Poppixie Amore Novels & Stories

I found myself asking , a derisive laugh bubbling under my chest , begging to be released. "I don't know, you tell me,"Challenged Roxie, still smirking knowingly at me. I scoffed before turning my eye on the eyepiece to confirm her accusation. Indeed, just beside Amanda's bedroom window was Charli's bedroom window and true to the letter , she too was prepping for bed. In just a sports bra and some shorts, the goth girl toured every corner of her room , be it to grab some clothes or arrange some strewn up books seeing as she was an avid reader. Her hair, darkened like the midnight skies, bouncing atop of her hair as she bobbed her head to some hard punk rock music. Pretty soon she's done tidy

She winked at Dominic but it just seemed playful instead of sexy. “Imogen,” Maeve deadpanned. Imogen pouted. “Fine. I won’t have sex tonight. It’s your call,” She said, leaning down to kiss Maeve’s cheek. “You did good by the way. Your speech was nice.” Dominic frowned when an hopeful look appeared on Maeve’s face and she looked up at her friend. “Really?” She asked.

"Safe down, why don't you understand?" He said angrily at the sound of her terrified voice. And came to him in a confused manner "Climb over my shoulder and then grab this tree trunk. I'll tell you how to climb above it." Xavier said in a depressing manner and placed the fingers of both his hands intertwined on his knee so that he could bear the weight of it. She put her hand on the trunk and as soon as she put her hand on it, she hung up. He got up quickly and grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up.

Amor’s voice was more like a command than giving away any information of his insight. “The photographer, he took everyone’s.” Shabi crossed her hands over her shoulder. “Now, can someone tell me who she is?” Jasper, still smirking, holding the teasing card along with Shabi. “She is Savannah Lopez,” Amor muttered, sifting through all the information he gathered. “She is the one. Damn, now I understand... Why would anyone want her?” Jasper muttered and immediately raised his hands in defense before Amor beat the shit out of him. “Control your horses, Jasper. This girl might become our luna.” Shabi winked, making Amor bite his tongue. How hard it was for him to control his anger over his little

she said and they sat right up. "Since you guys are single and ready to mingle " she continued. "I want you to bring out your phones create a profile on Love walks and find your soul mates" she said. "Really?!" Xavier whispered. "Yes yes , do it " Amie replied. "That you made the app doesn't mean you guys don't deserve a shot at true love " she said and they brought out their phones immediately . "Singles in the house " she said turning to face the camera . "You can as well bring out your phones log on to your play store or apple store d******d the love walks app , who knows Xavier or Ariel might be your soulmate " she said with a small smile.

Devon murmured, freshly awake. “Not now, I’m sleepy. Go back to bed with Pappy,” she groaned. “But Amor, how do you put a picture in it?” he persisted. Grrr. Was he really not going to let her sleep? “Just insert your picture,” she muttered, giving in. Only then did he release her pajama, grinning as he returned to tinker with her laptop.

His entire body went completely rigid. The photograph on the screen was crystal clear. It showed the interior of The Crescent Hearth kitchen from the previous evening. Xavier’s large, powerful arms were wrapped tightly around Amora, pulling her body flush against his broad chest. Amora’s hands were pressed flat against Xavier’s leather jacket, and her face was buried near his neck. To anyone looking at the image, it looked like a passionate, stolen moment of deep intimacy between two secret lovers.

“Yes, Mom!′ Roxie answered, leaning against the shower wall, “I’ll be out shortly.” “OK!” Suri echoed, “I have some pizza for dinner. It’s frozen and I got a supreme because I know you love peppers!” “More sauce,” Roxie giggled, holding her belly as if she was shielding it from something that could harm her or her womb. “You won’t live to see tomorrow, bitch! He was mine before you showed up! “Wh-what did I do? I don’t love him..you can have him!” “That’s right! He’s mine, trash rat!”

~Tamia~ (Liam's Mother and The Queen) The news of the incident in Grizlo had profoundly unsettled us. My anxiety grew when Stephanie called, informing me that Liam hadn't returned home. I repeatedly dialled Harper's number, each time hearing that they were still searching for him, which only heightened my fear.

I agreed. “My kinda girl,” I said. She looked at me, surprised that I agreed. “I knew I liked you,” she smiled and I wrapped my arms around her as she leaned in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around me and I held her for a moment just taking in the moment. “How can we do that?” Poppie said sitting up and wiping away tears that had fallen down her cheeks. “Well, I found out that in order to hurt sadistic rich people, you have to know how to hurt them,”