Flawless Victory 소설 & 이야기

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

And the Void, pressed back by declarations both vast and concentrated, could only wait. Patient is always. Eternal as ever. But held at bay. For now. For as long as courage and sacrifice could sustain it. The network endured. And that was victory. Imperfect. Costly. Necessary. But victory nonetheless.

"It was enchanting to meet you" "All I know is I was, enchanted to meet you" His eyes never left mine. I looked away and focused on singing. But I was scared that he'll disappear again, so I glance at him every chance I get. "This night is sparkling, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, blushing all the way home" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "This night is flawless, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, dancing around all alone"

"The best option now is for you to redo your senior year with Nicole. I'll see you on campus one year from now. Nothing's going to change during this time. It's not a big deal." Not a big deal? My whole body started to shake uncontrollably. "Preston Nolin, do you know what a 626 score means?" I asked. "It's the top one percent in the entire state. "I woke up at 4:30 am and went to sleep at midnight every day. I was doing practice exams even on New Year's Day. I threw myself into studying for three straight years to get that 626, and you say it's 'not a big deal' and that I should just redo my senior year?"

It felt as if I was invisible; nobody even looked my way. All eyes were on Nicole, and the praise never stopped. "Nicole, you're incredible. No wonder you've got that genius IQ. Must be those professor parents of yours." "For real. You handled that tough project as if it were nothing. Even after someone stole your code, you still managed to redo it in one day!" "And she's gorgeous on top of all that. Total dream girl." Nicole basked in it with a wide smile, laughing along as if she'd earned every bit of it.

I left her there, surrounded by the ingredients of a life I couldn’t taste. The official victory over Vance came a week later. His board, spooked by the bad press and my aggressive counter-maneuvers, forced him to withdraw the hostile bid. It was a clear, public win. I should have felt triumph. I felt nothing. I stood in my study, the congratulatory calls pouring in, and all I could see was Sierra’s flour-streaked face, the absolute desolation in her eyes when she said the word “tomb.” I had won every battle. Victor, exiled. Claudia Rossi, silenced. Vance, humiliated. The empire was secure, larger than ever.

Take this off at once! She got her makeup artist to appear and huffed, "Any woman can be my maid of honor. You're not the only option here. "Lindsay Shields, get lost at once! I have no time to waste with you. My makeup isn't done yet! You're going to ruin my wedding, you tramp!" I held on tight to my gown to stop it from being torn open. Being called a tramp drained all the strength in my body. I looked at Rachel listlessly.

I don't think there was any other feeling in the world that was as satisfying as this. She was all I needed. "Open your eyes," I whispered and she looked at me as I continued to slid in and out of her. We both kept staring at each other and I could feel my eyes getting teared up. That's when I realised that we were not fucking. We were making love to each other and it was so beautiful. "You are perfect. Do you know that?" She blushed, pulling me closer and kissed me deeply. I didn't know what came over me but I was feeling so overwhelmed and did something so stupid.

They had witnessed an incredible comeback, all thanks to Richard's leadership and skill. And as the final buzzer sounded, it was Richard's team who emerged victorious, their triumph a testament to resilience and sportsmanship in the face of adversity. Juliette was astonished by the way Richard had played the game. She had always seen Richard as the quiet guy in the background, who was nothing but an artist, watched in awe from the stands. She had no idea he possessed such talent and leadership. With each impressive play, her admiration for him grew. As the team celebrated their victory, Juliette couldn't help but approach Richard. He took her away from the crowd towards his office room.

Agnes, her eyes brimming with pride and relief, joined in the chorus, her voice blending seamlessly with the crowd’s exultation. In that moment, I stood as a symbol of resilience and triumph, a testament to the indomitable spirit that refuses to yield. The champion of House Black Fire had been vanquished, his reign of arrogance brought to a swift and decisive end. The cheers of the crowd echoed in my ears, a resounding declaration of victory and the birth of a new legend.