Glitter Force Novels & Stories

too lost within my head to notice that I’m officially being cuffed around my wrists, ankles, and stomach. Once secured tightly to the chair, do they all move away. My body still thrashing as I go completely unaware of my bindings even as they dig painfully into my skin. The guys now huddled off towards the other side of the room as they talk, Enzo eventually joining the group. Glitter, although cute and pretty, should never be used for any place other than glue or crafts. Not water balloons. As it can be extremely dangerous when used incorrectly. A lesson I soon learned when hitting Enzo within the face earlier that day.

I blot my tears, whirling in despair as I search in vain for the door, for the way back to him. But a soft glow radiates all around me, turning the glassy gems beneath my feet to shining stars that look like they were just plucked from the heavens. Light fills my eyes as I bring my hands to my face, stifling a gasp. My hands glow like–like gold. Like the stars flickering overhead. My fingertips are laced with what I can only describe as magic that weaves between my fingers and down my wrists, pulsating under my skin in time with my thundering heart beat.

I know for a fact she is a gold digging bitch. “No thanks our team has a lot to prepare for, so we are skipping, have a good night.” He pries his hand out of her grip, and we all leave. She just gives me a death glare and I know I am in trouble with that girl. I just don’t know why.