Thank you for all the READS, COMMENTS, VOTES AND SUPPORT!I love reading through it and I love answering to it too!I love you guys, especially for those peeps who read my old books!ENJOY!~-~Babysitting has been my job for years. Probably since the day I was born. Nah, I'm exaggerating, but I hope my point is taken. I love playing with kids, I love cooking for kids.I love kids. I guess they remind me of my childhood memories. They remind me that being as innocent and naive as possible. They remind me that not all human beings are... cruel.Even right now in college, we're going to be graduating soon but I'm still babysitting for my part-time job.My full-time job is the daycare my parents helped me build 3 years ago.I called it "Day Care Fun Care" -Pretty catchy, ey?So technically, my aunts and uncles, know that I'm good with my job and on what I'm doing. If they want their children to be asleep before midnight, I'll make sure of that. If they want their children to be eating th
Dinner was good... for them.They agreed with my terms when I said that they needed to eat 1 scoop of guacamole and the rest would be finished by yours truly. -and that was the worst terms I've made. I already told Charlie that I hid a box under my bed filled with letters to the people I love if ever I'd die.They called pizza hut and ordered some food and ate it while I'm stuck with the guacamole.So yes, dinner was good for them.And turns out that the triplets weren't lying with the 'chef' part. Uncle Felipe is a good doctor, so he knows all these healthy and no-fun-taste foods, but no offense, he is not a good chef. I mean I do kind of love vegetables because I used to be a kid once, which means that my mom used to force me to eat those edible healthy stuff, but still, Uncle Felipe's dishes are well... let's just say I thought that it wasn't edible.After dinner, I cleaned the dishes while Charlie cleaned the table. We work as a team, that's how it works.Vanchel has Charlie and C
"How's Easton doing?" Charlie asked, taking a seat beside me.Rubbing my face, I sighed. "He broke his arm."We are currently in a hospital where Easton's inside one of the rooms, having his arm all wrapped up.The white walls and white tiled place made my headache, the smell of alcohol makes me want to puke, the some-slutty-white dressed nurse annoys me and the bright light keeps me awake.If you haven't figured it out yet, I hate hospitals. I mean, there's just something about the people there. I'm not talking about ghosts or anything, but I am talking about the people who act like one. I pity them for having to go through life like that. Bringing that weight in their shoulders. Losing a loved one, I mean. I'm one of those extremely rare people who has never lost anyone really important. Well, to the other world, I mean. My grandma died when I was young, my mom told me that we were really close but I couldn't feel it. Like I guess I was young, but still... i cried when she died, but
"Divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived." I muttered repeatedly as I tap my fingers on the book I was holding.King Henry VIII was really something I tell you."... AND THE GORILLA RIPPED OFF DRACULA'S SHORTS!" The emcee shouted as the audience cheered happily.I groaned, slumping back on my seat and frown at the scene in front of me. Blood splatters were everywhere.There were 2 guys in the center, one with shorts on and one without."Gorilla" aka the huge guy in his boxers, stepped on "Dracula" aka the-now-naked and lanky boy that doesn't give up."Hey."Feeling warmth beside me, I shut the book close. "Ma'am Burma's going to kill me if I failed this test, Charlie. So can you hurry up and let's leave?" I turned around and faced Charlie.But the person who owns that 'warmth' is not Charlie apparently.Nope, it's a good-looking bruised-up guy with a split lip, disheveled hair, and black eye. With or without bruises, he still looks good."Nope, not Charlie." I waved a l
I was in the middle of reading the book about King Henry VIII when my office door slammed open and was slammed closed."What the-""Chel, help!" An exhausted looking Beth barged in.Beth was temporarily working here as my assistant when she was still in high school but now that she's a freshman in college, I made her the manager of the place.I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?""There's a new daycare that opened up about a block away.""That's good." I nodded, "Good for them.""Good for them, but bad for us.""It's alright Beth." I chuckled, "We have our own loyal customers.""The one who owns the place is good looking according to Mrs. Ruviolo.""That's nice.""No it isn't!" She sighed, "You're too nice for your own good.""Why is it not nice then?"She looked down, "Mrs. Ruviolo said her last goodbye earlier. She said that she's transferring her son to that daycare."My eyes widened, "Wait, Kyle's transferring?"She nodded sadly. "Mrs. Ruviolo wanted a male sitter for her
"Is this it?" Charlie whispered, looking serious as a duck."Yup." Beth hands him a paper bag with "POLLY THE TAILOR" written on it, "They've added the pushup bra with silicon in it.""Good." He nodded."Oh, and Polly wanted you to have this too." She handed him a pink pouch that has a ribbon as the lock.He shook the pink-clothed pouch and he grinned "Perfect."I raised an eyebrow, "What's inside that bag?""A fairy suit," Beth smirked."U-huh." I rolled my eyes at her sarcastic answer.Yeah right.Grabbing my phone, I faced him and instructed, "Well whatever it is, just wear that thing. Make sure that you're already in it when we come back.""When 'we' come back?" He raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?'"Oh, you know." I shrugged him off, walking outside my office with Beth trailing behind me.I heard some fumbling and he called out, "Uh no, no I don't know!"Stopping on my tracks, I turned around and blinked, "We're going to see our 'competition.' "I continued in our tracks and
