Hey guys! Thank you so much for everything!Enjoy!---------------"Uh... I-I..." I stuttered, "Y-you... Y-you're alive..." My eyes widened and searched Adam's body with my eyes. He's alive.The only thing wrong with him is the patched up left leg. No, left ankle.He's not dead from the explosion..."B-but..." I faced the doctor and said, "You said Mr. Arioso died!"He nodded, "He died because of the explosion of his artery."What?"Wait..." I faced Adam and asked, "What's your last name?"Still smirking, he answered. "Emerson."Adam Emerson."It's great that I finally got that I guess..." I muttered, before realization hit me hard. I looked at Felipe, "But you said Adam's at room 503!"He shook his head, "No, I said it was 504."Memories flashed back from the elevator scenes in the woods not too long ago. Me and numbers."So let me get this straight," I faced Adam, "You're alive." I faced the door 503, "The person that died there is not you." Then I pointed to my self, "And I'm stupi
H I !The end is near, trust me, it is 😢THANK YOU FOR EVEYTHING PEEPS!Fun fact about this chapter -> This was supposed to be the last chapter then the next chapter would be the epilogue, BUT, I haven't started writing Charlie's story yet so technically, I couldn't finish this book. I'm still waiting for the spark I usually feel when I start writing the first chapter for a new book.Plus, I CANNOT DECIDE FOR THE MODEL/SINGER/ACTOR TO BE CHARLIE!Guuuuys. I NEED YOUR HELP! Think of anyone, ANYONE, that may look like an older and adorable bad boy Charlie! Comment the name here please!-And for those who suggested Cameron Dallas, he does look like a Charlie but his face is too common already (Pfft, like Francisco and Sean were not?)Anyways, ENJOY!-------------------------------------->>Maybe he walks fast...?Walking out of the elevator, I frowned when there was no sign of the old man, or Carlos."Em?"Turning around, my eyes widened when I saw Franco walking towards me."Franco," I
Oh my duck, I made it!Whew! I wrote this like, minutes ago, since I was busy the whooole day. My summer classes started and my schedule's tight! BUT NOBODY (nothing) CAN DRAG ME DOWN *dances*Thank you for everything!Enjoy!--------------------->"Emily? Em? Hun?"I groaned as that angelic voice, which no doubt came from my mom, wakes me up."Ma, just give me five more minutes!" I moved to my side and frowned when my favorite pillow was not there. I patted my other side and was quite contented when I felt something. I pulled it under my cheek and sighed at it's warm temperature.Wait, why is this thing warm?Suddenly, everything crashes down on me.Me meeting Adam's grandpa, him saying he loves me and my parents in front of me.My parents.I opened my eyes and gasped, "Adam."He smiled charmingly, "Glad you're awake." His hand underneath my cheeks moved and caressed my other cheek.I felt my freaking blood rush towards my ducking cheeks. I'm blushing, great. -note the sarcasm."Hand
Hey guys!So it's like 10:55 pm right now and I just finished writing this chapter. I was supposed to be writing and updating tomorrow afternoon or something since I have some things to do for my summer classes (MUSIC IS BAE BUT DOING IT FOR THE FIRST TIME IS A PAIN IN THE ASSSS) but then again, NOBODY CAN DRAG ME DOWN.So tada! I wrote this for 30 minutes or something and updated this!Thank you guys for voting and commenting and reading! -that's one of the reason why I wrote this and forced myself to finish a chapter no matter what.Enjoy 😊---------------------"You... uh... I mean..." I stuttered, touching my lips and gawk at him. "Did you uh... you... uh... me..."He smiled, showing off his straight white shiny teeth. "Did I just kiss you? Yeah, I did." He pulled my hand and put it around his neck, "Now that's gone, let me do it again-"The door was slammed open, revealing my dad. "I almost forgot-"Damn, what a sight to see...... "911, what's your emergency?"------->"Is ther
H I !Thank you guys for your support and worries, it literally gave me energy to write now 😊So thank you for the awesome votes, hillarious aww-worthy comments and reads!I love you!I'm dedicating this chapter to @everyoneEnjoy!----------------------------------->"So..." I stated awkwardly, sipping on my cup of tea."So..." Mom nodded.Right now, me and Adam are in my parents' hotel room -aka our hotel room since our house got exploded weeks ago- having dinner.Mom invited Adam over which made me frustrated and my dad sulk in anger."How are you doing, Adam?" Mom asked, "After the blow my husband gave you, I'm quite shock that you can still talk."He chuckled, "I'm not that weak, Mrs. Sanders. I must say, you look gorgeous today." He winked at me, "Like mother like daughter."KissAss."Oh shush." Mom laughed, obviously flattered. "Call me Isla," Then she jabbed her thumb towards dad's direction. "And you can call him Harold.""No, you're still calling me Mr. Sanders." Dad frowne
"So what are we doing here?" I asked Chloe, looking at the scary looking cabin in front of me."We're just... confirming some theory." She whispered, pulling Reed's elbow closer."Are you guys saying that there's a possibility, that my grandparents are alive?" Adam asked, before laughing like crazy, "Dude, they're dead!" Then he went silent, "Please, don't joke around."This is the first time I saw Adam freaking Emerson looking vulnerable; so vulnerable that he actually looks like a pouting lost puppy.I grabbed his left hand which made him look at me. "We have to do this, Adam. We need to."Sighing in defeat, he squeezed my hand and nodded. "Come on."We walked towards the cabin and knocked.We need to know if what I saw and what they saw were right, that Carlos and Linda are alive. Or were they just guardians, like a cupid spirit that bring couples together.The door opened -when Reed twisted the door knob."It seems like no one's home." I muttered, "Should we really go inside and-"
"How are you doing?" I asked, taking a sit next to Adam.We're currently in the cemetery where Carlo was burried 15 minutes ago. Beside Carlo's grave was Linda's.Now this my friend, is the real relationship goals. Dying the same way with the one you love, dying the same place with the one you love -> And muttering the name of the person you love using your last breath.The scene got me crying like a cry baby... Ooh, this actually reminds me of Melanie Martinez' Cry Baby since I kept on crying and crying and crying.I tapped my fingers on my lap and waited awkwardly.He probably thought that it was a rethorical question...Or he probably didn't hear me...Or he probably doesn't want to talk to me...I mean, what would you do if the person you thought who died years ago turns out to be alive and yet died at the same day?So when he raised his head and faced me, it shocked me straight to the moon."I'm fine." He muttered, breaking the silence. He nodded slightly and blinked a few times.
"Mommy, Jay took Barbie!"Putting the flour aside, I turn around and sighed when I saw Cobie, my 8 years old daughter, bawling her eyes out."That's not true!" Jay, my 8 years old son and Cobie's older twin brother, ran beside her. Waving a very familliar small plastic figure on his hand, "Mommy, she's lying!""No! I'm not!" She pouted, before angrily pointing at her doll, "SEE?! MOMMY, HELP ME!"I love my twins, really, I do. I thank Him every morning for having them but sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I can hire a referee for them.Sighing loudly, I bent down and waved them to come forward. Walking in front of me, they crossed their arms and pouted.They took my stubbornness but took their father's adorableness."What's the problem here?" I asked them gently."He took my Barbie." Cobie glared at her twin."Why did you took her Barbie, Jay?" I asked him gently."It's because she took Bumblebee!" Jay glared back at his twin.Resisting to sigh frustratedly, I asked her gently. "Why d
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