faces breaking into silly smiles. Gemma looked closely at Clement's face, at first glance he resembled a miniature version of Jethro, but upon closer inspection, he had eyes very similar to hers.

She would rather stare at this cute thing than her despiteful sister’s face. Suzie relaxed soon after seeing Bella’s relaxed figure. ‘Right, she’s not afraid of anything nor anyone!’ “Bella, what is this attitude? You could at least just give me an explanation for this matter!” Caitlin said angrily. Bella raised her eyebrows as if she had heard something new, when she turned to look in Caitlin’s direction, the corners of her lips rose, smiling disdainfully at the angry Caitlin. “Who am I to give you an explanation? Who are you?”

Dante smiled and relaxed back in the seat. "So, what's going on between you and your pet?" Valerie asked. Dante looked at him in confusion. "Nothing is going on" he answered. "What do you mean nothing?" he asked. "Nothing is going on" Dante replied. "Don't you find her attractive?" Valerie asked. "of course I do, but I am not going to make her sleep with me just because I bought her, it has to be her choice" Valerie looked at him and shook his head in pity.

"This garden is scheduled to be demolished and redesigned. I've already hired landscapers. Whatever amateur work you're doing here is pointless." "I'm sorry," Sera said quietly. "I meant no disrespect. I just hate seeing beautiful things die." Celeste stepped closer, and Sera could smell her expensive perfume-something floral and cloying that probably cost more than Sera's monthly wages. "What's your name?" Celeste asked, her tone shifting to something more calculating. "Sera Blackwood, ma'am." "Sera." Celeste circled her slowly, like a predator assessing prey. "You're new here. Two weeks, is that right?"