Kritik Novelas e Histórias

Dante Moretti. Victor’s most ruthless rival. She had heard the name whispered in fearful voices around the estate, but now, seeing him up close, she understood why. He was nothing like Victor. Where Victor’s dominance was controlled and suffocating, Dante exuded something more sinister…. chaotic and cruel. He was tall and lean, his dark suit perfectly fitted, but his presence alone made the room feel smaller. His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement.

the Critic roared, his voice sounding like a thousand glass bells shattering at once, "then no one will have the 'Ending'!" He lunged for the "Author's Ink" needle, his "Negative Space" form threatening to consume the Genesis and the North in a single, terminal stroke.

Keyboard Overkill

I am in a tight spot now, how do I enter the room in such an atmosphere? Finally I summoned courage. “Kate, how have you been?” I greeted. Kate’s POV I think today is the most dramatic day of all but to crown it Melissa actually came to see me. “I am doing just fine Melissa,” I said in response to her greeting. The next thing that happened was totally unexpected. “I am sorry Kate, I was wrong for misjudging you; could you forgive me?” “I have never held it against you, I know you were doing what you think is right for Albert” I said

I replied, my voice a little hoarse from holding back tears. Honestly, this food wasn’t much better than Mark’s own cooking. But, his sincerity that I felt was more valuable than the taste of the food. I appreciated his efforts, especially at a time like this. I… tears began to well up in my eyes. The doctor’s explanation of Zara’s condition was so hard to hear. The words “critical” and “need intensive care” echoed in my ears, piercing my heart. I burst into tears, tears streaming down my cheeks. I tried to stay strong in front of Mark, but my body was shaking uncontrollably. Questions arose in my mind, a mixture of fear, hope, and despair.

She reads the text message, frowns: - We need to change the number ... Got it, idiots ... Familiar club darkness, torn apart by pulsating light flashes. Good old trance sounds. Dancing, drunken human sea. Just played Kitsune's favorite song - Illusion*. She even has tears in her eyes. Great song, Tom agrees... trying to change a loved one is the greatest mistake and delusion. Kit is good precisely because she is a Kit and no one else. And she's hotter and sexier than all the girls in this club put together. He likes to watch her dance. She laughs and says she moves like an elephant in a china shop. Asking for compliments...

Ken stood up and walked towards the fire place. He pressed a button and out came a small drawer. He picked out a cigarette, lighted it using the lit fire place. “Where is she?” Ken questioned, facing the roof, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m sorry boss.” Ben pleaded, going on his knees. “She…she got away, I’m sorry boss.” Ben stammered. “You’re sorry?” Ken questioned, facing him and giving Ben a harsh look. Ken turned backing him, “you know I have zero tolerance for failures but as a close and trusted friend I forgive you." He spoke, his cigarette in his mouth, hands backwards.

he laid on his bed and turned the other way. "God..." I groaned, "your personality is such crap, really doesn't match your face." I walked out of the room but I had more to say and turned back, "And I take back my invitation from this morning." I slammed the door and mumbled insults at him on my way to my room. "Hey hey," my brother stopped me, "what's wrong?" he asked, looking worried. "Your friend is a dick." I yelled loud enough for him to hear me.

“ It’s very possible, just hard to attain, “ he huskily said. I could tell from the tone of his voice his mood had gone down. I wonder if it had anything to do with his mother. He slammed the cooler shut and walked away. “ Next time slam it a little harder, “ JJ shouted. Why couldn’t he just shut up sometimes? One day, he was going to say that to the wrong person and get killed. “ So, who do you think would win in a fight? Katherine or Ethan? “ Maya said brushing her ass against JJ’s pants. JJ carefully shooed her away and she sat and pouted on the cooler. “ Ethan, have you seen his muscles? “ Mabel swooned. I had the urge to beat the shit out of her for betraying me. How could everyone thin

I breathed a sigh of relief knowing I could at least be frank. “This is not tension, Mr. Sica, I absolutely despise you. As cold as it might sound, I cannot trust you. You have proven to me that you are a man who would not hesitate to throw people to gutters once you are done with them. But it is fine, isn't it? It is what CEO’s do.”