Crash X Tawna Mga Nobela at Kwento

The next day, the stares had not reduced but no one was speaking. I slumped into my office chair. Tracy immediately rolled her chair over to my cubicle, her face pale and full of pure panic. "Seraphina," she whispered frantically, her high-pitched voice shaking. "Are you completely okay? Yesterday was... oh my god, it was insane. The entire building is talking about it. Nobody has ever seen the Knox brothers explode like that. Some are saying you bewitched them.” "I am fine, Tracy," I muttered, my voice small and trembling as I opened my laptop, trying desperately to look busy.

Others looked furious at what they had just witnessed. Marcus leaned close to my ear. “It is over. He cannot hide anymore. The truth is out.” I looked at the big screen. The video had stopped, but the damage was done. My recordings had exposed him in front of everyone who mattered. The perfect image he had built for ten years was shattered in minutes. A woman I did not know touched my arm gently. “Are you alright, dear? That was horrible. I cannot imagine what you have been through.” “I will be fine,” I said quietly. “Thank you.”

Zach answered calmly, “I’ll go back and handle the family matters. Before I left, I gave everyone instructions. Nothing will happen over the next few days.” Realizing she could not persuade him, Madam Cross turned on me instead. “Annie, are you satisfied now? You ruined a wedding that took months to prepare. How are we supposed to repair the Cross family’s reputation? And now, you’re making him neglect family business just to indulge your tantrums? “I always thought you knew how to put the bigger picture first. I was clearly mistaken.” I set down the pruning shears in my hand. “The wedding video, the rings, and the tattoo—none of those things were my doing. Isn’t it a little unreasonable to

It took me about five minutes to realize I was sitting on My seat on the plane. The seat was turned upside down and appeared to be keeping me from smashing my face into the ground. When blood ran down my face and landed on my hand, I realized I was holding Ria, who was wailing quite loudly. I groaned in agony and clutched Ria's hand tightly. I had no idea how she or I had survived because everything went black when the plane crashed. I took one of my hands off her body, unbuckled, and quickly rolled over so Ria wouldn't fall to the ground. I shielded myself with my hand, and I swear my bone cracked as I hit the ground. "Ouch! " I screamed in agony. Ria continued to sob, and I couldn't tell w

The door swung open to reveal him in a pair of sleep pants and nothing else. "Yes, Princess?", he asked as he opened the door wider to let her in. "I know this is a weird question but can I crash on your couch?", She asked. He looked her over as he could plainly see she was beyond exhausted and ready to fall over. "Problems with your place?", he asked. "They are there, and they won't leave.", she stated. "Who are they exactly?", he asked as she sat on the couch. "My team.", she said. "The east coast main blue team."

her sob started to ease. "Trevor was in shock ... he was his business partner for years, I was hospitalized for four days, he broke my rib from pinning me down too roughly, they had to stitch me because I was ripped ... I had nightmares every night ... it was happening to me over and over again in my head, I woke up screaming ... Trevor didn't know how to deal with it ... I wouldn't let him touch me, I felt so dirty and broken, I took long showers ... rubbed myself until my skin bled ... I still couldn't get him off me," her hands were shaking remembering how it was.

The burly man staggered backward from the impact, but the other lackeys quickly charged forward. Dakota tried to block them off and fight her way through, but she was easily outnumbered. One man sent a flying kick into her waist, and she collapsed to the ground with a muffled groan. Another grabbed a wooden stick from the ground and struck her back, violently lashing out. Then came a crack in the air. The stick snapped. Dakota didn't give up just yet. She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to crawl toward me. Fresh blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, but her expression carried an indestructible determination.

I mumbled as I winced again in pain. I'm definitely using drugs tonight, thanks to Lana Del Ray. * I blinked my eyes slowly as a familiar sound from my phone brought me out from my thoughts. A text message from Silas brought a smile on my face as I read the message in one go. Silas; Hey Savage ;- I shook my head at the silly name, a ghost of a smile still playing across my lips as I made to reply. Fay; Hi Clown ;) It sure is surreal, this tingling feeling building in my body, courtesy of Silas.

I stop to hear an angry shout, and I'm surprised to see Amber's boyfriend, Tristan, being kicked out of a bar by a man. The man slams the bar door shut, and Tristan sits on the sidewalk, lowering his head. By the way, he's incapable of sitting steady and keeps swaying from side to side, I can tell he's intoxicated. I glance at Mom's car before looking back at him, knowing full well that I can't ignore him and leave him when he needs my help.

) Tatianna roared pivoting on the pads of her foot and driving her knee hard into his ribs. CRACK! Though it wasn't super loud, there was certainly the audible sound of something fracturing or breaking. "NYAAAAH!" Sven cried out in agony. He was usually the one doling out the beating not receiving them. To pour a little salt on the wound, it happened this was the first time he ever had anything either broken or fractured. Tatianna on the other hand was trying her best to control her laughter at his noises. She may have seen an anime or two in her time and couldn't help but feel his sounds were that of a cat girl doing the pawing motion.