Est の小説・ストーリー

The youngest brother, Abe, always speaks his thoughts directly and easily. To mom, Avis is a golden son and a silver child. His everything was good but to the earth. Mr. Avis was just a normal man in a sea of people. Other’s people's children are also made of flesh and blood. You suddenly expressed your emotions and hit her, you were not right.

Dark and blue gazing into each other's souls. God he's so beautiful up close. Pink lips, thin nose, perfect jaw and a two days stubble. Fuck, I'd eat him if he was my breakfast. His lips are pink. Pinker than mine and I'm just jealous. How can he look so damn handsome? This is wrong. He's too real to be true. " Uh..." I stutter. He smirks and licks his bottom. Shit. That is hot. He's hot. Everything about him is hot. Just his appearance alone next to my timid self makes me clench my thighs together. God he's so tall.

ACE I surveyed Miranda from the corner of my eye as I drove to her apartment. She was nervous and she could deny it all she wanted but I saw it in the way her pulse hammered against her skin at the crook of her neck, in the way minuscule beads of sweat clung to her temple, and in the way she kept fidgeting or biting at her lower lip that now sported red cracks because she wouldn't stop chewing at it.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

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Anxiety always rises to the surface before any other emotion. Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires reached my ears, and I looked up to see a yellow car with two black stripes pulling into the parking lot. Hayden emerged from the vehicle, wearing sunglasses and allowing his hair to flow freely. It appeared more voluminous today, resembling fluffy clouds atop his head. Donning a black hoodie and black basketball shorts, he sported black sneakers as well. Engrossed in a phone call, he looked up and immediately locked eyes with me, causing me to avert my gaze instantly.

So I fake a smile, I'm hoping he doesn't notice. "Jeffrey hi." I try to say in the same way he called my name. I remember the last time I saw this guy I didn't want to believe in intimacy anymore. Jeffrey Clark is tall, like basketball height tall, he's white, black hair which he shaved off, green eyes and really really bad at sex.

Cricket “Don’t even think about it, asshole!” I yelled at the motorist attempting to merge into our lane. My Uber driver flinched and covered his right ear. “Don’t take your hand off the wheel, you’re gonna let him in! Don’t let him in!”

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

" Noah said a bit frustrated. I get why Noah's a bit frustrated. Noah would prefer if Eula slap him or something, it will somehow lessen that guilt that he is feeling about her. I this girl for my best friend. I hope that she is the girl for him. Noah deserves to end up with a girl like her. "The video reached twenty million views in one day." "That's too low!" My eyes widen. "That is not low! It's one of the highest views that we got on our channel!"