Looking Snatched Novels & Stories

Is that healthy? Lilith Ashbourne lounges two seats away, violet eyes scanning the room with predatory calm. Her all black business pantsuit highlights her violet eyes more. Faye Marlowe tears into a croissant with theatrical elegance, as though rehearsing for an audience. Her long sleeved green shimmery thigh high dress sparkling in the morning light reflecting her eyes. Sora Han sits upright, posture flawless, utensils aligned with exact symmetry. Perhaps she has OCD? She is wearing a grey skirt suit today. Somehow it makes her looks more severe.

What a sly snake! "You keep teasing and bullying me to no end!" I exclaimed, glaring at him. However, Basil just stared back at me, stupefied. Then, he wailed and said, "I never did that!" I wasn't interested in his explanations. I just said, "Stay farther away from me. You're a bad snake!" Basil replied in a choked voice, "I'm not a bad snake. I'm a good snake. You said it yourself. You said that I was the most well-behaved snake in the world!"

Damon must have slipped it to him. Before I could dwell on it, movement at the corner of my eye made my heart lurch. Selene crouched in the grass, a snail clutched in her tiny hand, her curious eyes fixed on the creature. She lifted it toward her mouth with innocent fascination. “Selene, no! Don’t put that in your mouth!” I cried, rushing toward her in alarm, my pulse leaping with panic at what could have happened had I been a second slower.

“North entrance secure. Cameras are live. We’ve got eyes everywhere.” “Copy that,” I whispered, touching the mic at my collar. “Relax,” Marcus added. “We’ll catch him this time.” I wanted to believe him. Adrian drifted to my side, his glass of champagne catching the light. To anyone watching, we looked like just another couple enjoying the evening. “He’ll come,” he whispered without moving his lips. “Jasper can’t resist the scent of a snare. It’s in his nature.” “Or ours,” I muttered.

Gasps rippled through the crowd as everyone stopped to watch. Nathan groaned, clutching his face as he tried to push himself up. There was blood dripping from his lower lip. Coral stood frozen, her face drained of color. Favian looked down at Nathan, his expression cold and unyielding. “Be rude to her again,” Favian growled, “and you won’t be getting back up.”

But before she could fall off the seat he caught her and set her right. That move looked too familiar. Something must have happened when I left them alone last night. But that was a conversation for later, my Brad looked traumatized. I reached over and held his hand. He squeezed mine back. “We don't even know where she is," I said with a sigh. “That's not a problem. We'll be back shortly, in the meantime, you need to have that pulled out of her. The snake left a locator on her that is why his friends keep coming back," Sabrina said to me and pointed at something on Athena.

As if she was holding something hot, she let go of the phone, and it fell to the ground. Kiran quickly bent and caught it. Snow was so angry, her eyes were getting red. How could Kiran watch this kind of rubbish behind her back? She glared at him. “Y-You…” “What exciting movie is that?” Serena’s curious voice was heard from outside. “Want to watch together?” Kiran looked at Snow and asked while smirking. “Go to hell!” Snow glared at him, wanting to cut off his vital parts.

I obviously hope the person didn't get a single glimpse on what I was staring at while I can by nerves after discovering it that useless girl whom life is now on my palm. The moment I got back to my right sense, I began to look for my phone only to sight them with her and she was trying to get a glimpse on what I was busy with. Seeing this, I immediately snatch the phone out of her grip while I hurriedly make my way to anywhere my legs would carry me down to absent mindedly.

I'm going to get soaked, but that's fine because I have spare clothes in my locker. I was about to take a step away from the waiting shed when my wrist was grabbed by a firm hand. My mouth hung open in shock and bewilderment. His manly odor rapidly infiltrated my nose. His gorgeous brown eyes locked on mine. My wrist felt warm in his calloused and rough grasp. When I saw how much this guy resembled a Greek god, my jaw split open once more! His hair was dark brown and perfectly coiffed, and he had a high and pointed nose with sharp cheekbones chiseled down to his flinty jaw, which appeared to be sculpted and trimmed to perfection.

What a perfect example of everyone abandoning ship the moment disaster struck. No, more like everyone rushing to shove him down once he started falling. I lazily scrolled through the screen. The face I had once been obsessed with was now filled with the stench of decay. His eyes were hollow and lifeless, dark shadows hanging heavily beneath them, while the corners of his mouth were split and ulcerated. My phone vibrated with a new email notification. [Eden York has liquidated all core assets and placed an enormous bounty on the black market to track down your whereabouts.]