West Side Story Novels & Stories

The red cap soon turning into dust in the foreign realm. Taking his sword, I blended into the shadows, leaving the alley behind. * Two days have passed after the fight and I finally reached the remote beach on the outskirts of New York City. A lonely black horse was gazing into the horizon. Upon sensing my presence, he trotted happily toward me. “Long time no see buddy,” I whispered the words when he snuggled into my shoulder. “Take us home.” I sigh, climbing onto his back and holding tight. Picking up speed toward the water he gradually lifted us in the air. Galloping now through the thick haze just above the dark waters.

I smiled and moved in with him. As we stepped into the marbled floor lobby, a big but silent WOW escaped my lips. Hanging around near the center, by the counter was a chandelier of bubbles. Or should I say bubbles forming a chandelier? On one dim side was a glass panel revealing the blinking city lights and the opposite was the vast sea lit naturally by the bright full moon. What a serene and romantic view! A red carpet was laid at the center aisle perhaps leading towards the various rooms. An attendant approached us, "Do you have any reservation Sir?"

He froze, visibly taken aback by my question. "What? No, babe, why... what? Why would you even think that?" He sputtered and I couldn't help myself, I laughed so hard. "Relax, I was just teasing you." I nudged his shoulder playfully and he heaved an exaggerated sigh of relief. We ended up laughing about it. We sat down at a table for two, within the west wing of the restaurant. I ordered some basmati rice with shrimp sauce while he went for some spaghetti bolognese, topped with some fine wine. We had our meals in silence.

Without warning, Stella’s emotions suddenly turned turbulent and violent. Naturally, Weston wanted to know why. After she calmed down and went to her room, the two men went to a quieter balcony. Weston offered Hayden a cigarette, but Hayden shook his head. “I don’t smoke.” “What a coincidence. I don’t smoke too,” Weston replied as he withdrew the cigarette. Hayden glanced at him and laughed. “I didn't expect the famous Mr. Ford of Ahn City would fall for a woman like that.”

"Um- everyone, this is West, my-" "Her boyfriend," West stole the conversation. As he waved and greeted everyone, I glanced at him, unsure, until I remembered that Zayan thought that we were a couple and we'd have to keep up the charade. "You guys do us a favour and don't tell the parents, okay?" West said funnily. Making everybody chuckle, Fariah chimed in, "Don't worry, what happens at holud nights stays at holud nights."

make a lot of money". Look, the island lights are coming on. Isn't it a beautiful spectacle? Diana agreed ecstatically. It was as if thousands of stars were rising in the evening mist. Twilight quickly gave way to night, as it does in this part of the world, and for a moment the two watched in silence. Soon thousands of neon signs became visible at one point. Wanchai District ," explained Hammond, pointing, "better known as 'Suzy Wong's World.' Several films and novels immortalized this city and not only through Suzy. If you remembered the scenes from the beginning of the movie "Pull of a Saudade" you wouldn't have been scared when the plane passed between the mountains of Kowloon and landed

He was going to keep his promises this time. Right now I had finished all my tasks for the day and I had finally gotten a moment of rest inside my bedroom before I would retire into the garden tonight. the thought of it sent chills through my body. As I stood by the window, gazing out at the empty space, my mind was consumed by thoughts of what the future held for Weston and I. How do Western convince his parents to accept me? How would you convince them that we love each other even though we haven't even exchanged those words? Even though we are not mates to begin with? *******

​The victory of the Westside bid felt like a crown made of barbed wire. It was heavy, it drew blood, and it marked me as the primary target for every predator in the city—none more dangerous than the man that now leaning against the mahogany frame of my office door.

The parents of the couple didn't just let them do everything on their own, they also helped them out in so many ways, trying to make sure that the day of their children was a success. The day of the wedding ceremony came, and it was indeed an elaborate occasion in the history of Lovestar city. So many guests were invited, and there were a whole lot of wines to drink, and more than enough food to eat. Bryan and Angela were the happiest, all because their day finally came. So they danced and danced like never before, that it got to a stage that some persons began to think that they were drunk of wine, but only the couple knew the reason for their dancing that way. While some others began to sa

They were dancing in amusement, which only made my face flame hotter. Weston loved the boneless wings, devouring them like a starving man while wondering out loud if Kelly could make them. I was pretty sure she could, but it would probably be more fun if we could sneak out and get them by ourselves. My mind began to wander, trying to figure out how it would work. How could we date in L.A.? Maybe the secret was going outside of the city. A pair of girls did come up to him on our way out to have their picture taken with the Weston Lockwood look-a-like. I couldn’t help but laugh at the day they realized it really was him.