Yoi Novelas e Histórias

Ryu’s voice deepened. His whole body was covered in blood, his eyes glowing red like a true monster; even my father couldn’t make his eyes look so intimidating. “I am the Alpha; I am Ryu, and I am a predator who feeds on his enemies like prey.”

It amazed me how someone as quiet and introverted as him could be so popular. At the moment, they were engrossed in a lively game of cards, shouting and making hand signals. Hayden's aunt, whom I recently learned was named Jada, approached me and handed me a bowl of what appeared to be soup. "It's Fish Broth," Zeek, who was standing next to me, informed. I nodded, peering into the bowl. "Look," Kai said, taking my spoon and stirring the contents. "It has yam, potatoes, macaroni, fish, ochroes, and eddoes." He explained, and I pursed my lips.

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•••QUINN••• "Did your hair get an inch longer? " Maria asked in awe as the salonist got me another towel and placed it in front of me. She and Maria stared at me in admiration. "Why don't we add bangs? " I shook my head at Maria's suggestion, I'm not going back to that horror, I hate bangs it makes me look like a doll my mom forced me to go with the look until I was technically 18, everyone made fun of me the only person that thought I looked cute with it was Calvin and Mikey. Mikey was a french transfer student back in middle school he told me I looked cute in french when I got him to sign a petition I was working on and I never spoke to him again of course he was really cute back then and

But you know how these things work, as long as he's in the midst of guys like Stephan and Zyaire, his beauty doesn't count much. Zyaire had seven friends, Stephan being number one. Except for Stephan, Tommy, and Jiro, the rest of his friends weren't much to look at. Jiro is an American Japanese. His mother is of Japanese origin. He is quiet, loves smiling with his eyes closed, silently offering his friends his chips, and almost always playing games on his phone. From what Zayne told me, he is the only one apart from Stephan he could tolerate, the only one among Zyaire's friends who genuinely cared about Zyaire. But you know Zayne, he still hates the guy because he can't stand people.

"Well, I wanted to ask if I can work for you, sir." "Work for me? As what?" Zach asked. "As one of your domestic staff, sir. I can do chores, and I can wash even your car. I can do any decent job just to survive." Zachary regarded her for a while and asked, "Aren't you underage? You look fifteen or thereabout." "No, sir, I'm eighteen years old. I turned eighteen more than three months ago." Zach said, "Oh!" Lately, he had been thinking he had too many domestic staff and wanted to send a few away. He didn't need any more workers but he couldn't bear to turn Paige away.

TWO DAYS LATER Hands folded, and standing upright Damien stared at the screen of his laptop, where he was currently having a video call session with Alvarez. Alvarez and his daughter Ivy rather… The little kid was stationed on her father’s thighs, eating some snacks out of a bowl.

My mind flashes back to the she-wolf i had killed yesterday, then I shake my head, it's not my problem she was an abomination the same with this mutt "What's your name?" "Magmas Diby" "Magmas Diby?" "Yes Magmas after my grandpa and Diby is pronounced as an I, like Deyeby" "Oh, well ok are you hungry Magmas?".

My eyes widen as he gets down on one knee and tends me his hand. “Hayat Aiyer, will you be my girlfriend?” (*^▽^*)

That just made Jihoon more determined to get a reaction out of her. “One of my favorite champions is Ahri.” Jihoon chuckled. “If you played, you’d get the joke.” He leaned in and said in a stage whisper, “She’s a gumiho.” Miyoung glared at him. Jihoon grinned. She continued to glower, unmoved by his best weapon. His smile wavered. “Do you really not do anything for fun? Sports? Knitting? Ancient tea ceremonies?”