Bling From Let It Shine Novels & Stories

Bella looked like she was about to pass out. Actually pass out. Like, knees buckling, vision spotting, emergency-room-visit pass out. Lisa stood there with the serene, terrifying patience of a predator waiting for a response, while Bella just stared at her as if her brain had hit a blue screen of death. I crossed my arms, leaning back against the lockers to enjoy the show. "You’re blushing, Bel. It’s actually impressive. You’re the exact color of a maraschino cherry."

I thanked, pulling my gorgeous little mate into my side "Yeah it was such a shock though" Lacey began, her voice is so fucking annoying, she had one arm linked through Lincoln's and a small scowl on her face. "You know, 'cause Sin's so powerful and handsome and Blossom's quite... plain" she smiled. My Blossom's face fell slightly but she quickly covered it with a smile, clearly trying to be polite. I however was certainly not fucking happy. "Come on Lacey... Blossom is anything but plain" Lincoln said, eyeing her up and down

She truly looked like a photo model, effortlessly elegant and radiant. I cleared my throat and mustered up the courage to speak. "Um, miss Daisy, here's the fruit juice you requested," I stammered, trying my best to maintain composure. Daisy turned her head towards me, her stunning smile widening as she said, "Oh, thank you. That's very kind of you." Her enchanting presence made it hard for me to form coherent thoughts. But just as I was about to admire her beauty further, my trembling hands betrayed me, causing me to stumble. In horror, I watched as a drop of juice from the glass splashed onto Daisy's dress. The silence in the room was abruptly shattered by Daisy's piercing scream.

Now she has only one option and that was to wait for her father to come back but he didn't, till now he is in a coma. "Ma'am, your makeup is done" The artist is declared but Mira didn't open her eyes. She wasn't ready to see herself like that, scared that she would cry. She has promised that she won't. The woman looked at her confused, not able to understand why she was not opening her eyes. "You need to wear a lehenga now!" Damon looked up from his phone when he realised that the makeup artist is struggling. His eyes softened when he noticed how Mira is frozen in her place and has refused to open her eyes. He could understand the trauma she had gone through but as he promised himself, he wa

People were calling me a plagiarist and were attacking me on every social media platform I had. Additionally, the number one trending topic was #GenuisPaintressLeahRivers. It turned out Skyler had spent a fortune to make Leah's art show a trending topic. People were singing her praises in the comments and calling her an art prodigy. I tapped on the hashtag and looked at photos of Leah's art show. Due to my blurred vision, I stared at them for a long time until my left eye became sore. That was when I saw that most of her work, including the details and inspiration, were blatant copies of my work. Yet, everyone thought she was the victim.

I failed to realize that promises were only ever true in the moment they were spoken. He kept promising, again and again, showering me with kisses. I had to ignore the bright notification that flashed on his phone screen under his pillow. Camila.

CORALINA'S POV I can feel the weight of a thousand gazes, each one feeling like a jagged stone aimed at the red silk covering my skin. Brielle is panting, her eyes wild with the temporary high of a successful assassination. She thinks she has won. She thinks the "Gold-Digger" brand is permanent. I wait for the explosion. I wait for Clyde to unleash the terrifying, bone-shaking roar that defines the Shadow Alpha. But Clyde doesn't roar.

He grinned, “come here.” Lilly’s eyes opened wide, “we are about to take off.” “No honey, we are already in air,” he smiled when she quickly looked out the window. “Wow, it’s really looking like ants” she exclaimed and heard him chuckle. “We are still ascending, it doesn’t look like ants much yet, you will soon not see anything.” “This is amazing.” “It is, now come here.” “I don’t want to fall.” “You won’t, come here flower” he urged and she tried to get out of her seatbelt but she couldn’t, Shane sighed and unbuckled his, standing up, he pretended to loose his balance, “oh my heavens I’m falling.”

“You finally showed up? I guess your man is not burning pizza today?” Was I playing it cool? Was it too obvious? “He's not,” She groaned, “Let the past be in the past, Alaina.” She took in my entire appearance, her gaze latched to me. Lorraine stroked her chin. “Hm. Why's there a certain glow to you?” She squinted and I froze. Oh well. “W-what glow? Let's go in alr-ready..” “No, no. You're…actually glowing, Alaina. You're shining. Got a new face cream?”

Blazing. He leads me down the aisle like I belong to him. The crowd stands up. They smile. They applaud. Cameras pop like tiny bombs. Someone is crying somewhere. It isn't me. I can't even breathe. Can't even think. My skin is too tight. My chest is too hollow. I try to catch the eye of someone. Anyone. A face that I may recognize. A glimmer of anything sane. No one looks back. They're too caught up in the show.