"So you are saying that the tooth fairy is going to visit me?!" A little girl asked Charlie. Her blonde hair was put into pigtails and she was wearing two pink ribbons on each of the tails. She was grinning so widely, so happy, that she showed off her teeth with a missing tooth.She's not from my daycare, that's for sure."YUP!" Charlie beamed happily as he wiggles, yes wiggles, his butt. "And I bet that she's going to leave a gift!""A gift??" She gasped, "Is the tooth fairy Santa Clause?!"If tooth fairy is a girl, why the heck would she be Santa Clause? -Oh I don't know, she's probably cosplaying. That would be so cool."No, but she is actually a close friend of Santa Clause" He gasped amusingly, "Just like how I am close with Santa Clause!""You're a fairy?!" Her eyes widened with amusement written all over her face."Yup.""But you're a boy..." She suddenly frowned, "In a dress."Right."Who said boys' can't wear one?" He asked, laughing awkwardly.Her answer made me gape at the
"Hey Boss, Charlie's using too much glitters and-" Beth paused when she saw what I was holding. "I can explain."I gawked at the picture. My eyes were so wide that I bet my eyeballs would simply pop out.Yes, pop out as it would simply pop out.Yes, like it would simply slide off from my eye socket with blood pouring out and fleshy chunks burst with it too.A younger looking Dean kissing a younger looking Beth on the cheeks.What the mighty duck that squeaks?!"Is this... you and Dean?" I asked, still in shock.No duh, Vanch."Like what I said, I can explain." She muttered, walking towards me and gathered all her stuff back in her bag. She looked at the photo and blood rushes in her face."If you don't want to explain, it's okay." I mean, I can always ask Dean...She looked at me smugly, "I know you'll ask him about this."Darn it."Well, I'm like a sister to you since you moved here 3 years ago. I think I deserve a lil' bit of drama." I winked.Chuckling, she sighed silently and pick
Every story has an ending. As cliche as that sounds, it is the truth. I remembered crying my eyes off when I finished Stephenie Meyers' Twilight Saga because I just honestly love her series. I love Bella and Edward. I do not care if there are millions who disagree with me, but Twilight was one of the book series that had me swooning. I remembered buying different objects that has anything to do with the series. I admit, there were some scenes that got me cringing because it was a little bit too weird, but as a whole, the movie was amazing.My story started when my Lexus got lost. And now, finally, my car -the one who had helped me chase my dreams- has finally been found. I cannot be any more happy. Well, I can. But for the moment, I do not think that anything can top this moment."Where is my car?" I asked out loud while I rush inside the station and straight towards Officer Ramon's desk with Elliot on my trail. I usually do not run, unless if I was running late or if there was an eme
Okay, I've been doing my best to stall writing this particular chapter because I'm not ready -but I'm ready- to end my journey for this series. I'm just being a big sissy, really. Thank you so much for reading this, for all the votes and comments. Love lots Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"Did she answer your calls yet?" I asked Elliot, who was busy pouting on my bed. "She still wouldn't." He groans, "It wasn't my fault that the phone connection was choppy.""Choppy?" I asked.He nods. "Choppy."Okay."Riley is probably busy tending her boyfriend's wounds, El." You know, the one you and your brother did. Because of a misunderstanding. Because of you.He sighs while shaking his head, "This is terrible.""Aww." I cooed as I sat down beside him and giving him a hug, "Don't feel too bad, it wasn't totally your fault," it's true! "Verizon should also take the blame."He rests his head on my shoulder, which has to be uncomfortable for him because he's tall. "You're the only one w
"YOU TRAITOR!" Elliot pounces on my brother, obviously forgetting the fact that he's a police officer, and screeches from Riley, my mom, and El's were so loud that it made me go blind.Yes. You read that right."You seem calm," I told Vanchel without my eyes leaving the scene."Yeah," She sheepishly answered, "I've been in Charlie's fights in the Underground." She clears her throat, "This is nothing.""Ah." I nodded because I totally understand. The Underground is an illegal place that is located under the grounds of Denovan where fights happen. It has been there for decades. No joke. It's the same place where both my dad and El's used to fight too.Riley gasps as she tries to pull the men away from her now-husband, "What are you guys doing?! Stop this!"Jay, my twin who can totally handle himself because he actually does work in my parents' assassination company, tries -and fails- to block the hits coming from Charlier and Elliot. My dad and Reed are the ones doing the easy job of bl
