Ever After High Fanart Novels & Stories

❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥 #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean Girls A/N: Don’t forget to review your thoughts at the review section, uhmmm just will say guess what we happen next on the next episode of Vixen High.

Castiel smiled nostalgically, “and stealing some territories.” “One of them being from the late Kentin?” They exchanged defiant glances. “Exactly” Castiel licked his lips again, speaking slowly, with a subliminal message shining in his gaze. “Right, in your photos on social networks on your social networks, and now under my eyes, I can see tattoos. Is it a brand of your mafia, or just a taste?” “There's a mark, yes.” “Angel wings?” Hope pressed the pen in his hand when he realized he released an implicit statement from the photos he saw the day before. Castiel raised one of his eyebrows, tipping his head to the side, and Hope kept his gaze, pretending he wasn't intimidated by it. But she was

That night, she went to a clubhouse for the first time. The overexcited Everly patted her hand and squealed, "Look at the usher! Isn't he handsome?" However, her attention was on the painting of a dark horse in the center of the lobby. "Yeah," she absent-mindedly agreed with Everly. "Just let loose and have fun! If I have to pay for a man, I'd rather it go to a hot one that's good at sweet talk. Don't you think so?" "You're absolutely right." Everly, who wouldn't even pay for a cab in the past, transformed into a generous millionaire overnight. She led Olivia into a spacious lounge, where she ordered ten bottles of Armand de Brignac in one go and ignored Olivia's attempt at stopping her.

9th September 202X The ocean glimmers beneath the melting sunset, as streaks of orange, pink, and purple splash across the sky onto the waves below, Layla picked up her sketchbook and began to draw. A subtle salty warm breeze flows through the open window, as the curtains, sketchbook pages, and the polaroids and photos pinned on the wall gently flutter. The sweet melody from the speaker on her shelf, mixed with the faint sound of waves and distant chatter from students at the beach below, an indicator of the new school term that awaits. Those transitioning from primary to high school, from high school to university and ultimately a career ahead.

So I kept it all to myself. In the end, Anna brought this all on herself. The wedding she'd been dreaming of was canceled. She was probably furious beyond words by now. I finished copying the high-definition footage and emailed it to Terrence.

LUCAS POV Two months later Hundreds of caps flew in the air as we finally graduated. Everyone was estatic. Olivia came crashing into me as I lifted her up with a chuckle ..... "I can't wait for tomorrow" she says. Yup finally I'll be becoming alpha and my two best friends Raphael and Nathan are going gonna be my beta's and I pray to the moon goddess I feel my spark with Olivia tomorrow, she has been so worried about it and I've been trying to calm her down but I'll be lying if I said it didn't scare the hell out of me.

“Ma, I’ll call you back later, okay? I need to change Tintin’s clothes before the doctor arrives.” “Alright, dear. Take care, okay?” “Yes, Ma... thank you so much.” “You’re welcome, dear.” “Bye, Ma!” “Bye, dear!” Samantha quickly wiped down and changed Tintin’s clothes since it was almost time for her chemotherapy session. She decided to call her friend as well. Dialing... “Hello! Samantha, you called?” “Yes, Erika. You’re off work tomorrow, right?” “Yes, it’s my rest day.”

After leaving behind someone who had been draining me, everything started going smoothly. My studio reopened much faster than I had expected, and it was even twice as big as before. Besides working at the studio, I used my free time to take illustration classes and regularly got together with Serena and other friends. I no longer felt anxious or had insomnia, and I had even gained some healthy weight back. I heard from friends that Lucian and Esme had broken up. I did not ask for details and was not interested in knowing the reason.

“I’ll stand with Serena for the ceremony, calm the De Lucas, and settle the child’s registration. Once this passes, I’ll marry you properly. You know I love you.” Serena gave a small, wounded smile. “Aria, Dante spent ten years saving you. Is helping him once really so much to ask?” The room fell quiet. That was her skill. She never needed to raise her voice; she only had to place the blade where it hurt. I waited for Dante to stop her. He did not. Instead, he said, “I know this is unfair, but I need you to endure it for a little while.” Endure. For ten years, I had endured treatment after treatment, the smell of disinfectant, and pain that made sleep impossible. I had endured because Dante

And next to our name, carved in smaller letters, there was a line that said, "May we never meet again in the afterlife." This was my final punishment for them. I would never forgive them forever.