Novel & Cerita Chell X Glados

"Emma didn't tell me anything, and I haven't even seen her this morning." I smacked his arm and he grumbled. We were trying to stifle our laughter when the leader of the Glaze troop arrived, Chaz Egerton. My father was the overall leader of Glaze while Chaz was the commander of the Hunters. Glaze is a clan or family that has for decades eradicated dark witches who try to cause chaos, spread disease, terror, and so on. Glaze consists not only of hunters, but also healers and people who are committed to fighting magical practices. The Hunters numbered forty-one including Chaz and were divided into eight squads with a commander in each squad. We lined up according to our respective squads with

they heard the yells of Blair, just then he couldn't control himself. He punched the guards in their faces and rushed in when Sierra shouted, "The fire department is coming!" "Hell with the fire department..." he yelled as he strode towards the private room. The private room of Cliterella had a connecting door towards the private bedroom where she was. As soon as he opened the door of the private room, there was the wild smoke which had blocked all the surroundings. He couldn't see anything properly when he saw the flames of the fire from the mirror wall.

The private elevator chimed down the hall. My stomach did a little flip. “Shit—cover it. Now.”Jared didn’t waste a second. He grabbed the velvet cloth and tossed it over the easel just as the studio doors swung open. Chelley walked in, looking flushed and glowing, like she’d just taken down an enemy army, Her hair was a bit messy from the wind, chin high, eyes sparkling with that victorious energy. She looked damn good. The second the doors clicked shut, I crossed the room in a few quick strides.

I pulled my jacket closer to my body as I walked out of the vice chancellor’s office with Caleb following close behind. Today, I’d worn a bermuda short and a henley shirt paired with a ski jacket and black combat boots. You’d think I was in mourning because of the amount of black I had on. I had no makeup on and today I decided to let my hair loose instead of the normal cornrows. I swiped my tongue across my lips just to feel the coldness of the ring pierced on it.

He reluctantly retrieved the glazed water. Everyone, including Veron and Elder Wind, fixed their eyes on Chester. Veron said, "Master Wilson, the thing in your hand—" Chester interrupted her. "Sect Master Veron, this is the glazed water, which is the antidote to the Soul-devouring Bloodworm." He walked forward and handed the glazed water to Veron as he spoke.

I felt an unfamiliar feeling that began in the pit of my stomach before spreading throughout my body. "Rina, you have to listen to us right now," Arion tried, his voice thick with worry. I lifted my head to look at him. "Rina, please, you have to calm down," Arion begged. I looked at my hands, the strange glow that had been in my eyes when Sheila's mother had insulted me earlier had spread and was now engulfing my entire body. I looked into the worried eyes of my mates. I sucked in a deep breath before slowly releasing it. As I continued to breathe, the glow began dissipating. I concentrated on the feel of my mates holding me and before long, I was not glowing anymore.

She couldn’t help but feel insulted, unable to accept the beauty Celeste was now displaying. Chiarra’s dress was a shiny gold gown with glitter, which made it stand out. It had no sleeves, exposing her beautiful collarbone and shoulders. The dress clung tightly to Celeste’s chest and waist, and Chiarra’s gaze lingered on Celeste’s exposed cleavage.

Since the two of you enjoy thrills so much, I'll give you a gift you'll never forget for the rest of your lives. I skillfully reached toward the wall cabinet and took out that specially prepared bottle of lubricant. Anna had placed it there three months ago. Back then, I was still blind. But my fingers could feel the letters engraved on the bottle: For my king. How ironic. I twisted off the cap and poured every drop of the liquid into the toilet. Then I replaced it with something I had prepared long ago—a special adhesive used within the mafia for attaching firearm silencers. It dried in seconds. Extremely powerful bonding strength. Unless cut apart, separation would be impossible.

Both Squad 44 GLT-class and GRD-class already reach the top of the wall. “Alright, this is the quill. Appsylon!” said the GLT-class. “[Understood, Herrscher.]” said Appsylon. Her drone using laser to cut the quill into two pieces then load it into her cannon. “This is GLT-class Herrscher, I’m ready to shoot. And my drone is continued to collecting the ammo from the quill. Over!” said the GLT-class. “Copy that, GLT-class. You are free to shoot." said Cornelio.

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER, Jeisin came out from the bathroom, rubbing her wet hair. And sat on a stool while looking at the mirror. Then she took a Vaseline aloe before she whispered, "l am feeling warm now. I don't have to rubbed any oil in my body" as she kept it in its place. Then she went and picked a blue color long dress with a blue high heels and a diamond bracelet. By the time she went back to the mirror and began to put on. ~~~