Novel & Cerita Nami Vivi

had found his anchor, and together, they had built a fortress. In a sun-drenched penthouse studio overlooking the vibrant, shimmering chaos of the Las Vegas Strip, a woman sat at a wide drafting table. The surface was a beautiful mess of silk swatches, hand-painted textiles, and charcoal sketches that captured the fluid motion of fabric. Her name was Vivienne Le Brione, though the world of high fashion—the world she had conquered on her own terms—knew her only as "Vivi."

Emma was asleep till 2 pm while Shawn waking up at 12 clears the mess on the terrace with Nami. He takes a shower then cooks lunch for Emma saying today Nami and other maids after doing their work can have half day leave. But Nami declines saying she is fine with staying here as she is all alone in this new city. So, she would be in her room in free time and when needed she would be there at their service.

"You! Who are you?! Why are you hugging Liam?!" "I'm Vivian." "I don't care! You bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Nami growled and she stormed towards us. If I can make my eyes bigger, I would've done it when I saw Nami's wings start to show off. "Nami stop!" I immediately hide Vivian behind me and covers her eyes. "I will kill her for Hera!" "Nami, stop! What the hell are you doing?! Someone might see your wings!" Sean exclaimed who just got awoken by Nami's loud voice, and Tom ran to the door to lock it.

Alice laughed loudly. “Are you okay, Yak Ann Sinora?” Violet noticed that the healer was one of the few people to call her by her real name, without attaching her to a convenient name because of her purple hair and eyeballs. She blushed, somewhat embarrassed. Lady Demi must have heard her talking to herself. Although the healer had caught her on several occasions, she'd encourage her to say positive things to herself. In fact, Lady Demi had taught her to look in her reflection and say positive things to her about her appearance and body.

My stomach growled at the smell of food. “Thanks...They are supposed to care and help. If not anything we paid them for their services.” She chuckled.”They are but they do not care whether we live or die. “ “They see us as whores for not having mates.” another voice drew my attention to my other side. I turned to see a girl who was not older than eighteen. She was strawberry blonde with deep blue eyes. She actually looked like a cute Barbie. “Hi, I am Vivian. Call me Vivi for short.” she winked.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Niall frowns a little, not quite tempted. “I will do all of those things, too, please,” Vivi says passively, her attention back on Coco now as she traces the shape of his wings with her little finger. Niall’s frown deepens and I sigh, realizing that none of this is making it any better for him.

I joked, putting away the makeup i had in my hands. She pulled away, putting her head upon Maria's shoulders before dragging her hair. "This is Maria, sweet badass Maria" She teases before Maria tossed her lightly in her hands. "This is Amelia and Aaliyah. Your names rhyme" She smiled, terribly close to close to the camera that you could peer into her nose and make out every stand of her red hair. "This is Wu's ass" Ruby embraced Wu from behind before sticking her face into the camera. I hadn't realized a tear already slip down my eyes as I fast paced the video towards the end.

Hmph! With a cold snort, Vivi released her hands. She crossed her arms with a pout, glared at Philip unhappily, and said, “Philip, you’ve been out for so long but you didn't tell me. You made me look around everywhere for someone to contact the SPEAR Bureau.” Philip turned around and looked at Vivi. Tonight, she wore a long red dress with white butterfly crystal shoes on her feet. With her curvaceous figure and long wavy brown hair that fell like a waterfall, she looked very classy and elegant.

Another pair of fats is shoved in my face, this time being a bag of chips. "Nancy, take whatever you want." She's like a tornado, a whirlwind of pink fabric, brunette curls and strong perfume, running around the stalls and grabbing everything that catches her eye. Sometimes I'm envious of her childish enthusiasm. "Heey, aren't you the new occupants on Elmond street?"