Poppy Books Novels & Stories

They seemed to allow all sorts of nonsense. Knowing how women find their way into working in a brothel, the King banned it and made it an illegal business a long time ago. It reduced kidnap and human trafficking, and it worked. The fact that Hayland openly allowed its operation is what implicated the Alpha, and the rate of underage girls forced to work there did not help matters either. There was no celebration of our mission because of what happened to Harper. I was grateful that Uncle Leo gave Adrian the tracking application. It was to give Adrian peace of mind and help him focus on his mission, but it had saved Harper's life.

April halted, startled at the voice. Poppy. She stood outside the copy room holding a takeaway salad, brow furrowing immediately as she took in April’s appearance. April opened her mouth to offer a deflection, but Poppy didn’t wait for one. She set the salad down and stepped forward. “You look like you’ve been hit by a train.” Her voice wasn’t judgmental. It was concerned. Soft. The kind of voice April hadn’t known she needed until it broke her open all over again. “I’m fine,” April said, too fast. Too flat.

My back slammed into the bookcase, breaking it and bringing down all of Kalama’s books on me, while Musi ended up flying into the corridor outside of Kalama’s apartment. * Author's note*: This chapter was a special request from a good friend and fellow author, Charlotte Townsend. I hope you all like this chapter. You can follow me on my Facebook page and Instagram account. FB link: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKindraWhite and Instagram link: https://www.instagram.com/kindrawhiteauthor/

Poppy, who heard the word office and immediately assumed she had a meeting, wore a light blue dress, white cardigan, sneakers, and carried Bunny in one hand and a tiny strawberry handbag in the other. “What’s in your bag?” I asked. “Business.” “What kind of business?” She opened the little purse with the seriousness of someone about to present company assets, then showed me the contents one by one: two crayons, a piece of cookie wrapped in tissue, a silver tiara, and a tiny toy car, all of which were apparently essential for one morning at the Romano Empire. I nodded. “Very diversified portfolio.” Sebastian picked up her little coat from the chair. Poppy looked up. “Daddy, does your office h

A half-smoked cigarette dangled between my fingers, the glow between my curled, stiff fingers the only warmth in the dimly lit sala. I took another long drag, letting the smoke sear into my lungs before slowly blowing it out. My head was a battle zone, images of deception flashing like gunfire: Victor and his sneer, poisoned wine, and the audacity of men who believed they were more clever than me—better or more worthy of what I’d earned in blood and steel. The business world was a more deadly version of an unloaded pistol with the safety off. Deals sealed with a handshake could explode like grenades. Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim

CHRISTY: I felt Everette’s gaze on me, but I tried to pretend that it did not bother me at all. Little by little, his tears were making me unconscious, and it was too damn hard to pretend that I was not affected at all. “Remember when I said back then that I want to open a coffee shop where customers are also allowed to read whatever books they want while they are waiting for their orders?” Poppy’s eyes brightened as she played with Sebastian’s hands.

I didn't want them to do something that would upset them. "Wait, Poppy," Lestat said. I could tell she was scared by her facial expression. Lestat walked, picked up a book from the nightstand, and held it out for her. "I believe this is yours," Lestat said as he held her journal out for her to take. "You don't have to worry. I didn't read it," Lestat said "Thank you," Poppy said with a smile, but Lestat didn't respond, and Lilly and Poppy went to find their rooms.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

"I can think of a few Elixirs to make with them." "No way!" Four put the seeds away quickly. "They are mine you greedy girl. In fact, I am going to plant them now." Four excused himself and scampered away quickly. "Hehe, that was interesting." Ren chuckled and looked at Two. "Alright show me your work." "Right." Two pulled out some things from a regular storage pouch, two rolled-up pieces of paper, and a handwritten book. "This is all I was able to learn." Regular Storage Pouch was able to store everything. But due to it not specially designed for certain things, deterioration happens faster to most items.