Glass Sneaker Novels & Stories

The city melted around us, noise fading into the low thrum of the engine and the easy rhythm of conversation. Kai looked down at my feet watching me change into the sneakers and smirked. "Really, Ivy? Those sandals?" I rolled my eyes, fighting a smile. "Don't start. At least I'm not hiding behind those ridiculous sunglasses." He touched the frame like he was showing them off. "Ridiculous? These are classics. Stylish. A necessity, really." "A necessity for what?" I shot back. "Pretending you're some celebrity no one recognizes?"

I take as many pictures as I can, warmth spreading through me. We make a stop at a Gucci store, and I go in there just for sightseeing. However, I decided to call Michael and tell him about a particular shoe that I like— a luxurious sling back heel made in a deep burgundy suede and decorated with crystal embellishments around the toes and heels. “Hmm, that's a pretty shoe, little flame.” He comments through the video call. He's in a shower, but he paused just to answer my call. Droplets of water fall down from his hair onto his shoulder.

Mich yelled. I ignored him and didn't come out till the next three minutes. He had a scowl on his face, but the moment he saw me, it dissolved into an expression I couldn't read. Then he turned to Sammy and his quiet colleague. “Give her the heels. Has it arrived?" Sammy's colleague got up and produced a pack of shoes from a high shelf. Oh my. The design was damn unique. A black six-inch heel, its strap made of two rows of three large, fancy glittering stones, flexibly connected.

"Or do you still think I'm a spy and won't help me?" His smirk is infuriating. "You know I have to be careful, asteraki mu." "Whatever. I don't care. All I want to know is where are my shoes?" "There," he says, raising an eyebrow, and pointing. "Not those shoes. Where are my sneakers? I had one pair of sneakers, the Nike Air Max III from 1990 in the gray and red and black colorway. Where the hell are they?" He tilts his head in confusion. "Those old pieces of junk? I had them thrown away. You have plenty of new shoes more fitting for a Don's wife and—"

I whispered at her not knowing what to say to her. “No need to thank me, it's my pleasure, by the way I love your shoes”. She sincerely replied to me. I was so touched that an elite like her would comment on my shoes and that’s when I looked at hers and realized that she it’s wearing off white sneakers. I know those shoes, when they came out, people went crazy for them. It was a limited edition and cost about five thousand dollars.

We both kept shut and turned to Ri who looked like any moment from now she would have smokes coming out from her nose and ears just like in the animations. “I got this.” She gritted out before unlinking her hands from ours and pointing to the beautiful sneakers she was putting on. “this is an Air Jordan 12 OVO.” A grin immediately appeared on her face once she called the name. I have seen it before somewhere and I can say that is quite expensive. Close to a hundred grand or so. She walked away from us probably tired of our arguments. “our plan worked.” Noah said with a grin while I just chuckled. We were talking yesterday and Noah brought up an idea on how to make people leave us alone and i

Coming out of the shower, Liam walked to the closet, opened it, and then he took out a black Louis Vuitton pants and a t-shirt. After he put the clothes on, he walked to his shoe stand and picked out a pair of Solid Gold OVO x Air Jordans sneakers and put them on. And then he walked to the mirror to see how he looked. He loved looking at himself and admiring his handsomeness. A smile made its way to Liam's face when he looked at himself in the mirror, the outfits he was wearing were ridiculously expensive, especially the sneakers, they cost around 2 million dollars. Everything he was wearing fitted him perfectly.