Tag: PerfectMates

  • Chapter 7

    Nicholasโ€™ P.O.V โ€œYeah just get my phone for me!โ€ Mickey yells from downstairs. I grab it before rushing back downstairs only for my hand to immediately vibrate and the screen to light up. Someone saved as That Cunt Across The Road sent him a text. I didnโ€™t get much of a chance to ponder about…

  • Chapter 6

    Chrisโ€™ P.O.V I grasp my cup of hot water while staring at my sleeping mates whose slumbering breaths were small and distant. Both of them had knocked out the moment they could and stayed that way. I woke up an hour ago and couldnโ€™t help but smile at the sight of Nic and Mickey wrapped…

  • Chapter 5

    Mickeyโ€™s P.O.V โ€œNo!โ€ Nicholas whines like the big baby Iโ€™ve come to know him as. โ€œDonโ€™t go.โ€ โ€œI have to,โ€ I say sadly in response, โ€œschool is calling.โ€ โ€œSkip today.โ€ He begs, as I look to Chris for help as he cleaned up after his scrumptious breakfast. โ€œI want you to stay too.โ€ He says…

  • Chapter 4

    Picture of Mickey Nicholasโ€™ P.O.V โ€œMickey slow down.โ€ I warn as he runs up the patio stairs with cardboard boxes so big that they threatened to topple over and pull him down with them. โ€œYou slow down!โ€ He retorts sassily, before disappearing inside his house. I simply smile in response as I look back at…

  • Chapter 3

    Chrisโ€™ P.O.V My fingers coil around my shirt fabric, directly over my chest as a tormenting sense of agony injected itself into my heart. Several waves of need and sadness being projected from Mickey, it only worsening as we drove further away. I try to console Saint as he whines in my head, pushing me…

  • Chapter 2

    Picture of Mickey Mickeyโ€™s P.O.V I let a smile tug its way onto my lips as Nic pulled me into him. We were lying in one of my guest rooms, me snuggled into Nicโ€™s arms and Chris spooning him from behind. Is this a dream?! โ€œHey.โ€ Nic whispers in my ear making me tense a…

  • Chapter 1

    Picture of the twins Nicholasโ€™ P.O.V I try not to stare at Christopher as he drove us back home but it was hard. Even harder than that time mom made me cook โ€˜a unique, Brazilian dinnerโ€™ for the family. It was really, really hard. He was right next to me and his scent was driving…

  • Prologue

    The night of the party Mickeyโ€™s P.O.V I stand in front of the house that was producing the most noise in the entire province, people running around the yard like animals while others drank and laughed, dancing and making out like teenagers should. I urged myself to go in, but my heels stood stuck in…

  • Author’s Note

    Hello my beloved humans!!!!!! Weโ€™re back here again! Though this book is short, it is a favorite of mine. I hope it is for you too. If youโ€™ve read any of my other books before you can just skip this, for the newbies, bare with me for a moment please. 1) Thank you for reading…