Chopper Blushing Novels & Stories

she asked bluntly. I blinked. “You noticed too?” “Of course I noticed,” she said. “He hasn’t blinked.” Q tilted his head slightly. “I have blinked.” Chloe crossed her arms. “Once.” A faint pause. Then— “That’s still blinking.” “That’s still creepy,” she shot back. I turned my head slightly, watching them. This was new. No one spoke to Q like that. No one I had seen, at least. But Chloe— Chloe didn’t care.

She had a white ribbon tied around her waist and she had short sleeves. “You can transform too?” Matthew asked with an excited tone. Chloe nervously laughed and scratched her cheek. “Ehehe~ well, it’s still not perfect but I did my best.” Her teeth were sharp like when she was a dragon. So the only imperfect part of her would be her pair of horns and her teeth, and maybe her tongue too. “You look great too.” Matthew said without being asked. “Tha-thank you!” Chloe bowed immediately as if to hide her blush.

I make a move but Chloe beat me to it by holding the hunter's neck. "What? you want to take my cousin from me too?" She quickly removes the man's face, like literally, his face isn't white anymore, it's pink. The man screams and makes a run for it, but he stumbles in the process. It's either Chloe removed an eye or both eyes. Either way, I'm in shock, my parents are in shock, and the whole pack is in shock. Chloe has blood all over her, but she doesn't care. She helps her cousin up and as soon as she stands. Everyone starts clapping and cheering. I join in the celebration. I'm impressed with her honestly.

As I walked into the dining room, everyone was served, Cherry and Maggie were busy digging in except for Chloe who was about to drag her seat out from under the table when her eyes caught mine and I think I saw her eyes sparkle with a new light before a big smile stretched on her lips. Her face was tidy now and she wasn't wearing the apron from before. She was just wearing blue shorts and a fitting ox-red t-shirt with bold words; STOP OVERREACTING etched on the front right on her breasts. I swallowed as my eyes shot up immediately to look at her. She was already flying across the room to where I stood and she momentarily flew her arms around my neck and jumped wrapping her legs around my wai

Chloe The guy I had nicknamed "Blowjob guy" had left before anything happened, leaving me alone on the balcony once again with the attractive guy. I stared down at the blunt, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. I had imagined myself gracefully inhaling and exhaling the smoke, as easy as they made it look on television. But reality turned out quite differently. As I pulled from the blunt, the smoke burned my throat, causing me to immediately choke. My throat tightened, and in the midst of my coughing fit, I heard his chair scrape against the ground as he approached and took the blunt from my hands.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

The minute summer started in Blubridge, Charlie had pretty much left Gastonburry behind her. Her heart swelled in the warm summer breeze, she clings to that blue-eyed boy, skin to skin, mouth to mouth, hand in hand, falling head over heels with each other like nothing else mattered. His thick red lips were driving her crazy, she just couldn't resist not kissing him all the time.

Chester. His eyes had turned a deep, glowing purple. Long, sharp fangs extended past his lips. His breathing was ragged, his entire body radiating heat, just like that night. Only this time, he looked even more dangerous… and far less in control, also….naked and wet.

again, not the girl who had just shattered every rule in the house. "Now, the 'hives,'" Chloe said, her eyes darting to the door. She grabbed a bottle of red-tinted blush and a stipple sponge. She began dabbing tiny, irritated-looking dots along my collarbone and the tops of my arms. "If anyone asks why you look flushed or why you’re acting jittery, it’s the allergic reaction. The fabric. The stress. It’s a weak story, Scarlett, but it’s the only one we’ve got that explains why you look like you’ve been through a war."

What kind of revenge would it be if you get it over with quickly? Blair quickly gets to her feet, glaring at me. “You will regret this, Chloe," she declares, holding her arm tightly with her other hand to stop the bleeding from the puncture wounds from my bite. I shift back to my human form. “I am going to watch you die a slow and agonizing death," I snarl as I step toward her. I meet her hate filled eyes with my own as I picture myself crushing her skull in my head. Blair instantly falls to her knees in pain while holding her temples. “AAHH!!” She cries out as I force more pressure around her skull with my mind. The pleasant sound of her skull fracturing under pressure is music to my ears