Wicked Common Sense Media Novels & Stories

No, it is not right! Rebecca will eventually find the truth. Jacob doesn't want to lose her trust and love. She was just scared and worried about her, but this girl is powerful. If he will constrict her, she will get weak and she will lose confidence in herself. Rebecca is a very brave girl. She can accept her mistake and have the courage to forgive him. She is very different from all other she-wolves around here, she can handle herself. AND Jacob can not forget that she ruled the biggest pack of this continent for six years handling all the problems by herself. If she can do that, she also can handle Crysler Dark. AND only she can do it. So, Jacob put all his trust in Rebecca.

It's quite possible that Jonathan expected that many people talk shits about him after knowing the truth, the media proving to be as unreliable as the Wisdom family always claimed; that'd prove they were right, reinforce their stance on Wisdom superiority, their power. At the same time, Trisha quite sure that while that might have played a part at first, with the first dozen media or so, she's also fairly certain that the time came when Jane Wisdom must have realized that they just couldn't do anything anymore. That the company still needs public opinion, would never be enough, not to go against the rest, and certainly wouldn't have been enough to do much of anything even if all theirs oppos

Thus, he could only heave a heavy sigh. "Are you being like this because of what she did to you back in the hospital?" he asked. This made Phoebe crease her forehead in curiosity. "How did you know that?" "Don't you know? It is all over the internet." "What?!" Hyperion just shrugged his shoulders with her ignorance. But that was no longer his concern so he just ignored her screams of shock as she looked it up. "What the fuck?!" Phoebe cursed upon seeing a video of her being called a mistress.

There were different cliques all paired up in school. Among the boys,we had the most popular Frank Kingston of course,the popular, wealthy, spoilt kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. I still remembered how he humiliated me in fifth grade and said I would end up being poor just like my mother, pompous, spoilt bastard.I became angry anytime I remembered what he did to me in fifth grade. I was angry for many reasons. I was angry because he insulted me and I was angry at myself because I had a huge crush on him. Well, who wouldn't. I was fat and ugly but I had feelings too and I wasn't blind not to notice that Frank Kingston was a tall handsome human with blonde, short hair and brown ey

I had attempted to avoid Mateo and keep my conversations with him to a minimum. I only answered the questions he asked or responded to the comments he made about the teachers and students. Liza and Sora were freaked out by what I'd told them and wanted to look more into memory development, specifically whether anything like what I saw could actually be real and not just a figment of my imagination. Speed-walking to my car so I could get to Oliver's Cafe, Books and Mystery, I tried to focus on anything other than the giant Greek god who had somehow become my personal shadow.