The calm before the storm has never felt so tense. I remembered keeping secrets from my parents. I remembered not telling them that I lost my phone back in middle school. Well, that was until I learned that my stupid brother has been hiding it the whole time. He only wanted to see me squirm. Anyway. It was not as tensed as this one.But even back then, I have never liked the waiting game. It gives me small hives because of the stress of being scared. The feeling of knowing that there is a ticking bomb gives me the chills. The suspense is killing me.It has been a week since El called her sister and dropped the bomb on us. Riley and my moronic brother would be arriving any time now. The week was filled with held in rage and anger.The newly wedded couple had no idea that the whole family, both the Langstons and the Emersons, are here in our mansion. The same mansion that was once owned by my great grandparents. Looking at it, if the hulks have decided to kill the groom, then at least J
Rage starts silently. It is like water in a pot. You will let it simmer, then boil, THEN BAM! IT EXPLODES! I honestly hope I would not see an enraged Elliot."Elliot," I told him as we both rush towards his truck. "Babe, calm down."We both left the Chinese restaurant with unfinished food -shame, I know. If my own conscience is not knocking on my guilt enough, then the look of the Chinese man who owns the restaurant did.I mean, ordering burger and fries in a Chinese restaurant probably did enough damage, but leaving with unfinished meal? Oof."I can't believe they got married," He grumbles angrily as he harshly yanks his door open. "She's nineteen! She does not know what she is doing."I immediately climb on the truck and shut the door close. I put on my seatbelt and silently watch him turn the engine on in a hurry. I pursed my lips and placed my hand on his lap to comfort him."They have not even graduated from university yet," Elliot spat the words out of spite. "And now she is tel
"You know what is weird?" I asked my handsome date for this beautiful night as I munch on my juicy and delicious burger, "I have not heard from Jay."El raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "You have not told him that you are back in town?""Well, I guess I assumed that my parents already told him or something," I squinted my eyes and put the burger down. I picked up a fry and dipped it in my special ketchup mixed with mayonnaise sauce. "Should I give him a call?""Wait, so he does not know that you are back in town?"I shook my head no and said, "Nope."Jay is an obnoxious, arrogant, sometimes sweet, and cold-blooded piece of work. Have I mentioned that he is also my twin brother? Yeah, unfortunately, he is.Do not get me wrong, I love him. I mean, it is really just because I grew up with him and all. And to be frank, the only time I probably really liked him was when we were both in my mother's womb because you know, we have not murdered each other for nine months. Then again, maybe
"If you skipped the long butt author's note," Elliot whispers, "It's okay. I still love you.""And me too." Northon smiles alongside his brothers."To summarize the author's note though," I rolled my eyes because let's face it, Kryzel is being a little bit overdramatic, "The author just wants you to know that she appreciates you reading her work."Weston grinned cheekily. "And that she loves you!" "We," Easton flicks his glasses, "We all love you."-••-••-••-••-••-••~Losing something special can make an impact big enough to change a person's life. Sometimes, it takes losing something important to find something you have been unconsciously needing all along.In my case, this sometimes happened not too long ago. And this something? This something is my car. I may have lost my Lexus, but I did find Elliot. And he is something I need. I would have traded a hundred more Lexus to get back in the arms of Elliot Langston. I know I sound cheesy, but it is the absolute truth.Okay. Just to be
THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY SHORT. JUST A QUICK "I'M KIND OF BACK" UPDATE :)I will be writing chapter 15 later, or tomorrow lol. What do you guys prefer? Shorter chapters but daily (or 2) updates? Or Longer chapters but weekly updates? COMMENT HERE!Okay, I LOVE YOU GUYS! THANK YOU!💕💕Enjoy :)-••-••-••-••-••-••~"I can not believe that you have burnt my dollhouse." I murmured angrily while glaring at the three spawns of the devil in front of me. "I do not care who started it, and I do not care who did it -I just do not care."Easton coughs out awkwardly, "But-""No buts." I glared harder, "From now on, you guys are not allowed to enter my room."Northon's eyes widened as Weston whined loudly. "But it was just a dollhouse!""Well, that's true." I sighed while nodding, "Correction then, you are not allowed to go to my house."Both Easton and Northon groaned. However, Weston only sighed out in defeat. "Then, I guess only my brothers can visit you."I pursed my lips tightly and raised a g
So for those who had read this book years ago, you would know that I've only been putting up old works (lol). But do not fret! Chapter 14 was the latest chapter before I took the chapters down, meaning, I will be writing Chapter 15 soon. OMG. I can't wait. New readers! WELCOME!Thank you so much Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"HEY LOVEBIRDS!" I pulled away from Elliot and turned around to face West, who ruined the moment by the way. "So happy to see you all patched up after a century and all-""What?" Elliot asked impatiently, obviously annoyed. I giggled silently because I can not blame him. After all, we were in the middle of something.West screamed on top of his lungs, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!""WHAT?!" I gasped out in shock and was frozen for a second. I heard Elliot take in a breath sharply before running to where my parents' house is.I felt goosebumps around my body and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. "W-w-what h-ha-happened..." I stammered out, "Why is the ho