Poppy Scrapbook Trolls Novels & Stories

The woman giggled and picked up a tart. "Thank you for the information." Hua poured tea for both of them. "This is my treat." "Thank you, A-Hua." Jay bites into her tart, and they eat in silence for a bit before she starts talking again. "I'm not sure how telling you that he's a creep will help with the case, though." "Well..." Hua took a sip from her tea cup. "Would you be surprised if he's killed by a student who thinks he's a creep?"

club. “I’m not a fucking doll!” Poppy snatched up the bag of her clothes, seething at the disregard for her things, “I may not be a rich, spoiled heiress who gets the best of the best. I worked hard for what I had and I doubt very much that if you were on your own at 17 you could have done better while paying for college and working for a thieving bitch. So fuck off. No one asked me what I liked, what colors or styles I preferred. No one bothered to see if I liked frilly dresses or pants. No. You all just decided that I was some mindless, brainless toy to play dress up with. I’m a fucking human being. With fucking opinions. And I absolutely hate the color pink. Seriously, I’m a red head. Do

I open it on my secondary monitor. This is deep. This is personal. My stomach drops. Chats. Dozens of them. Fake emails. Altered documents. Screenshots. Voice notes. Half-nude photos. Medical scans—Dorothy’s scans. Dates, symptoms, even prescriptions. Paulina sent them all to the greasy little troll named Victor Drew. Of course. Rico’s so-called best friend. The one with the loud mouth and obsession with clicks. Paulina’s been feeding him digital poison for weeks. And I know Rico’s taste. He always attracts the most unstable people like moths to a damn spotlight.

Instead of answering, Mac Daddy picks up sheet music and, like he did to me, throws it into the air, shoving anything and everything off the desk so that it goes flying onto the floor. “Who wants to continue arguing with me, hm? None of you know the opportunity we have been GIVEN! Asher Slater’s girlfriend is releasing an album! It’ll be bigger than anything we’ve ever seen! Young girls will be breaking down doors to get their hands on the records we sell in stores! Ticket websites will be selling out in mere minutes! Scalpers will resell for hundreds of thousands of dollars! Streams will be at record highs! Everything we do in this album will make us RICH!”