Exy #wjsn の小説・ストーリー

I knew Marcus was the most shocked and without breaking eye contact with him, I placed the mic on my lips and allowed myself to revel in the moment. “Hello everyone, my name is Anna, and I am the daughter of Bel Air Companies worldwide.”

Cyrene must have noticed that I am no longer bothered by the taste so she decided to offer me another glass. I may not be a drinker or some kind of girl but I'm not a kill joy either so with a smile, I took the glass and aimed for a shot and another and another until I can no longer remember how much I drank. Right now, I could feel the world spinning and the loud music is really deafening. But I am still sane. I still know who I am with and right now, she is talking about Cyrus, and I am all too focused to even think about my state.

Daisy’s POV I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. I was wearing a short black gown Liam had picked out for me. The gown was open at the back, with silver chains forming several "U" shapes across the space. The sleeves were slightly wider at the wrists, adding a touch of elegance. It wasn’t just about showing skin. I loved the dress because Liam chose it for me. That alone made it special. Every time the cool air touched my back, I imagined it was his fingers brushing against my skin.

Tall, caramel skin, jet black hair, and grey eyes with a hint of hazel in them. Blake’s POV Walking into this poor looking hotel, I smell something intoxicating. Waffles and pecans. My mom would make me waffle with toasted pecans all the time as a kid. Thinking to myself, I'm so glad I'm only here for a day, heading to the Munnin pack to agree to a treaty. Suddenly this woman, with brown skin and hazel eyes walks past me. The smell is increasing, I cannot help but to look. My beta, Jason, gives me a look of confusion wondering why I'm looking at someone so ragged. Brushing it off we book our rooms.

By the time I finished dealing with everything and returned home, it was already late at night. The pale moonlight spilled into the living room, casting a cold and lonely glow over everything. I dragged my exhausted body back to the bedroom, looking at the bridal bouquet in the room. It all felt so ironic. The confetti on the bed hadn't been cleaned up yet. I was so tired that I carelessly removed it from the bed before collapsing onto the soft mattress. While plugging in my phone to charge, I happened to see an I*******m post by Elese Jones, which reads, "Blessed by your presence, not wasting our encounter."

__Love,Winnie Xoxo

The presence of Xerxes, the wolf within, stirred within Wyatt, acknowledging the closeness. His hand naturally found its way to rest on her waist, bringing her even nearer. Lost in the moment, she gently tilted her head towards his face. Her hazel eyes, filled with an intriguing storm, met Wyatt's cyan blue gaze. His lashes blinked, creating a momentary eclipse on his cheeks. The strawberry lip gloss she wore glistened on her lips as she planted a soft peck on his bearded cheek. Wyatt closed his eyes, savoring the subtle yet satisfying sensation. Inside his head, Xerxes urged him to take it further.

Stanley said. Xyla shook her head. “Drive properly. I’ll scroll through Weibo for a while,” she said. After that, Xyla opened Weibo like how she usually did. As soon as she got onto Weibo, she saw many topics related to X Entertainment, her, Stanley, and Josh Batton on the list of hot topics. Xyla immediately tapped on the list of hot topics. Hot topic number one, ‘#X Entertainment independently producing web series# Explosive’. Hot topic number two, ‘#Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton celebrating X Entertainment’s second-anniversary# Explosive’.

What did I get myself into? He stood and advanced towards me in an unfriendly manner, I took wary steps backwards. “Exactly what you heard me say, Ayla. You intentionally spilled coffee on me just to get me to notice you. You left the normal elevator and came to the VIP elevator because you knew I’d be there.” “What?! I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” What kind of a brute was he? Was this how he was? The Almighty CEO Jaxon of XM company. The youngest billionaire in the country. Was he naturally like this or money was making him arrogant?

I greeted her eagerly, bowing just slightly. “Tina,” she said, smiling lazily. “What a surprise.” We exchanged pleasantries, and soon the conversation drifted exactly where I wanted it to go. Tristan. Our relationship that should have led to marriage. I sighed dramatically. “We were planning our wedding,” I said. “But then his ex came back. She was a loser when they were married.” Arya frowned. “His ex?” “Yes,” I continued. “Marissa. She’s suddenly Queen now. A prodigy in the fashion world.”