Romans & histoires Will Goode

Ynigo jokes. "What?" and Malcolm. "Gaygan Wyatt," he exclaimed, laughing. "Haha! Gaygan Wyatt is really funny!" Keegan remarked sarcastically. Link chimed in, "What has more letters than the alphabet?" "What?" the boys all asked at the same time. "The post office!" There was a brief pause in the car. "Oh, what do you call Gio when he rides in a jeep?" and Malcolm. “Passengio?" Link stated. "A passenger! What passengio? Stupid. What if he rides a tricycle?"

"Of course not. Why would I be mad? Elsie's just your student, not your girlfriend," I responded with a tone dripping with sarcasm. The silence stretched, thick and tense. Jared finally exhaled, like he'd been holding his breath. "Don't worry, Willow. Once this is all over, I'll make it up to you." Make it up to me? I let out a laugh, cold and amused. Too bad I no longer needed anything from him.

In neat handwriting I didn’t expect from a man as large and grouchy as Hayes. Ella, Had an early meeting. Didn’t want to wake you. Driver is downstairs for you. Black card is on the counter. Turn the penthouse into your dream home. Spend my money, Wifey. — H I stared at the card. Then the word wifey. My stupid heart fluttered like it had absolutely no discipline at all. I pressed the note flat on the counter, trying not to smile. “Okay. That’s… inappropriate,” I muttered to myself. “Totally inappropriate.”

At least 5,000 words are required for the contract application. Unsigned books won't show on app but can still show on desktop and mobile site before it's reviewd and signed. At least 5,000 words are required for the contract application. Unsigned books won't show on app but can still show on desktop and mobile site before it's reviewd and signed. At least 5,000 words are required for the contract application. Unsigned books won't show on app but can still show on desktop and mobile site before it's reviewd and signed.

"You know what? You're pathetic. You've already lost one kidney, and now you're down to your last. If you weren't such a useless wreck, you could've hocked the other one and at least split a grave with someone. "Are you mute? Say something!"

Without thinking, I called out, "Carl, I feel awful." But the room was dead quiet. That was when it hit me—today was the day Carl and Wendy were supposed to hook up. Wendy had posted a bunch of updates on Instagram—probably to make sure I saw them. Carl's face was hidden in the pictures, but their hands were intertwined. The caption read, "I finally found my destiny." Destiny? I sneered and commented, "Destined to be a homewrecker?" Not long after, I saw she had deleted my comment.

It still hurts but I can tolerate the pain. My eyes went to my mate sleeping with her head resting on the wooden table. The chair looked very uncomfortable and I couldn’t help but feel guilty. I slowly walked my way to her. She looked so peaceful sleeping. My hands moved the hair strands covering her face. The familiar sparks ran through my hand making me sigh. My hand brushed her blushed red cheeks and I lowered myself to her level. "I am sorry I am doing this. I want to say goodbye but I can’t. The more I wait the more danger you will be." I said as I kept stroking her cheeks.

Prolly going out to save the day just like the devil he is. “I'm done.” I announce. Claud stands, motioning for me to take one of his arms and Isabella, the other. “Let's get this done with.” The car ride was filled with Isabella's chattering and Claud’s bickering with me trying to hold back my laughter. It was ten minutes past five when we finally reached the venue. A high-end Chinese restaurant. We were leaning against the car with Claud definitely conversing with Alexander through the phone when another car pulled up beside ours.

This time, I finally understood— Letting go didn’t mean we would never meet again. It meant I could see clearly and still walk away with peace in my heart. I was finally free.

Darren was still going at it, trying to win an argument that I had checked out of a long time ago. I turned him out, turned on my heel, and headed for the door. However, before I stepped out, I threw a glance over my shoulder and replied calmly, "Just so you know, I've got the Bond Dissolution Ceremony at the Moon Goddess Temple set for three days from now. We'll go our separate ways after that, so don't be late." The moment I was gone, Darren's composure crumbled into chaos. He racked his brain but came up empty.