One Above All Novels & Stories

Update my laptop and install a beautiful picture of Ivy, Jackson, and me in Los Angeles. " So Tiara I need you to arrange these documents on the bookshelf in alphabetical order. Can you do that?" Madame Torneur asked. "Yes of course, so easy!" I replied spontaneously. She smiles and tells me she is coming in few minutes. I agree and when she goes out I begin arranging. Some minutes later after starting by the bottom am now at the top where unfortunately I can't reach, stupid size I have. I search for a way to reach the top and continue my work when I see a little seat where I could climb and have sufficient height to arrive at the top.

"Cute? Look at her waist—there's extra flesh. She doesn't hold a candle to you." "Don't say that. She's still your sister." "I only have one sister—that's you, Crystal," he said without hesitation. Their back-and-forth felt rehearsed, and Clement, growing too confident, stumbled and spilled his wine all over my chest. "Sorry! I didn't mean to." He'd been holding a grudge ever since I'd blocked a major order for the Paynes worth millions. I smiled coldly, lifted my rhinestone-studded handbag, and swung it at Clement's face, leaving scratches across his cheek.

Instantly, there’s a high-pitched squealing from all the Lunas, startling several of the pups. “Oh, Margot, congratulations! Tell us everything!” Allison says. She shrugs getting a far away look on her face. “It was perfect. Ezra was perfect. And you know the best part? Joshua’s scent is gone,” she says softly, her eyes filling with tears. “Thorin pushed his venom into my body until he’d pushed Joshua’s scent completely out. He’s gone. He’s finally gone,” she says softly, swiping at the tears that leak out of her eyes.

Mine. I clenched my fists claws digging into palms fighting the urge to crawl onto the bed, to bury my face between her thighs, to claim her right there.But I was not an animal.I was the Obsidian Crown.I turned to my head maid an older wolf, silver haired, eyes wise.“Clean her. Warm her. Dress her in silks befitting a queen. Feed her broth when she wakes. Do not leave her side.”The maid bowed.“As you command, my King.”I looked at the woman on my bed ,my mate and felt the prophecy settle into my bones like iron.One true mate.One chance.I would not fail.

“He also tried giving Little One a peanut butter sandwich and got pissed when she wouldn’t eat it.” “She’s fucking allergic!” Rave screamed making Jasmine flinch. “I’m sorry Trouble,” He instantly tried to calm down. “I’m just pissed that asshole did all that.” “I know,” She whispered, “It’s just automatic now, sorry.” “We will help you overcome that,” Daemon said softly. “What kind of father doesn’t know his children’s own life-threatening allergies, or any for that fucking matter?” Raze growled. “An ass like Mason,” Daemon sighed. “What was in the packet?” Raze asked.

Alex stood tall, his chest heaving with exertion, but a triumphant smile graced his lips. He couldn't believe that he had emerged as the victor in the battle. His spiritual prowess had proven stronger. "I know you all would have been wondering while these altercations were going on between us and them." He pointed at Alex, the king, and the chief priest. "As most of you all know that I am a dignified man and hold our gods in high regard, I would never disrespect the king's order without a genuine and reasonable reason. Now, you all shall know the true identity of the despicable person you regard as your king." He pointed at the king, who was lying flatly with his body completely on the surfa

"Everydaaaayyyyyy, all I wanna have is fun, fun, fun. Fun anywayyyyy, so just come and join us one by one." "Looks like someone woke up on the right side of the bed today." Calvin's amused voice interrupted Blair's happy singing session. He was enjoying her off tune singing white drinking his glass of milk.