Phantom Chica Novels & Stories

My vision blurred completely, and I could hear my heart pounding against my chest. “Get the pack doctor over here!”. Someone screamed. The voice sounded so familiar, but with my mind fixed on so many things, I couldn't tell who the voice belonged to. My body shook slightly as I felt my spirit leave my body. A drop of tear escaped my eye. ‘De- dear moon goddess, if there is a next life, I wish never to be his mate’. Everything suddenly turned dark, as if I had been swallowed by a shadow.

My fingers fidget, betraying the storm inside. “I concur,” says the grand woman approaching. Her presence demands attention. Dark, loose tendrils frame her delicate face. Nordic blue eyes gleam with fierce pride. Purple silk drapes her tall, slender frame, heightening the apricot glow of her skin. Regal, imperial, intimidating. She is a queen carved from firelight and shadow. “Sorry, Mom,” Phantom mutters. “But in my defense, I thought she’d run if I tried to introduce her to another parent. It didn’t exactly work out too well the first time.” His words carry a rueful edge, a confession wrapped in humor.

"Appala has a really bad attitude, I thought it was just gossip." "It would have been nice, but you will have to accept the niceness if the behavior is bad." "Chiffon is also there, maybe she's fighting for Travis again!" "You have no shame!" Chiffon's friend shouted and then she stood up from where she was sitting at the chocolate fountain, both of her hands were full of chocolates, the entire lower part of her dress and she was about to punch me, I backed away one after another and I thought I was going to be beaten so I closed my eyes tightly and waited for the next thing to happen but it seems like two minutes have passed and I still don't feel any pain in my body.

Somehow, he started to slowly break his shell in front of the alpha. "En. Come inside; it's cold. I'll make you your milk." "Okay." *** Extra: Chibi Liam looking at Davi's photo: My wifey looks so hot! (๑♡ ⌓♡๑) Chibi Liam looking at Davi from the balcony: My wifey looks so cold! ∑(; °Д°) Gotta make milk for wifey!

"Ricky, come here." In front of me stood a very hot guy, he was tall, tan. Gorgeous hazel eyes. That body, his muscles were showing underneath that horrible jumpsuit. He had a beard; I love a handsome man with a beard. His lips were so plump. Is it bad that I want to feel those lips on mine? He is the definition of sex on legs. "Ricky, this is Chantelle Black. You will be in charge of her." "Papá, esta chica es una princesa, no va durar un dia aqui." -Dad, this girl is a princess, she won't last a day here-

"I can't help it" The crowd slowly reveal a tall figure. Perfect curvy shape, her hips sways at each steps she took. Her crop top reveal her tummy, a ring was one her belly button. Her long slender legs led to a pair of black heels matching with her black penciled trouser. A black sunglasses rested on her perfect sharp nose. "OMG! I think I just spot and angel is that really Chantel?" Maltida mouth dropped as she slowly drop her finger. "I almost didn't recognize her" Laila stuttered.

Quinn laughed. "You… Hmph!" Bianca got a little mad despite this being her best friend speaking. She left the room to Quinn. Bianca headed straight for Chase's room after walking out of her room. … "She has the Dragon Song Physique!" Lucas suddenly said in Chase's mind. "Who? What Dragon Song Physique?" Chase did not understand what he was saying.

She knew she would have the best chance with Gaimo Champions and she was right. Fiadh giggles quietly as we watch the Gaimo kiss Xiu's knuckles and my heart squeezes in my chest. We all got a champion... all but Jia.

In the center of the biggest wall, a giant full moon is painted in glowing whites and silvers. In the center of the room is an elaborate and intimidating electronic music set up, with two keyboards, a laptop, amps and microphones, and various machines that I don’t recognize. At another end of the room is a piano. In a corner, the Phantom sits on a stool and plays the electronic cello, a haunting melody. He's barefoot, in black lounge pants and a red silk jacket like an aristocrat. His black hair hangs down over his face. The beauty mark near his eye today is a heart.

"We're leaving. Now." "Do you know this jerk?" Chad asked, standing and meeting me chest to chest. If he only fucking knew how pissed I was, he'd be running with his tail between his legs. I stood taller, dwarfing him by at least six inches. When I turned toward Charli, I couldn't believe my eyes. She wasn't wearing anything that I'd bought. Under my grip was some cheap gold jewelry that looked like a snake twisted around her forearm. Her eyelids sparkled. She was made up like some kind of eighties' throwback punk-rocker.