Novel & Cerita Buttercup X Brick

We’re so close with each other, the reason why I am comfortable with her. Don’t think any malicious thing! We are cousins. If you noticed, my manager and my makeup artist are blood-related to me. Even the people I am working with are still related to me, for example, Chryss A.K.A Zeus. I don’t know if it’s an only coincidence but maybe I am just only getting along with the person who has a strong relationship with me. I went to the dressing room and I caught him topless. This kid is really muscular, compared to my body well I can’t say anything. I am not saying that I am thin but his body is more built than mine.

"Not funny, Cupcake, but memorable. This will be a new moment that I will store in my memory. At least, I learned how deep your love for me and how much you hate to break up with me." "I will get you back for this." "Alright, I deserve that anyway. Can we resume our unsettle issue for now? You haven't answered my question." I reminded her, showing her the cupcake with a diamond ring in the middle of the topping. "No, if you want me to answer that question, you need to re-do that part again." I hollered laughter at her action but judging from her facial expression, I was aware that was not a joke. "Do you think this is a movie that we can re-shoot for the scene again, Cupcake?" I looked at he

‘Don’t be scared Bratva Bitch, I’m sure you know what to do with this’ He pressed his length against her ass while his free hand moved to cup her breast, squeezing it through her crop top, she never wore a bra so it was too easy for him. Breathing heavily he pushed it up exposing them to his greedy hands, ‘My, my you are such a fucking whore Bratva Bitch. He lets you out with no bra? You are just asking for this then aren’t you?’

I walked up to the community feeling embarrassed because my clothes are all disheveled, I got many stares from the poeple, I tried to calm my wreck emotions but is was futile I don't know what is about to happen as felt my stomach growled, I knew I was hungry, I wondered where to look for food not not until I inhale the aroma of cupcakes making my mouth water, I started looking for the owner, not until my eyes landed on a woman who's selling those cakes, I was feeling really hungry making me run and immediately took one of the cupcake, I did that even without thinking, even without knowing the repercussions, I even wondered where I got the strength to do that. I felt pain, that's when I knew

"Excuse me gentlemen there is no smoking area." Only one of them turned to us,his face annoyed.Upon seeing Jaden his expression turned to horror and he quickly threw his cigarette and ground it into the pavement."Mr Castle i am sorry sir" he bent down to retrieve his butt and bowed his head. The other three men looked over and quickly caught on taking the cigarette from their mouth and speaking up apologies.I was quickly impressed.Jaden had these guys walking on glass with just one glance.I didn't see what was so intimidating in Jaden,but after inspecting these men.I realize they were all wearing name tags.

There was a line for how much admiration a man could give a teenager before it became inappropriate, but no else seemed to agree with me. Buttercup was assisted by Antonio, a drowned pirate. He had been drowned by a siren, leaving behind a legacy of cruelty and power. I honestly didn't know much else about him. He held my sister at a distance, for which I was grateful, and he always looked loath when we were all required to be on the dancefloor.

The sun was scorching, and half of Mom's makeup had melted. They entered the living room. No one answered when they called my name. Under a glass on the table, they discovered an envelope. Tyler's hands were shaking a little. Mom snatched it away, and the three of them huddled together to read it. The letter read: [Mom, Tyler, Freya, I don't need your bullying in the name of love anymore. [Without family like me around, I wish you all happiness.] There was also a line of small print at the very bottom of the letter paper.

Amelia touched his jaw, thumb brushing across rough stubble, still dusted faintly in flour. "You're lucky I bake under pressure." And in that moment, standing in a house carved from grief and guarded by silence, he believed, truly, that maybe he could survive something softer than violence. This time, he wouldn't be the one left standing alone.

Another came from the side—he bent backward, flexible as a whip, dodging effortlessly. “Ha!” He caught a fist mid-air and fingers crushing bone. “You call that a punch?” The man’s grin widened. “So weak.” He removed the cigarette with two fingers and blew smoke straight into his attacker’s face—then drove a brutal kick into the man’s abdomen. The body flew. “Yahhh!” The man flicked the cigarette at another attacker rushing in from the side, then unleashed a storm of punches—fast, precise and merciless.

"Clancy's grandson bought that mansion over on Bakersridge." "What nonsense are you saying? The man's a biker; for heaven's sake, where would he get that kind of money?" Natalie took a sip of the water the waitress had placed in front of her as she savored the look on Jen's face. Oh, this was going to be good.