Novel & Cerita Octavia Melody X Vinyl Scratch

I wiped my face softly, lifting the mask up a little, but the tears kept coming. “I’m going to get my revenge on everyone,” I growled, my breath ragged. “I promise you, Victoria. I’m going to ruin you the way you’ve ruined me.” “Arrrggghhh!” My screams rippled through my throat. I slammed my fist into the poolside table, sending the whiskey bottle tumbling. It shattered against the concrete, glass shards glinting under the moonlight. Then, my eyes moved to the stars. They twinkled above me, cruel and beautiful, as if mocking my ugly face. My chest tightened as my eyes traced to the moon. It was silent, bright up in the sky—unbothered by my pains.

he said. I winced as the music reached a high pitched crescendo. I wasn't particularly skilled in dancing, but you could say I was versatile enough to know the next steps, or what was expected of the dancers when a certain note hits. Time seemed to crawl to a halt as Xander spun Sabrina one last time, before pulling her flush against him.

The resemblance says it all'. "Hi, blue eyes". They waved at her. And Octavia lowered her eyes and replied; "Hi" "What? She's shy?" One of the girls laughed. "She's not. She hates talking to strangers' Mica replied in a hard voice, but Octavia still didn't say a word. The girls continued talking and after a while, the music went off. All eyes darted to the stage as they wondered what was going on, but their wonders seized when they found a boy - a member of the X-family on stage.

"Go, sit in the back. Rest." I stared at the back of his head, letting out a bitter smile before wordlessly slipping into the back seat. The road down was bumpy, and the pain in my body flared up again. I couldn't inject my painkillers in front of them, so I reached for the bottle of strong painkillers in the car and swallowed a few tablets dry. Catching my movement in the rearview mirror, Evan's eyes narrowed sharply. "What in the world are you eating, Melody?" His voice was cold and brittle, like shards of glass. "What kind of vitamins require you to eat them in the car like that?"

Michele's voice pulled me back to reality. "If she hadn't left all those years ago, the woman at my side would be a gambler. How could it be an angel like you? Tomorrow is our 99th day together, and I'm putting the most profitable strip club in Vallasia under your name." Michele looked at Barbara with complete indulgence and pinched her cheek playfully. Barbara laughed softly and leaned in to kiss him. A sudden, stabbing pain tore through my side, forcing a sharp gasp from me. It was the scar I had carried for five years, left behind when I sold a kidney just to stay alive after I failed to repay my loan.

Scarlet moaned aloud as Xavier surged deeper inside of her. "Ahhh!" Scarlet cried out as Xavier began thrusting furiously in and out of her. He held her hips tightly in his hands as he continued to pound into her. Scarlet screamed with delight as he finally hit an empty spot inside of her and she came again. Scarlet buried her face in the crook of his shoulder and squeezed his waist. "Xavier!" Scarlet moaned excitedly.

From the way Josh presented himself, he seemed fine… Xyla opened her eyes. She started playing music on her phone. The song was called ‘You’re Everything to Me’. The soothing tempo and beautiful lyrics put Xyla’s body and mind at ease… After listening to the song, Xyla went in the shower and washed her hair. She also washed off all the foam on her body. Xyla then wrapped a towel around herself and dried her hair. She stood in front of the basin to carry out her skincare routine. After applying layers of skincare products, Xyla carried the skincare products back into the room.

For ten years, I stood beside Adrian Shaw while he clawed his way up from nothing to a nine-figure fortune. In all that time, he never once took me anywhere that cost more than twenty dollars a head. On the eve of our tenth anniversary, I sent him a link to the steakhouse I'd been saving for years. His expression darkened. "Just because we have money now doesn't mean we can forget how hard life can get. Thrift is a virtue, Nora. Don't lose it." I thought he had a point, so I nodded and agreed to cancel the reservation. Then, on the day I went to the restaurant to cancel it, I saw Adrian across the dining room, having dinner with a girl. He cut her steak for her, then reached over and ge

"Please. I write my music. Every lyric, every note is mine. You have to believe in me. Whoever called you is a liar, they… I do not know why they are doing this but I swear to you I am not a fraud.” The eyes of the man went cold. "You don't sing, you steal them. And everyone's gonna know that." He advanced, his voice becoming a snarl. "You can't even sing with autotune holding you together from falling apart. How did you even trick Damien into believing you were worth such an opportunity?” His words strike more intensely upon impact and hurt than any physical blow. "I'm not—" I responded, my voice trailing off into nothingness. "That's not true. Damien had watched me perform and freestyle li

He lavished attention on every inch of exposed skin, his kisses turning to bites, to licks, mapping my body as if memorizing it. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, my fingers clumsy with need. He helped me, shrugging out of it, and then his skin was against mine, hot and smooth over hard muscle. The feel of him, the sheer, solid reality of him, was almost too much. I ran my hands over his back, feeling the ridges of old scars, the powerful shift of his shoulders. “Ethan,” he whispered, his lips against my throat. “My Ethan. Mine.”