Novel & Cerita H.o.t.d

"I'll see her in school on Monday." "Want a drink?" "Nothing alcoholic." She said. "I'm allergic." "Sure." He nodded and left. Saira watched other people mingle and dance while some were already in the pool splashing each other like little children then the music stopped all of a sudden and the emcee's voice came on the microphone somewhere around. "Okay people! Gather round cos the celebrant is here! Please let's give a big round of applause for Ethan Delnoi!" He announced. The applause and whistling from the crowd was so loud that Saira had to cover her ears but she stood on her tiptoes to see him and her breath caught in her throat when she finally saw him after so many agonizing days.

Olivia pov "Mom, don’t do that! You’re ruining it!" I yelled as David's mom dumped a ton of chocolate into the cake mix we were making. She just laughed and said, "Aren't we all chocolate lovers?" I sighed, "Yeah, but not until you both end up with diabetes!" I said, hearing me. She shot me a playful glare that made me burst out laughing. I never expected that hanging out with David's parents would make me this happy.

This would be the 99th apology. Once, I used to hope each one would be the last. No more; I no longer hoped for anything. Leaving the jewelry store, I received a phone call. "Ms. Holt, I'm sorry to bother you again. We're willing to raise the annual salary to one million dollars. Would you consider joining us as the Design Director?" It was the third time the famous Ularian jewelry company had reached out. I had turned them down before, but this time, I said yes.

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

“It’s by three. We should head back soon so you can prepare.” Right. The hundred-million-dollar deal with the Dubai investors that could open a new market for Anderson Holdings in the Eastern markets. That was what needed my attention. Not a small ankle injury that would heal in a few days. “Let’s go,” I said, walking toward the clubhouse to get our things. “Will she be okay?” Jessica asked quietly when we got to the parking lot. “Anna? She’ll be fine. It’s just a sprain.” “It looked painful.” “She’s stronger than she looks,” I said with a shrug.

Only a few more days left of our honeymoon then we get back on the plane to head back home. I am kinda excited not going to lie. I am really starting to miss home and everyone we left there. Today was going to be a good day I could already tell from the moment I woke up. Well anything could be better than last night, I can't believe we never got picked up. Although we did find out later on that the guy who brought us out there had a family emergency and forgot to have someone come pick us up. I can't hold that against him, at least we got found. The sun was nice and full this morning no clouds in sight and already eighty degrees outside and here it is only seven am. David is taking me to go

"Don't be too paranoid, maybe they have a deeper reason. But wait... who are we talking about?" "Who else, of course, it's the famous singer, my god!!!" a woman said. "LEE HAJOON A.K.A TAEYONG !! OUR IDOL!!!!" a gay man said with a shudder. "Oh... But.. who is that?" "Are you for real?! You don't know him?" a gay shouted. "Do I need to know him?" Cindy answers them with a shaky head. All of them sighed heavily to her like there is no other choice but to explain everything to her again from the start. Cindy is the kind of girl that only knows is how to earn money for herself, about those kinds of things, she had no time to think about it.

In cursive, old calligraphy, it read ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× 《V I V I A N H I O M I》:《25》 《T O K Y O : J A P A N》 《C A U S E O F D E A T H 》 ○ HEMORRHAGE ○ ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× "This is never not sad." - To be continued

This whole situation convinced her even more that whatever Gabe did was very top secret. "All right," their host said, sitting in a large chair across from them. "Here's the situation. Miss Winters, we haven't met but you may be familiar with my name. Daniel Killian." Rachel's hand jerked in surprise, nearly spilling her drink. "DRK Inc., right?" He nodded. She dug into her mind to remember what she'd been told about DRK. Daniel R. Killian, Incorporated. A highly respected, low profile security and protection agency specializing in…well…almost everything covered by those two terms.

He snapped. "You are right, I don't care and I saw two people yesterday. I saw them somewhere I don't expect them to be" he started as he signal to a guy wearing a tuxedo playing with cards. "Aren't you curious who they are?" He asked as the guy distribute cards in front of them. "No" he answered even though deep down he wants to know. "Four million" Alex announced as his bet. Owen's eyes widened at the amount, he has two million if he can win Alex's four million he would be super happy because he will have to look for just four more million.