Bulma X Chi Chi Novels & Stories

“You brought an extra suit?” “Oh did I. It’s new and gorgeous.” “I can’t wear your new swimsuit.” “Of course you can. I bought three that day and I’ll wear the other one I brought. Let me show you.” The swimsuit was a barely there red bikini. I’m talking maybe six inches of material max. “I can’t wear this!” I think my voice squeaked. They laughed. “Of course you can,” said Chi Chi. “You have a killer body, great tits, and a tight ass. Reed will love it.”

Xuanlu said and ate with the same ravenous appetite. “No offense, but we just met, and I don’t know you.” Blake continued to turn her down. “But yet you are kind enough to feed a stranger and bested me with your cooking skills. So whoever beats me is bound to become my husband and the heir of the Chai family of the Southern Provenance. BURP!” Xuanlu said as she placed her small hand over her mouth as the burp escaped. “Pardon.” Blake could only laugh over this situation and shake his head in disbelief.

"I am so sorry about my friend. He was dropped on the head as a child, weren't you Liam?" "Yes..yes, I was" Lee nodded. Chioma turned to look at me. "So, you don't think I am gorgeous?" She asked me. Great! It was time to stutter. "God…no! Of..of course, you are breathtaking. I just meant that…" I was still ranting when I saw a smile appear on her face. "I am just kidding, Mr. Black. Hi, I am Chioma. It is very nice to make your acquaintance" Chioma brought her hands out for a shake when Dev quickly added.

Her qipao reaches her ankles and mid-thigh slits are on each side much like Amelia’s and she has beautiful white, blue, and purple flowers and butterflies placed on different parts of her outfit. Xander hugs Chris clapping him on the back as Chris does the same, “We are so proud of you both. We know what a big undertaking this is, and you both tackled it head on. You’re going to do great things and we’ll be here every step of the way,” Xander promises. “Thank you, dad,” Chris says warmly.

Chichi hissed and continued on taking a bath. Blake, while waiting for Chichi, looked at his phone. He was seated on the sofa from the living area, scrolling until he saw Mukgu’s social media post. It was her photo being so happy and smiling, it was a recent photo. Blake squinted. “How can she easily move on? Does she have a new boyfriend?” Blake asked in the air and continued scrolling Mukgu’s photos. Blake was smiling non stop and did not even notice Chichi getting out of the bathroom. Chichi then noticed Blake’s smile on his face, holding his smart phone.

~88~ Chiara As we watched the event downstairs. Lia Bianchi walked in, shining like the brightest star in the sky. She took a glass from a passing by waiter. Regality and confidence oozed from her, something that she was suppressing because of her stupid worthless piece of shit ex husband, Bormann. Even his name sounded bitter in my mouth.

“But if you’re giving it up, maybe you should spread the love, huh?” He grabs my wrist, trying to pull me closer. I can feel other eyes watching on, amused, but no one cares enough to intervene. I yank my wrist back. “Let me go.” He steps closer. “Come on, Chiara. Don’t play shy. Everyone’s seen the video. I can give you something in exchange too. I’ll make it a… mutally beeficial transaction.” My pulse skyrockets. The world narrows down to just Mark and the fear rising in me like a tide. My wolf, Molly, stirs in response, a low, dangerous growl echoing in my mind as she prepares to defend me.

Bella’s POV My name is Chen Xiu Ying, and my English name is Bella Chen. I am 23 years old, a mixed-race, and an athlete. My dad wants me to train in business, therefore I was forced to finish the course, but my passion is exclusively for fashion designing; what can I do? I must chase my heart's desire. After graduation, I founded my firm, La Bella Fashion Threads Co., in Manhattan, New York City, with the money I saved as a student and the awards I won in previous contests.

None of us said a thing as Alexander looked at us. "She started it!" Chiara was the first to speak, gaining back my attention, and I almost burst out laughing at how ridiculous she looked. Her brown hair was disheveled, one of her earrings had gone missing, her sleeve had torn by the shoulder and her red lipstick smudged on her face. But I had to admit, even with how ridiculous she looked, her beauty still managed to shine. I knew it had to do with her omega genes. "she slapped me first." "You provoked me, and you deserved that slap," I told her. "I won't apologize also, and-"

{Abebi} I strolled through the familiar paths of the Allister compound, accompanied by my dear friend Chiara. A rare opportunity for lighthearted conversation arose. The sun's warm rays enveloped us, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, creating a serene atmosphere that eased the weight on my shoulders. "Congratulations," Chiara exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I glanced at her, curiosity etched on my face. "On what?" I questioned, a hint of uncertainty lacing my words.