Book Poppy Novels & Stories

“Don’t be so sensitive. I’m just teasing you. Of course, I want to hear it. Unless you’re going to tell me that Kayla was promoted, or worse, got herself a billionaire or something.” “Ew, no!” Poppy replied. “She can kiss my ass. I couldn’t care less. Anyway…so, do you remember that pop rock band we watched at Coachella a couple of years ago with the cute bass player and the hot singer?” she asks, her voice way too excited for me to keep up.

“It might complement what you're looking for.” I looked at an 11-year-old boy for the first time and became aware of his brain, what he was doing, what he understood, and the things he saw beyond. I swallowed hard and nodded. I read the books at the same time and discovered something we had overlooked: the poppy was a creation of the gods themselves.

I waited to hear a third new voice, but after a short time of not hearing anything, I realized what was different about this room. "We ain't stealin' kidneys or nothin'! We're here to help y'all out," Poppy announced, taking her key ring back from Mia's hand without any resistance, "All I need is yer name and Ultimate if ya got one." Poppy had taken the lead in the information briefing, and her newly returned chipper mood was met by the new guy's mood spiking up as well.

April halted, startled at the voice. Poppy. She stood outside the copy room holding a takeaway salad, brow furrowing immediately as she took in April’s appearance. April opened her mouth to offer a deflection, but Poppy didn’t wait for one. She set the salad down and stepped forward. “You look like you’ve been hit by a train.” Her voice wasn’t judgmental. It was concerned. Soft. The kind of voice April hadn’t known she needed until it broke her open all over again. “I’m fine,” April said, too fast. Too flat.

Evander quickly explained the risks they would face to Poppy. “Who says I'm going to let us stay injured?” Poppy replied with a grin on her face. “All you need to do now is take off your clothes,” Poppy continued, glancing at Evander with a seductive look. Evander looked at Poppy in confusion, staring at her as if she had gone crazy and lost her mind after being beaten by the monsters. Poppy ignored Evander's strange gaze. Before taking off her magic bag, she reached inside and pulled out her Healing Potion from her inventory.

She looks at me as if asking what the hell I'm talking about. "That friendly gesture with that girl!" I stated. "What? Is it bad to be good?" she asked back. "Haha! No, it is not, It's just not like you" "Lol! I think Rox is kind! We can befriend her!" "Don't know! As you've said, she's kind so we're complete opposite" I saw her shake her head at what I said. I just shrugged. The great Black approaches someone and treats her nicely. I don't know what's on that woman that she was able to captivate Black.

She actually already had a buyer for Princess, and the price was good. Wow! She moves fast. So I told her to go ahead with the sale. I went to say goodbye to Princess, I drain my tears as she kept nudging me for the treats that I brought her. I kissed her one last time and walk away. It needed to be done. I can do this. People deal with the worst. I went to the bar and buy one shot of bourbon, to gave me strength after crying my eyes out. I was about to leave when a woman approaches me.

“Miss Poppy, you are merely a coach at this club. I don’t believe you possess the authority to dismiss me.” “I’m not firing you,” Poppy sneered. “I’m advising you to leave of your own accord.” Ava tilted her head slightly. “And why should I do that?” “Because—” Poppy’s gaze slid deliberately over Ava’s slender frame, lingering on her slim arms beneath the fitted workout top. Her lips curled with disdain. “If you cannot even shape your own body properly, what right do you have to guide others?” Ava remained perfectly composed. “Miss Poppy,” she replied lightly, “perhaps you should reduce your intake of protein powder. It builds muscle, certainly—but it seems to do dreadful things to the brain