Glitter Characters Novels & Stories

"I can't possibly race back to him, he would laugh and make jest of me then he would ask me to fall by his feet and ask for forgiveness which I can never do. So I definitely have to protect myself." I turned back after thinking of a plan. I saw them, they weren't that far from me. I have to do this even if it's the most embarrassing thing in the whole world. I walked stylishly to them holding the leader of the gang by the collar of his shirt, after spotting him amongst others. "Hey, am I pretty?" I asked. He smiled showing his brown teeth, "Sure darling, you are the prettiest". I was disgusted by his wrinkled face. He ought to be a grandpa.

“Do you have a name I could search for?” “No, I don’t, all I know is she has big emerald green eyes, and fine coppery red hair, she was like the sunset in the sea.” He sucks in more from the cigar before puffing out the smoke clouds. “I think her sister has leukemia or something, find every single patient with leukemia in this hospital, let me have their names and the information on their guardian.” “Yes, Boss.” Dario acknowledged before strolling off, Arthur sighed in relief if his grandmother wanted him to get married, then he will.

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

Bella’s chair so that it would explode the moment she sat down. “Three... two... one...” Zane whispered under his breath, his voice barely audible. Ms. Bella approached her desk, completely unaware of the glittery doom awaiting her. She smoothed her skirt, adjusted her chair, and— POOF! A shimmering storm of glitter erupted from beneath her seat, filling the air like a dazzling fireworks display. It sparkled in the morning sunlight, settling over Ms. Bella, her desk, and the surrounding floor in a radiant, glittering mess.

They won’t be able to shift into their human forms until they turn a year old, and until then, I’m stuck chasing after them, replacing the stuff they scorch, and talking my head off trying to keep them in line. Some days, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. Days like today… It wasn’t the fire that nearly broke me. Or the flying. Or even the fact that Ryn, Tetris, and Duncan seemed to think it was completely acceptable to wrestle midair while breathing actual flames at each other. No, what finally did me in was the glitter.

The pink diamond and emerald bracelet dazzled beautifully under the overhead light. Charlotte swallowed hard. She realized that Griffith had put something else over. She glanced up and felt it was something large and shiny. Upon closer look, was that gold? Griffith deliberately propped up half of his body, placed the item in front of her, and then lay back down. It was a golden Minnie. Tacky, but she liked it! There was no movement behind her anymore, probably indicating that he had finished placing everything. Charlotte bit her lip, took everything, and rolled her eyes. After a while, she propped her upper body up with both hands and looked at Griffith.

"Hell, I think Quincy, Ellie, and Jennie are the crazy ones here. Ellie and Jennie actually called their own family member a nutjob, while Quincy refused to acknowledge her own son, instead defending some bum." "Wait, don't you think all three of them were sponsoring that gigolo?" Hearing those remarks, Harold, my mother, Ellie, and Jennie were all glaring at me, clearly aggrieved. But it was obvious none of them expected that the instant I was reborn, I called Grandpa for help. Holding their gazes, I simply shrugged and asked, "What are you looking at? Afraid to own up to what you did?" Grandpa nodded in agreement. "James is right. If you dare to do it, then don't be afraid to admit it!"

Focus and concentration on to what she was doing, forgetting the world around her. "You're late," the woman added, grinning over her shoulder. "We gave you 'til nightfall before claiming this room as sovereign territory. I'm afraid you've entered Glitterstan." His mouth stayed shut. A part of him wanted to leave. To reclaim the quiet. The control. But his daughter had made a sound—a breath, soft and nasal—something that resembled stifled amusement. And that sound tethered him. The nanny noticed. "You're just in time," she said, patting a spot near the fire. "We need a third for Cheatopoly."

a old school villain smoking a cigarette. I looked at him wondering why he would be smoking on school campus and why he was trying to catch me alone. “Oh, you don’t remember me I take it.” He sneered at me. “I only just met you Luccus.” I replied hoping someone would come save me from him but no one would be by the Lockeroom and even if Scarlet was to look this way, I doubt she would see us, my only hope would be that Clarissa would find me on the way to the field. Get more distance between him and you, you’re too close. You can’t out run him but you need to buy yourself time. A voice whispered in my mind. I carefully stepped back from him hoping not to anger him, every instinct told me not

Instead, it had only reinforced how much she had lost—her innocence, her dreams, her sense of self. As Elara stared at her reflection, she realized that she had been so focused on destroying those who had wronged her that she had forgotten to rebuild herself. Who was she now? Was she still Elara Hawthorne, the orphan who had been taken in out of pity, only to be cast aside when she no longer served a purpose? Or was she Elena Grey, the mysterious heiress who had swept into society with a hidden agenda? Neither name seemed to fit anymore.