Novel Version "Lilah"

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Crazy girl," he shakes his head and I begin on a nonstop ramble about how bed frames that are shorter should be made more stylish so that I could get one I like. He doesn't say anything, he just walks past me, slightly hitting his shoulder against my temple, nearly knocking me out for a second. So here I am, walking back down Red Street thinking about how I'm going to break it to my father that I don't have his moonshine or his money.

I watch his strong, muscular back as he stops in his tracks, his black shirt nearly matching the intricate tattoo sleeve on his arm. Sugar' fits him spectacularly because behind all that saltiness, I know he's got a least a little bit of sugar in him. Last night when Grey went out for the old man hostage situation, he was supposed to come right back here. I peer up and over at the same group of five people as they stand over something I can't quite make out considering they're all so far ahead of me now. I asked you if you wanted a milkshake late last night," I purse my lips, still smiling a little although I'm trying to keep it off my face.

Most of the time, when someone apologizes, the person they're apologizing to usually says something like 'it's okay! I've officially banned myself from Wattpad comments because what's left of my innocence is nonexistent and that's probably the cause (y'all are so lonely, hold up, let me join-) Even though the plot was chilling with Pluto, I saw my babies grow into their love and get their HEA, read through heartbreaking moments and swooned under the covers when the sizzleness was too much to handle. Then we have the incredible friend group that I would love to strangle lovingly to death (yes, I did adore them), the adorable friend, the hot mess friend, the sassy friend. Mom, you know I can't do that," I wipe her chin-length, dark brown hair away from her dull blue eyes.

My ID is in my wig that I left a home," I blurt out and internally remind myself to punch myself in the face later. The sound of a door to one of the restaurants by day, bar by night opens sending me out of my mind-ramble and back into reality. In this story I mention the word "britches" multiple times and I've gotten comments asking what britches are. I catch sight of a couple of Jack Daniels bottles on the coffee table and I close my eyes in an attempt to picture the table the way it used to be before the wreck. Now, as they look as if they're around their late college years, I infer that the five of them had lost a little bit of contact and tonight, they're meeting up again for old times sake.I land back on my feet, just barely, and when I look up, dark black eyes are staring right back at me. So we were all in the meeting room," he begins, interlocking his fingers, "and we were talking about going to Montana and stuff. Ok, so in a typical romance novel, there are a series of character traits that the main character usually has: short, immature, “conservative,” clueless, hyper/energetic, etc. A twenty dollar bill rests firmly in my hand and I don't think I could give it away to the nice homeless man even if I wanted to. Support libraries: If this is available at your local library, consider borrowing it for free there.

What if they get stol-" he cuts me off by pushing away from the door and coming to stand directly in front of me.Years ago, I saw an episode of the Oprah Winfrey show that said a girl should avoid getting on an elevator with a guy alone. Glare at the girl with a busted lip and broken-in-half-nose," I jump at him to scare him but he doesn't move.

honestly going into this book, i hoped it would live up to all the "tiktok hype" everyone has for this book and quiet frankly this book was such a disappointment. I look down at my lap and close my eyes for a quick second in an attempt to clear my mind from the picture of when the crash happened. I hold my pillow tighter against my ears as the sound of our once loved fine china gets thrown against the walls of the home I used to adore. The night surrounding us prevents me from seeing exactly what he looks like but I can feel his gaze on me. The smell of alcohol on him was what hit my senses first, then I felt the tight grip of his hand on the back of my shirt.Now a few of these traits in a main character is fine, like if you want your main character to not like to say curse words and be short? My heart beats even louder as I look around me at any other person but I don't think there are any other girls in my general area. I remove the napkin from my face and look in the mirror, having to slightly stand on my tippy toes to see myself. Who would just walk up to someone as unfortunate as him and just start beating him up for no reason? Okay, Azalea, I think Jake's passing is really just getting to you right now," my mother runs her hand up and down my back.