Novel & Cerita Grie

Undeniable, bone breaking, surging pain. Jess went to speak and screamed instead, inhaling the earth that laid beneath her. Opening her eye's, she was blinded by her blood-soaked hair. The burning smell was Jackie's car. Jess could see her best friends limp body in the blaze. "JACKIE!!!" Jess screamed. Aware that it hurt too much to move her legs she started to crawl towards the blaze. "Uh, uh, pretty girl." said the creep. Jess smelt the stench from the video store.

My mate is beautiful! I know beautiful isn't used to describe a male, but fuck it if he ain't just that. Beautiful! Aiden's light brown hair hangs down to his chin forming a vail that hides his stormy gray eyes. The hellhound is built like a MMA fighter. His muscles ripple under his skin when he moves his hair out of his face exposing that Greek god like chiseled square jawline. He looks like the bad boy version of a GQ cover model with two days growth of beard.

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

He was about to say ‘my friends. “Gairoshi is a phrase from the old language of Apharoth. It means grit for glory,” explained Chaos. A strong wind blew outside the tent and some of the cold breeze got in. Carysse knew she felt the icy air but also felt it from her insides. It was like Gairoshi was a bad omen.

A rustling sound from behind his back made him stop from reading the book he's holding. "Professor, what's with all of these junk?," a guy with round rimmed glasses said. He was wearing a white lab coat and his unruly dark hair partially covered his ears and nape. His thick eyebrows were furrowed deep on his forehead as he scrambled over the piles of documents scattered on the floor. Leaning over the table stacked with books and papers of different sorts, he scooped down and held a tiny gray creature with big round eyes and yellow irises. The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens.

I turned to the curious mad dog. "If it makes you feel any better, she's an omega wolf. “A!!! ". Mad dog let out a sarcastic laugh. I halted in my stride and turned to him. "Did you just laugh? “No, sorry." He apologized quickly as he struggled to keep a straight face. My cold gaze never left him. I didn't care about who loved Gwen and who she loved. I was done leaving her to half-baked men. Hastening my stride, I made my way to the party. Everyone was waiting.

These people who are disrespecting her in the name of "friendship" And then I want to yell at her for letting them do it. "Get ready, Tiff, I'm close," Nate yells, a look of ecstasy crossing his face as Tiffany sucks so loud I can hear the pull from where I'm at. He grabs her hair and groans, the cheers in the background increasing as people pass money back and forth, presumably for the bets they must have placed. My stomach rolls. I think I might be sick.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

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