Wingman Memes Novels & Stories

The moment the door slammed shut, it was as if someone had popped the pressure valve in the apartment. The tension, thick enough to chew through minutes ago, dissolved into a flood of breathless laughter, relieved exclamations, and groans of secondhand embarrassment. I pressed both palms to my cheeks, which were somehow burning and frozen at the same time. My adrenaline was still spiking, heart hammering like I’d just run from a code red rather than survived a social ambush. “Spitfire deserves a damn medal,” Ace said, shaking his head with a low chuckle. He was still standing near the door, arms crossed, but now his mouth curved into something between a smirk and a sneer. “You see that launc

“#BlackwellPowerCouple has over two million mentions already. You two look untouchable.” Elena could practically hear the grin in her friend’s voice. “Vanessa—” “No, seriously,” Vanessa interrupted. “You need to see these memes. There’s one with Adrian glaring at Damien while you’re in the background, and someone captioned it, ‘He fights business battles while she sips tea and plots world domination.’” Elena couldn’t help it — she laughed. “People on the internet have too much free time.” “True. But admit it,” Vanessa said smugly, “your husband made the entire city bow last night. Even I got goosebumps watching that video. No wonder half the female population is in mourning.”

This is what love does to someone like me it destroys me from the inside out. Timothy's black sports car sits in the circular driveway, and I wonder if Madison is inside with him right now. Probably planning their future together while laughing about the pathetic Omega who thought she had a chance. My phone buzzes with another notification. Someone has created a meme using a screenshot from the video my face photoshopped onto a picture of a homeless dog peering through a restaurant window. The caption reads: "When you're an Omega but think you deserve Alpha attention." The comments are even worse:

, I hear Amory whine, oh this is too good to interrupt. “Just saying, how old is he again?” Meme asks. “He’ll be twenty-five in September, why?” Amory says, confirming they are in fact talking about me. “Just saying, if you can’t forgive Spin, I’d be all over Jonny too”, Meme blurts out. This is where I intrude, “flattering, but I’m a one-woman kind of man”! “All the more reason, Lala”, Meme declares and winks at Amory, who returns her wink by throwing a pillow at her.

Yet, now… She even thought of jumping off the building, and bring everything to an end. Wayne’s back was facing the window as he scrutinized Mandy’s looks with a malicious grin. “No worries, this is just a game…” “I won’t force you at all. I’ll make you turn into a bitch voluntarily…” Wayne’s sinister grin widened. He looked like a perfect copy of the Devil himself. “Oh, yes. Do you want me to play you a livestream and see how many of Harvey’s fingers they’ve chopped off?”

mwah W.M (husband) *proceeds to send u hundreds and thousands of kisses n smooches n snuggles* ew W.M (husband) *and one more kiss for good measure* (￣ε￣＠) why are u like this get back to work chief W.M (husband) yes ma’am (´♡ ‿ ♡`) dork. ❤ Trust Williams to goof around and send lovesick emoticons in the middle of his own meeting. Ariana grins at the thought, pocketing her phone and heading towards the direction of the Montenegros Headquarters.

“Is it? You told me that you had everything under control once before. And do you know who was not at the Hunt? The one that we hosted. I’m surprised we’re not still the laughingstock of the world.” The meme that had circulated around the were-community social media popped into Sirius’ mind. A picture of the Maidens walking through the woods with the caption Camouflage so good the Alpha’s daughter cannot be found. It and several others ran the typical course of any scandal and then died off with the next one. They had popped up a few more times over the past year and each time Malachi burst into his office threatening to take his position back.

"I have to meet with the show's director today. Besides, it's not appropriate for us to hang out together given our relationship." Reading this message, Victor anxiously chomped on more mint gum. What's not appropriate? The just-woken man lay on his bed, staring glumly at his phone. His hair was a mess from sleep, with a cowlick sticking up in the middle, bobbing as he shook his head. Victor pouted, not knowing how to respond. He ended up sending a self-made meme. The meme was of himself, teary-eyed, with a caption saying "Okay" in a sad voice.

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Damn it! @Death Wish