Marissa Meyer Iko Novels & Stories

She grinned and all the anger in me evaporated. "Why the hell does her smile affects me" I thought frowning. "Good day sir" the ice cream vendor greeted me and I nodded "how much ice cream did she consumed" I asked and his next word shock to me, well not that I'm too shocked because I expected it after she ate five plates of pasta and three cans of Coca-Cola. I paid him and dragged away. MELISSA'S POV

Once we walked into my place, Nate headed over to take a seat on the couch while I went to get changed. "What's the dress code for tonight?" I asked, digging through my drawers as I considered my options. "Literally just wear like sweats or something," he laughed. "It's gonna be super chill." I took his suggestion, picking out some grey sweatpants and a black Calvin Klein sports bra. I was a proud member of the Iddy-Biddy-Tittie-Committee, which was simultaneously a blessing and a curse. One of the main perks (for want of a better word) was that I could comfortably and confidently wear sports bras instead of shirts, something which I would forever be thankful for.

He couldn’t wait to see what Michael had picked out to wear, and was already reacting in anticipation. Michael slid a leg out slowly first, revealing a cow print thigh-high sock. Edwardo fought the urge to whistle, not wanting to summon the dog. Instead he grunted in appreciation. The leg slid back in, then out spun Michael, leaning seductively against the closet door. Edwardo wiped his mouth, trying not to drool. Michael was in a cow print bikini, complete with matching socks and headband, and a matching cover for his bite collar. The tiny triangles on the top were just big enough to cover his nipples, and the bottoms had the most adorable tail sewn onto the back. When Edwardo had seen the

The encounter left a lasting impression on Isabella, reminding her of the profound connections that can be forged through shared passions and mutual respect. Maria discovered that Isabella was not only the owner of an air charter company but also a successful businesswoman and a passionate advocate for women's empowerment. Her lingerie company was more than just a commercial venture; it was a celebration of the female form and a symbol of strength and confidence. Nadia shared the secret behind Isabella's success with Maria. "Isabella did the modelling of her products herself," Nadia revealed with a hint of admiration. "Unlike many other brands that rely on professional models, Isabella takes

She had an hourglass figure, her large breasts spilling out of her bodice, barely held back with the string keeping the ensemble together. “My name is Izabelle,” Izzy said, holding her hand out to greet the woman. Two other girls sat next to the dark-haired beauty. One had silver, white hair with deep purple eyes and the other had hair the color of moss, a deep green shade that shone in the light. Her eyes were brown like her companion. Her unique hair color caught Izzy’s eye and she stared at it in awe. “That’s Marchessa,” Marielle said softly. Marchessa didn’t answer Izzy or shake her hand so Izzy withdrew her arm and continued to tear bites off her roll.

He could not wait to watch his biggest competitor crumble. Dominic clicked on a recent article that had a picture of Maeve Casalengo and her friend, Imogen Marin - a world class model - walking into a mall and he chuckled. Very early on a Monday morning and the new COO is at the mall instead of at work. Figures. He stared at the picture, lingering way too long on it.

She styled my hair into soft waves and applied makeup that brought out the green of my eyes, flecked with gold. Kate, meanwhile, after trying on half her suitcase, chose something much simpler: regular jeans and sneakers. The irony was obvious. When I gave her a reproachful look, she just shrugged and declared that her height worked in her favor, while mine needed “a little extra boost.” Mom and Dad had decided to go out for dinner at an Italian restaurant in the city, so the house was quiet when the doorbell rang. I went to open it, completely unprepared for what I was about to see.

' I heard Alex yelled at them but before the two can argue, I told Maria that I'll come back to our room in a bit but before they walk away 'Alex, you're blushing.' Keila said while giggling before walking away and Maria followed her. I smiled. That girl. I'm very glad, She reverted back to the old Keila I used to know. She and Maria and are surprisingly very good friends now. Actually, there are the four of them that use to chat now and then, I'm pertaining about Marisa and Marine, The four of them made a group called MMMK. Funny right? Let me tell you a secret, They all like kpop.

He looked at me before arching an eyebrow “ putting on my coat , you want me to go out without one when its snowing ? And I should be the one asking this - what are you doing , hurry up and get ready “ “ But ..but .. I ..l “ I glanced at him imploring but he didn’t respond in the end I have to grit my teeth and remove the dress off my body “ But you did this to me , you want me to go out with all this ? “ Jacob smirked but didn’t answer instead he pulled out a small remote from the black bag and waved it in front of me “ wireless remote princess , I haven’t thought about trying it outside but who told you to keep breaking your promises - now we will have some fun , that you will remember for

If I was going to flaunt, I was going to do it right. As soon as Devin and I walked towards the others, heads turned in our direction and a few people yelled out my name, waving us over. I forced a confident smirk onto my face, walking with my head held high. Before we could even make it to where Josh and Kevin were standing, a familiar figure detached herself from the crowd and rushed straight toward me. It was Marissa. She was wearing a tiny black bikini, her hair perfectly styled, and she had a massive, smug grin on her face.