Ciri Novels & Stories

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

He stood up as I spoke and smiled at me while wiping the tears from my eyes. He was the most beautiful creature I had ever met. He has emerald eyes that glisten when he smiles. His wavy silver hair, with a tint of blue from halfway down to the bottom, was as shiny as the most precious silk. His blue-green scales glitter every time the light shines on them. He has a light brown complexion that complements his red coral lips.

It was very clear to her that everything was getting out of her control, including her two sons. She stepped into the creative department and everyone stood up with their heads bent as they greeted her. Clara also got up to greet and then she took a glimpse of Maria's face. Maria was a beautiful woman, in her 50s with a slim and youthful body structure, she was a replica of Philip in almost everything except the eyes. Maria had outstanding brown eyes while Philip had grey eyes. She didn't know much about Philip's family history, but she knew that Manuel wasn't Philip's biological father. It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

I barely let out. He chuckled, “It’s a private jet, sis, they leave when I want.” He placed me on the ground. Taking in my face. “Iris, you dying?” Well… He was as brass as always. “Ohh- I mean you look pale looking… smaller-” He looked me down. “And skinny. You okay?” I smiled at him, “Marcus, I’m fine.” I waved him off, “Just on a no-carb diet.” He nodded,

Karen's words repeated like a sickening cadence in the recesses of my mind. "Thank you," I whispered, the words cracking with pent-up emotion. Nox took a step back, his stare never wavering. Slowly, the tips of his lips curled upward. It wasn't the sexy, menacing grin I'd learned to adore. This was different or maybe it was his eyes. The pale blue was glacier ice, absent of the navy swirls, absent of emotion. Calculation and determination shone in his gaze, sizing me up, scanning for weaknesses, and searching for secrets. I'd seen that stare before. I'd lived with it.

I didn’t understand, why hadn’t he just killed me, what game was he playing? After a few moments he eventually picked up a red hot looking iron symbol as he started walking back over to me, I clenched my jaw as I tensed my body at his closeness, I didn’t know what he planned on doing with it but my eyes were fixed on it as my breathing picked up. Kneeling down in front of me he narrowed his eyes once more as he held up the palm of his free hand, looking at it I noticed a symbol scarred into his hand, it must have been burnt into him. He held up the iron symbol and I realized it was the same symbol, “Give me your hand,” He said sternly. Gulping I frowned as I instinctively pulled my hand agai

i smile "so what do i need to know?" "Ok so one of you need to either back down or die, and remember she wants to look pretty for the crowd she hates people seeing her in a bad light so if you make her look foolish you will make her look stupid and also its gonna piss her off, the more pissed off she is the sloppier she fights", "Can we use weapons?" "Yes and she will probably use a whip" "A whip?" "Haaha yeah she watched a stupid kung fu film once and the woman in it had a whip, shes been using one ever since but whips are easy to avoid you just have to time it"

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"