Novel & Cerita Oscar X

"I know there's something here I can use with Win; he thinks I'm evil, but I'm sure he is not a little angel; everyone has darkness inside them." "I'm not sure if this means something," Type said, sounding hesitant. "But I found something weird, something that happened ten years ago, when Win was still in high school." Alex waited for Type to continue, feeling curious. "Win was a witness in a car accident that happened outside a club when he was a senior in high school. Only one person died that night, Scott Martin. When I researched his name, I found out Scott and Win attended the same school. I was able to find some reports, and guess what, sir? Scott bullied Win, and not with simple words

She was processing the shocking revelation she had just heard. Lana didn't even notice when Xander returned to sit beside her. Despite his many awards and good looks, it was no wonder Oscar remained single, even while working with countless beautiful actresses. Obviously, he was into men. If Oscar was like that, then what about Xander? Lana started to worry about Xander's sexual orientation. Just then, she looked up to find his exquisitely handsome face gazing directly at her. Xander was caught off guard by how quickly she had looked up. As their eyes met–her beautiful, clear gaze into his–he suddenly felt a bit flustered, his face turning red.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

Chapter 01 Lost in Thought Scarlett’s POV I’m sitting in my office with my feet propped up on my desk, breathing in the rich scent of my chair’s dark brown leather upholstery and tapping my pen on my teeth in my slightly open mouth when I hear my Beta practically yelling at me.

He was like a raging lion. “If I can’t have Alexa Silver, I don’t want another woman,” Oscar said and walked away, leaving me there to bleed.

Cecelia asked laughing as she slightly hit Oscar on his shoulder causing the both of them to laugh out loud. Oscar is Cecelia's childhood classmate, and she met him on the very first day she came to the city. Their relationship in high school and college wasn't that strong, but when they both met each other, they both started to build a strong relationship........ but no matter how strong the relationship seems to look, Cecelia made sure that they don't get too attached. Oscar is into movie promotion and has produced more than enough movies that Cecelia could even count. He had offered to support Cecelia in her dreams, but Cecelia like always refuses to accept his offer, telling him that she

However, Serena, who is far away from the beach, can't feel this kind of tense atmosphere at all, Sin City is very big, and the place where she is happens to be in the most marginal section, except for one Oscar, she can't even see a ghost shadow. Oscar didn't have anything to contact the outside world with yet, and other than teasing his bugs every day, he lived a happy life. Only every time he went to check the calendar, he'd read about how Maxwell hadn't come to play with him yet. Serena sat on the boulder, sighing and wishing the car would get here soon. "Serena, are you going to eat this?" Oscar suddenly came to her with a bunch of icy candy canes with an excited look on his face, "Are

Oscar threads his fingers through Bo’s hair, using the grip to tilt the taller man’s head back before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the skin above his left eye. “I-” He kisses the same spot over his right eye. “love-” Oscar’s lips trail over his cheekbones on each side. “You.” It was a declaration that felt so specifically intimate, and the events to follow felt just the same.

Oscar didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached into his pocket. Pulled something out. A small photograph. Old. Slightly worn. He held it between his fingers. Tatiana hesitated before taking it. Her hands tightened slightly as she looked down. It was a picture of a car. Wrecked. Destroyed. Metal twisted beyond recognition. Her chest tightened instantly. She didn’t need to be told. She knew. “That’s—” “Your mother’s accident,” Oscar finished. Tatiana’s fingers trembled slightly.

Oscar would never foolishly break in just because he was in a hurry to take Grace Allen back; he had to wait for her so long just because of David Xiver. Now he could wait a little longer; this time, he would take her away from the world. But does even Oscar know just because he could take her once doesn't mean he could even touch her again in this life? David Xiver made a mistake once in his life, but it doesn't mean he would make the same mistake again his entire life.