Poppy X Scraps Novels & Stories

Michele's voice pulled me back to reality. "If she hadn't left all those years ago, the woman at my side would be a gambler. How could it be an angel like you? Tomorrow is our 99th day together, and I'm putting the most profitable strip club in Vallasia under your name." Michele looked at Barbara with complete indulgence and pinched her cheek playfully. Barbara laughed softly and leaned in to kiss him. A sudden, stabbing pain tore through my side, forcing a sharp gasp from me. It was the scar I had carried for five years, left behind when I sold a kidney just to stay alive after I failed to repay my loan.

She moaned. "I can't really help that Sasha what did you think being in the Royal Pack would be?" I asked her as I tossed a handful of popcorn in my mouth. We paused as Edward from the Twilight showed Bella his skin glittering under the sun. "Ohhh do you really glitter like that?" Sasha suddenly asked Poppy I sighed Sasha was easily distracted especially by sparkly things. "Only on sex night when I wear the glittery body paint." Poppy responded not missing a beat. Sasha temporarily was lost for words, this was why I loved Poppy.

Not now. I didn’t even wanna look at her. But from the corner of my eye, I saw it—her hands covering her mouth, her shoulders trembling. She was crying too. “I tried telling you, Ari. I tried. But you wouldn’t listen…” I whispered, the pain slicing through my throat. My knees hit the ground. “You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.”

I stared at her for a few seconds. She immediately held up one small finger. “But one was little.” “How little?” She opened her palm to show me a size that was very clearly not little. I inhaled through my nose. “And the other one?” I asked. Poppy thought hard, then pressed both hands together in a wider circle. “...had more ambition.” “Three?” I asked. “Two and a half,” Poppy said quickly. “But half of it melted. So technically that was drinking.”

“Abracadabra, abracadabra! The three eggs will become two again. One, two, three, voila!” As Poppy slowly opens her eyes, she’s stunned to see only Love and me in front of her. She quickly looks around, as if searching for something. Finding nothing, she turns back to us. “W-Where’s the other one?” “It’s gone. I made it disappear,” Summer replies with a grin, thoroughly enjoying the success of her prank on innocent Poppy.

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels

Poppy had to find a building that wasn't covered in snow so she could enter the ruins to see what she could salvage from the place. “What I really need right now is clothes. I can't wear this outfit forever,” said Poppy when she managed to find a building that wasn't covered in snow. When Poppy stepped into the building, it was obviously messy and disorganized. From what Poppy could see, it looked like the building she had entered used to be a tavern. Poppy's eyes lit up when she realized she had struck gold. Without wasting any time, Poppy searched the place for any items that had been left behind that she could salvage.

Wade caught on, a glint of respect in his eyes. "You got it." With a snap of my fingers, I laid out my plan. "Two things need checking out. First, I need the untouched records from the night Gabriella went into labor, the real deal. "Second, I want a deep dive into Dante's finances, especially any sketchy money sent overseas. "And one more thing," I paused, slipping off the jade pendant I had always kept close. The memory of Dante's greedy eyes when he handed it to me was etched in my mind.

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!”

"We've been together for seven years. I remember coming home late one night and finding her asleep on the couch. When she woke up, her hair was a mess. She yawned as she rubbed her eyes and told me she made me soup to sober up. "That look really killed the mood, and I lost my appetite for the hangover soup she made. I suddenly realized that I don't love her anymore. She used to be my goddess, the girl I pursued for two whole years. "But now, that goddess had turned into an ordinary woman who didn't bother to care about herself anymore. But we've been together for seven years. We were classmates. Our lives are too tangled up. Breaking up isn't easy. God, what a nightmare."