Very Special Novels & Stories

"I hope and pray that you are the one I will wait for to walk down the aisle." "I adore you." "I want you to be my own, my priceless." "I want you to be that special woman in my life." He paused but continued. "I know I'm not meant to be telling you this now because we have to catch the person that hurt your parents, but I can't help my feelings anymore." "I want us to get the person together." "I want it to be you and I against the world." "I would never hurt you or think of replacing you."

After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes. "Hey, Ava right?" "That's what the screen says, isn't it?" I snap with a smile. "Feisty, Love that." Before she gets the chance to speak more, another girl with blonde hair, blue eyes and an abnormal amount of lipgloss walks over to me. "Look, I just want you to know that you're not anything special just because you have a unique grade, you might have been where you came from; but in here, I call the shots, okay? So do yourself a favor and stay out of my way."

As for which one to choose… My eyes were drawn straight to that beautiful Alaskan Malamute. From the very first glance, I was captivated by his cold, handsome look. If I had to choose one, it would be him without hesitation. Fletcher looked at the Alaskan Malamute. He lay calmly by my side and seemed completely satisfied with my choice. Fletcher turned to me in surprise and said, "You're the first person Lord Allen has ever accepted. He's not showing any signs of rejection. This is incredible!"

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she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

I asked, wiping my coffee-stained hands with a napkin. “ The heiress of Putin Global,” he told me hastily. “Hurry!” ‘Why does it matter,’ I muttered dropping the napkin and walked to her in my normal manners. She was pressing her phone when I got to her and I cleared my throat and said ,” And what would your order be?” She looked up at me in arrogance but her face soften when our gazes met. But in some seconds, her serious countenance returned. “My usual,” She said in an unfriendly way.

I said, waiting for him to think of how to reply me. "That word, is...it's the list of the special people in my life" he said, looking at me to be sure I'm with him. "It consists of five person's name. People I will always love. People I can die for, people that I can cry for if they get hurt or if they leave me" he said and I nodded my head as I understand that these people are really important to him but letter N isn't in the word which means Natalie isn't there.

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwillingness of people after death, the spiritual wisdom born after a hundred years of immortality, and the rumours spread by word of mouth. In the final analysis, weirdness is the existence of hatred and resentment, do you understand, little cutie."

As I nodded, he straightened himself up and opened one of the cupboards. Pulling out two glasses and placing them on the counter, he walked over t the minibar and picked out a bottle of what he once explained to me was one of the finest red wines in all of Europe. A bottle he told me he'd only drink on special Occasion. Pouring some into both of the glasses, I furrowed my eyebrows as he handed me one. "I've misjudged you," He began, taking a sip from his glass. "Prior to us spending that night