Hero Jolie Vines Novels & Stories

The vine in her hand seemed to come to life, like a whip or a snake, flexibly manipulated by her, creating various patterns. With agile moves, she exploited every opportunity, stepping through loopholes, sending herself flying, making it impossible for anyone to get close to her. The bodyguards were knocked down one by one, covered in bloodstains, writhing in pain on the ground. Only Heloise stood in the center, holding the vine with blood on it, like a lethal weapon, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, radiating the most unrestrained aura. Coral was stupefied, staring at her in terror.

I hold myself as I sob, and I can't help but think that this is how I am meant to be. ____ "Hello, Violet." I stare at the face of Dr. Chynna Wei, and I say nothing. I expected her call for a while, then I forget about it. It's evening now, and her call woke me up, I fell asleep crying, It's a routine now. "You look nice." She comments, and I stare at her skin, perfect body, no trace of acne, unlike mine, her smile isn't broken, unlike mine. she's mocking you.

she muttered, her head bowed in shame and anger. The assistant didn’t say anything more and walked away to resume his work. Rosalie returned to her desk, her eyes filled with determination. She had to find out who that woman was in Gavin’s video call. Only then could she prepare herself. … Jolie lounged lazily on the couch, hugging a plush bunny. She absentmindedly played with its ears while watching the man on her screen. His handsome, composed, and mature features seemed more pleasing to the eye than before.

Out of pure panic, Alice starts to shout and pray really hard. A stream of water forms and starts to float towards Jolene. Vines Form out of the inside of the cave they grow they start to wrap around Jolene’s body. The water seems to be helping the vines, faster, water and vines consume Jolene‘s body. Vlad attempts to remove the vines from her body, but Alice stops him, “Stop, they are helping her!” Vlad tries to argue, but then a vine slaps his hands causing him to back off.

Emily had never tried to be close to them before even though they had tried to make her like them to get on madam Calista good side. “Zoe, I made you fresh orange juice from the ripe fruits outside, try it quickly. I even added my special ingredient in it so it tastes even more special.” Violet smiled and collected the bottle, “I'll try it then.” She opened the bottle and took a sip of the pulpy juice as it melted in her tongue and satisfied the rest of her taste buds. She moaned at the nourishing taste and had some more, instantly feeling refreshed. After feeling satisfied she looked at the teenager that was staring at her with a hint of excitement in her eyes. “Do you like it?” she asked g

Jolie cried, tears streaming down her face as she grasped Eileen hands, her eyes imploring Eileen to relent. "Are you out of your mind? Do you think I’m lying?" Chief Eileen exclaimed, her voice rising in indignation. "I told you, I don’t have the $100,000 the princess sent. I’m not withholding it from you," she insisted, but Jolie refused to give up. Jolie crawled closer, her desperation evident, and knelt at Eileen feet, grasping her leg and holding on tight. "Please, Eileen, please... my son is dying," Jolie begged, her tears soaking Eileen clothes.

Bessie spat hoarsely and with that she pulls her luggage . She grabs the door knob gently with her neatly trimmed manicured fingers . Jolie stood a few steps away from the door. She had a silk Navy blue dress and a fancy scarf wrapped around her neck stylish . Few rings and three bangles on her left hand which shimmered could be seen on her hand . Her face was not left from the fancy , little touches of blushes applied on both sides of her cheeks . Her lashes features was highlighted by mascara revealing her beautiful cat shaped eyes . “ Are you done checking me out ? ” Jolie joked earning a chuckle from Bessie .

"That's beautiful, honey. Jasmine Hyden." "Hyden?!" Juicy joked. "Jasmine Robinson." "That is so mean." He said. "Well, I was going to do this on our one year anniversary but what's three or four more months." He took her hand. "Juicy Robinson, would you please grant me the honor of becoming my wife? Juicy Hyden is such a pretty name. Don't you think, babe? Juicy and Jasmine Hyden…and however many more little Hyden's we decide to create. Would you like to do that with me?"

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

She didn’t argue. The alley smelled like damp brick and cigarette smoke. The cassette was cold in my hand, as if it had been left in the freezer. This one was labeled J-0. Zero. I brought it inside. Beverly didn’t ask to hold it. She just stared at it like it might bite. “You want to listen?” I asked. She didn’t answer. “I think we have to,” I added. “Why else would it show up? It’s for me.” “No,” she whispered. “It’s for them.”