Btr All Over Again Romane & Geschichten

Julian asked as he knelt in front of her. "Do you need anything?" Matthew added at her side. "I just need Liam to pull through," she replied, giving the brothers her bravest smile even though she felt anything but brave. "He will," Julian said. "He's a crazy bastard. Matt, remember back in '12 when he totalled his car in the final lap of the Iconic race?" "Yeah," Matthew laughed. "The idiot jumped out of a burning car and walked away without a single scratch on him, pissed out of his mind he'd lost the race and not in the least scared he could have died—"

Sarah asks softly. "No thank you," I say quietly, looking up at her and Jessie shakes her head. Jessie I just got the girls to sleep as Sarah and Jamie went to the movies for a second date. I enter our room as Elliott was stripping down for bed in her sports bra and boxers. My eyes travel over her perfectly sculpted body and bite my lip as my eyes land on her large bulge. She hasn't noticed me in the doorway as she sits on the edge of the bed to remove the walking boot.

‘You will be exposed very soon, son of a bitch! “No matter who wins your stupid bet, there are no losers.” Natalie commented honestly and her lips stretched into a subtle smile. “The only loser there is your brother, my little cousin!” Julian humbled full of sarcasm and an inexplicable gleam flickered across his eyes. Everybody was staring at Mike in anticipation.

He mocked “Don’t forget, to get one like Anna,” He teased me “I will! Or maybe I’ll ask Anna to take me as her second husband,” I replied him back “Fuck you! Well, I will pay people to throw you to Alcatraz,” His expression turned cold “Ohhhh!!! Seriously, chill, duh!” I hit his upper arm and he laughed “I’m happy! I’m happy right now! I like it, seeing both of you survive in the end. That bitch is a curse!” Brian turned to me

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

I left slamming the door with rage. I became bitter and with rage. I couldn't think of anything else but how to get my vengeance. In a moment, all the memories I had with him for the past years we've been together started to play in my head like a movie. was it all a lie? everything we did together, all the memories we built and the life we were going to build? we were going to grow old together. *************** This I marked the most dreadful day of my entire life. I couldn't sleep nor stay awake.

“I’m not sure. You never use the orange one, and the white one could be triggered by anything.” “Like?” “Love, need, or even fear.” “Okay. What happens if I set a tree on fire?” “Hmm. I didn’t think of that.” “Seriously? I could start a forest fire, and you didn’t think about that?” “Okay, well, let’s just focus on making it appear.” “Alright, but I still don’t know.” “The bracelet will help. You just focus on the right emotion. For anger, think of something that absolutely infuriates you.”

I took four days off from work as I drove my family to our cabin in the woods, we quickly set up everything we would be needing, my mom strictly warned us about taking any work related calls because we would be in deep shit, and we know better than to disobey her, that woman can become an erupting volcano when she is angry, I wouldn't want that on my head. I don't know where it came from but my little sister decided that we prepare a trap, because she believed that in this woods, we could find unicorns. I told her that she had been reading too many fantasy novels, but she wouldn't let me be, so I had to do what she wanted for my own

Josh blinked at me, as if he hadn’t heard me right. Then, his expression shifted—confusion, then disbelief, then something else entirely. "You want me to get you a what?" I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. "A tampon," I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. Josh exhaled, running a hand through his hair like I had just asked him to rob a bank. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, staring at me like I had completely derailed his night.

No way to clean this up in time. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK."