Novel & Cerita Beauty And The Beasts Parker

After those words left my lips Parkers head snapped up to mine, "Why would you be looking for me?" "Because your the new Giants King and I need you for the war against Bane, The Vampire King." The look on Parkers face was priceless, he was so shocked because of that. "Told you she was the future Moon Goddess." Thane said with a triuamphant smirk. I smirked towards Parker as well. After the confusion and shock left his still adorable face he finally spoke, "We will definately help you in the war and im sure you know my reasons." I nodded feeling sorry for him.

Tamia says. "Yeah, I get why you would ignore him," Olivia says. There was a knock on the door and Ophelia decided she would get it. "I mean we are friends now and all, but I think you are also to be blamed, you are confusing the g—" Ophelia paused the moment she pulled the door open. "Is Parker a handsome African American with dreamy eyes by any chance?" My heart fell to my stomach and I stood from my feet and rushed to the door with the other girls following after me. Parker stood there smiling, Ophelia's words must have boosted his ego. "Hello, ladies. Hi Harp."

♡SRINITHI PARKER♡ Female lead 19 years old 5 feet 5 inches cute and extraordinary pretty face with beautiful heart a middle class ordinary girl but little baby girl to parker family as she is a gift to them after many years of their married life she is little princess to them charming and bubbly girl she is studying fashion designing in a famous college many boys are behind her for her endless beauty but the only guy in her heart is her prince Roy but she dont how he looks or where he lives her only besties are viola and salomi they're her childhood friends ♡AMARA PARKER♡ side character 45 years old mother to srinithi sweet and gentle lady who adores her daughter a lot she runs a small pastr

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

Each of us waited for the one who would break the silence. “I can’t believe you’re here,” one boy says suddenly. I remember him as Parker, that shaggy blond hair he’s tied back impossible to forget. As was the arrogance he projected when giving his name to Niko. Everyone saw it. I’m not surprised he opened his mouth first. He’s targeting Baylee Torres, a very petite, pretty girl with honey blonde hair, similar to Parker’s. “Shut up.” “I thought your daddy bought you into a good school. Or did they realise you’re not intelligent enough for them?” Parker questions, an infuriating smile we all want to slap off upon it.

"Ezra, if he comes here, if he gets close to me again, the needle reaches him. The connection feeds the poison." "The poison does not matter anymore because there will be nothing left of this valley by nightfall," Ezra said bluntly. "He is not a King right now. He is not a man who listens to reason or politics or treaties. He is the Beast, and someone stole his mate. If he arrives at this perimeter and smells Kieran Thorne's scent on your skin, he will kill every living creature between this ridge and the eastern sea." Kieran stepped up beside me then, his hand dropping to the grip of his sidearm. "Let him try. I have two hundred men ready to die before they let him take her."

Over and over, I repeated the same plea. "I want Fenric." "I want my Fenric." When I finally collapsed forward, expecting the coarse fur of the beast beneath my cheek, I found warm skin instead. Human skin. The hard planes of a man's chest rose and fell beneath me in uneven breaths. A hand slid gently down my back, tracing the curve of my spine with unbearable tenderness. I looked up through my tears. Fenric gazed back at me. Not the beast. But the man. Scarred, yes—a jagged line carved from his temple to his eye—but devastatingly beautiful.

Ms Clarissa, one of Bricktown's finest designers complimented with a bright smile. She is a black queen in her early fifties but everyone said she lied to us about her age. She thirty. Cause when I say a black queen, shii our women don't age. Forever Beautiful as fuck. "Thank you, girl." She chuckled. "Girl?" I turned to her and shrugged. "You can't deceive me with that age. As far as I know, you're my age" I said, making her laugh as I turned back to the mirror. "You silly child, you left Bricktown but Bricktown didn't leave your ass."

"If I were you, I wouldn't think twice about accepting Brian's date; you're the only stupid girl who can resist the charms of the campus belle! Seriously, I can't get over it. What's your problem? What kind of man do you want?" Emily was still grumbling while fixing her makeup, which was honestly still very perfect.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.