Novel & Cerita Ot12 Exo

He puckered his mouth playfully. "Deodo." He smiled (A/N: deodo means you too) "Nado?" Emily furrowed her brows. (A/N: nado means me too) "Nde." Joel nodded his head. "Mbo?" She opened her mouth agape and stopped in her tracks. "Just one bodyguard, actually." Joel snickered. "...." She smiled and they resumed walking. "Bring the car," Joel ordered authoritatively. Emily pouted and looked around. "Deo... Who are you talking to?" She asked in astonishment.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.

“Maybe an Omega could show Bennett to one of our guest rooms?” I expected Bennett to protest, to smugly say that he already knew the way, but to my surprise – and immense relief – he just nodded. “That would be lovely. Thank you, Scarlett.” Enzo sighed, but he nodded, too. “Fine. I’ll just mindlink one of them. One of the more discreet ones,” he added, eyeing up the smear of fake blood. He sighed again before turning to look at Bennett, just barely managing to keep his lip from curling though his eyes did narrow. “Make yourself at home.” The words were welcoming, but he voiced them like a threat.

data-slate-node="element" id="w-e-element-120" data-slate-node="element"> id="w-e-element-122" data-slate-node="element"> id="w-e-element-124" data-slate-node="element">

“I’ve gotten you a bigger and beautiful place, just like I promised you. It took some time to find the exact kind of place I wanted, but I did find it in the end. I had some men help me polish it up even more. I was waiting for everything to be completed before I told you about it. It’s got a garden which you can tend, and I equipped it with the most sophisticated solar system. This means that you're going to have power, a television, and all the basic amenities you can think of, except for a telephone, of course. I'm not stupid. Also, the solar system is strong enough to pump water from the well on the premises directly into the cabin, so you won't need to stress yourself at all. You’ll lov

I pulled my jacket closer to my body as I walked out of the vice chancellor’s office with Caleb following close behind. Today, I’d worn a bermuda short and a henley shirt paired with a ski jacket and black combat boots. You’d think I was in mourning because of the amount of black I had on. I had no makeup on and today I decided to let my hair loose instead of the normal cornrows. I swiped my tongue across my lips just to feel the coldness of the ring pierced on it.

Ellie's P.O.V. My question hung in the conference room like a thunderclap. I folded my hands neatly on the polished conference table, keeping my face calm despite the satisfaction blooming inside me. ‘Go on, Jared. Show them the designs I never gave you.’ Jared's confident smile faltered for the briefest second before he recovered. “My previous collections have been among Walton Lux's best-selling lines. My work speaks for itself.” His work? A familiar bitterness settled in my chest.

I trusted her and we went. Another day at the gate of life and death. The gate of hell waiting to be opened for my soul because I have done a lot that might not take me to heaven. Was I even worried about that? No! All my worries were Cardy. I have lost everything, it will be a great idea to start from the beginning rather than work like a slave just to quickly get rich. Not just as a slave, working like a walking dead. We got to the gate, my phone beeped, the brightness caught my attention. It was Elrod with a voice note.

Raina's POV >Fore Font training Camp< After a ride that felt like an eternity, Alpha Dorian opened the boot space and said, "We've arrived, come out." I'd been locked inside the boot space for hours; I couldn't count them. A few minutes after Dorian's beta had left the hospital room where I was, Dorian brought in a doctor's attire and instructed me to change into it immediately. I did as instructed without bothering to ask questions, despite the fact that I had a dozen questions to ask.

​The molten orange glare of the geothermal siphon cast long, distorted shadows across the massive cavern of Sector 00. As the monolithic black titanium cylinder fully emerged from the liquid stone, the automated cooling manifolds began to hiss, spraying high-pressure nitrogen vapor that swirled around the towering Vanguard Titan Chassis 01.