Romans & histoires Wata Ame

she's crazy talking to herself. "Ate Amie, what are you thinking? It's like the depth as ocean ah? Do you have a problem?" Lita asks when she noticed Amore was thinking something. "Ah. Nothing. I'm just thinking about what I can do this week. The matter is, it's your brother Yam's birthday. I was planning to have a birthday party for him so I'm thinking of things to do for his birthday. Can you suggest something is it okay Lita?"

"Ma'am, it's already 9:30," the waiter told me as he approached my table. I Checked my phone, It was really 9:30pm. I had been waiting for a long time that I had lost track of time. My day couldn't get any worse. "We'll have to take your table." I brought out a wad of cash. "Here take this", i handed it to him. "It's three hundred dollars, I just need a little more time."

I didn't have the slightest intention of looking at him. Amon stood up straight. He chuckled softly while unbuttoning his suit jacket, placing it beside me. “You aren't good at waiting, Wisa.” “It’s been a week,” I cut him off quickly, my voice still low, stifled. “I won’t go back on my word,” Amon sat in the armchair, crossing his legs as he reached for his slim laptop. “Waiting for the right time, Wisa.” “Just do it, open it, get it over with,” I said, raising my voice a little.

"Wade, what are you doing?" I questioned in a whisper. “I knew I would see you again, Amara, but I didn't think it would be under these circumstances. I swallowed thick. -I do not understand. "Karla is my mate," was what he said. Shit.

Kenton. A very naked Kenton. 'Mate,' my wolf yaps excitedly. 'Our mate is here! He came to find us.' "Amaris," he says, his deep voice doing funny things to my insides. I nod my head, indicating that I understand him. He smiles widely and steps forward, kneeling to pet behind her ears, "You are so incredible, Amaris," he murmurs, burrowing his face into her neck, inhaling deeply, taking her scent into his lungs. "Can you shift back?"

“Why do you need all these buildings if you don’t live in them?” “You’re literally dumber than a rock,” Ama says. “We choose to live in the real world. The real world has stores.” “I’ve never been to a store,” I say, feeling a little tendril of excitement growing inside me. “Shocking,” Ama says. “Seeing as how you’re basically a bog hag who knows nothing except how to wrestle alligators and catch fish. Now

“Where baby, tell mama. Please?” Olliver placed his hand on the left side of his neck and Abigail was shocked. It can’t be, she thought. Abigail was one of those people who did not bear a soulmate mark but she had known Olliver had one ever since he came into her house. She was happy for her baby, but today’s incident sent chills down her back. How can it be? She took a closer look at Olliver’s neck and there it was. His soulmate mark which was pale pink, now burned like tattoo in ink-black color, the infinity symbol. His mark was shining brightly in the evening sun. Concerned for her son, Abigail decided to not mull upon the incident any further at this time. She carried Olliver back to th

grumbled Will with a frown, knowing full well that Amare was playing dumb. “…O-oh…! So you were asking about that, Master Will… Well… though I searched far and wide, I simply couldn’t locate Gerald in Japan! He’s really good at hiding…” replied Amare as he smacked his forehead, hoping to fool Will that he had just recalled the incident.

"You have the strength and courage of your mother, Ameera. " As Carolina bid her goodbye, a sense of gratitude washed over Ameera. She watched as Carolina's figure faded into the distance, leaving her with a glimmer of hope and a phone number clutched tightly in her hand. Ameera knew she had gained an ally, someone who understood the weight of her burden and was willing to stand beside her.