Glitter Characters Novels & Stories

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and I couldn't help but feel a little unfamiliar and distant from the woman staring back at me. The guests clinked glasses with each other during the party. I balanced a champagne glass between my fingers as I exchanged pleasantries with some old friends. It was obvious that they had heard about what happened to Starlight Group, with the way their eyes shone with pity when they looked at me. I smiled as I answered their questions directly, treating the acquisition as nothing but a trivial matter. A few moments later, I saw them—Chuck dressed in a black suit with an arm around Rebecca, who was dressed to the nines. She was clad in an eye-catching red d

“Glinda, I know you enough to know that you don't want to be like anyone in that room. Sure, they all come from wealthy homes, powerful families, have wolves, but their character stinks and there's nothing about them to admire.” She stopped trying to pull away now, her eyes locked on mine, lips parted. Fuck, just her standing there, looking confused was driving me crazy! I want to forget my words and bury my cock in her perfect little mouth. And the eyes, I wanted her to look at me while my cock was buried in her with those innocent big, almond eyes. “K-kaivern…” She called and I snapped out. Shit. “You were saying something?” “Y-yes.” I have never stuttered, but with Glinda, it seems to be

I asked "They found us, " Glitter said "Who found us?" I asked "They are on their way, " she said "Who are you talking about Glitz," Olivia asked "The one with a grudge in his heart. The one who seeks revenge" She said as she collapsed in Olivia's hands "The one with a grudge in his heart and is out for revenge..." Scott repeated "For a start, your step-siblings are not after you for revenge, so we are left with only one option, which is..." Scott interpreted as we all looked at each other

But as it hit the iron blade, it began to smoke. **[ERROR: UNAUTHORIZED DATA MODIFICATION]** **[CRITICAL FAILURE: NARRATIVE CORRUPTION DETECTED]** I slammed the bloody sword into the ground. "I am Kaima!" I roared. "And I am the **Glitch**!" A wave of black static erupted from the sword. It wasn't beautiful. It was terrifying. It looked like ink spilled on a painting, spreading out and erasing the silver suits, the white staffs, and the perfect faces of the Shareholders.

Well, I know the manager personally cause I sometimes perform here when grandma forgot to send my allowance. "burning desires resilient minds are up against your wall content in silence in the end would you rather have it all but they don't mind so what's to hide we've heard it all before i guess there's just one knocking at your door" Glaiza gave me a genuine smile, I swear my heart melted. I'm happy that she's happy right now. "I open up your eyes and see the rules are there to set us free you keep on chasing but the world won't let you be

White socks with a bit of lace, just princess enough without screaming festival. When I brought them out, Poppy tilted her head. “Is that… boring?” “It’s classic,” I corrected. “You’ll look like a well-behaved child.” “I’m not well-behaved,” she said. “I’m Villain Glitter Princess.” “Exactly,” I nodded. “Which is why you have to pretend.” She weighed that logic, then nodded slowly. “Okay. But I still want to wear a crown.” “A small crown,” I bargained. “The silver one, not the giant gold one with LED lights.”

“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”

They had their song back, not in the air, but in their blood. Elara held a fruit that was shaped like a swirling spiral. Her eyes were closed, a serene smile on her face. "It's the Glimmerfall," she whispered. "Not just the story of it, but the feeling. The tiredness. The hope. The joy of its change. It's all here."

I tutted, “they don’t have a single thought for themselves.” “It is a weird year for the Candidates, definitely. The investigations into the jewellery though, Glenn is handling that.” “It’s been weeks, I don’t even know which fucking cleaners found the jewellery yet. I’m going to have to chase him up.” “I’d give it a second,” Rhett joked as we watched Clara tip a full beer onto Glenn’s head. Onlookers gasped and then openly laughed at him as she walked off. Even from metres away we saw the flash of his wolf in his iris. Normally a cool ocean blue we both recognised the darker stormier colour of Glenn’s wolf. /We were right to hold off getting him his tattoos if he can’t keep his cool/ Alba g

Back then, she argued with reason and refused to admit defeat. Soon, Patrick withdrew his gaze from Yuna's face. Yuna did not have the pride Gloria had three years ago. She lacked a kind of charm. Patrick thought of the current Gloria. She was completely unlike the daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Mountain Spring Alpha. Once again, he somehow felt agitated. The last bit of patience he had for Ruby and Yuna was used up. "Christine, tell her the rules of Fittro Club," Patrick said again. "OK," Christine replied.