روايات وقصص ضمن Kim Kardashian Collapsed Nostril

Then, out of pure dread, I opened my phone again and checked the news. What I saw made my blood run cold. “Breaking: Vipers Star Kael Dravin Holds Emergency Press Conference” My eyes widened. What the hell is he doing? I quickly turned on the TV and switched to the sports channel. The conference was already airing live. Kael was sitting at a long table, looking exhausted and wrecked. His eyes were red-rimmed, his lip was split, and he had dark circles under his eyes. Cameras flashed relentlessly in his face, the clicking sounds loud even through the television. Reporters were shouting questions from every direction.

I heard this nasty crack—yeah, that was his nose meeting my knuckles. Not exactly a symphony, but music to my ears all the same. "FUCK!" With his hands to his face, Griffin staggered back. "Shit! My nose!" Kellan burst out laughing. "Oh damn, she got you good!" Maia whooped loudly. "Atta girl!" I winced, offering an apologetic look. "You okay?" "DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY?" he barked, holding his now-bleeding nose.

It seemed impossible, but others had begun to exchange questioning looks as well. But Kingston seemed oblivious to the scrutiny surrounding his declaration. Then he brought the champagne to his lips. He took a long swallow, and I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed. I smiled as he lowered the glass, clapping with the rest. And then he collapsed. The room erupted in chaos.

“He, he fell. I don’t know…I don’t…he just fell.” His chest was rising up and down in a fast rhythm. I couldn’t understand what he was saying neither could I hear him clearly through the sobs. I held on to his shoulder trying to placate him. “Look at me Nolan, look at me,” I instructed staring deep into his eyes. “Calm down and speak to me.” His gaze has settled on mine and he tried to normalize his breath. “Kieran collapsed and is not moving or answering his name. We were playing under the oak tree.”

He stammered, “It—it wasn’t like that! I didn’t force anyone! Nothing happened between us!” Miriam cried out, trying to hide her face as the crowd pressed closer, their questions like daggers. The reporters, sensing the opportunity for sensational headlines, scrambled to capture the chaotic scene below. Their cameras flashed relentlessly, snapping shots of Kennedy’s bloated, frantic figure as he shoved his way through the crowd. The image of his back, distorted with the raw signs of a failed attempt at dominance, quickly became one of the most searched photos online. The sarcastic comments followed almost immediately.

It was a correction shot, designed for someone who had already shown a tendency to move right. Kael sneezed. It was sudden and completely involuntary. His whole body pitched forward as it happened, dropping his head and shoulders below the arc of the burst. The compressed air passed over him and hit the boundary wall behind him with enough force to crack the stone. The crowd went completely silent. Kael straightened. He rubbed his nose. He looked at the cracked wall. Then at Darius. Then at the crowd. "I swear," he said, to no one in particular, "I did not do that on purpose."

Rick yelped, clawing at his nose as he backed away. “Are you okay?” I asked the minute he sauntered back to us while side-eyeing the brunette who was cursing and cracking her knuckles in pure disgust. “I have a nosebleed.” He threw his head heavenward to keep the blood from dripping down. Kim tossed a cloth at him from her waist pouch and folded her arms across her chest in a tight disapproval. “Everyone’s volatile here.” She scolded. “Don't try to be the hero.” “Let me help.” I offered and didn't even wait for his response before taking the clothes from him. I tore a piece of it and tossed the rest back to Kim.

Mentally and physically. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I hurriedly brought it out, my hands shaking, and unlocked the screen. The notification at the top made my heart drop. It was a news alert. I opened it with unease. The headline stared back at me, “Billionaire Ethan Crowe Sr. Collapses During Conference After Scandalous Photo Revealed.” “What…?” I whispered, my voice trembling. My eyes darted over the article. Apparently, during a big conference meeting, someone had displayed the fake photo of me and Jace kissing on a huge screen.

Face still covered by black, sweaty hair and a dark blue towel, I heard what sounded like a water balloon drop into the vomit-filled toilet with a thick bloop. Between one breath and the next, Kiema's body went limp and listed to the side. Her chin slammed into the edge of the bowl loudly enough I winced. She crashed into the wall at an awkward angle, passed out cold. "Fuck!"

We were at cloud nign when we were interupted by a very dramaric throat clearing that sends us flying away from eachother. Kevin ended up on the floor while i was luck enough to stop rolling at the end of the bed. I looked over to the door and looked at a very frowning dad that was shooting daggers at my mate. I flushed from head to toe as the silence streched uncomfortablly. But fortunatly for us, Noah bursted through the opened door, ran past my angery father and tackled me from my sitting position down to the floor. "You're alive...Dear goddess, she's alive..." he kept mumbling as he hugs the life out of me.