Powder Days Novels & Stories

Her best friend's behavior was magical. "Gradually your face turned black, the thickness of the powder." Cheryl turned to Rose, who got distracted. "Habit, can't see people happy." Cheryl grumbled. Rose's words were correct, Cheryl's face looked black, mostly powder, so the powder was caulked. Baby powder, which has a distinctive aroma. Cheryl, whose courage had risen to the surface, suddenly shrank when she saw the multitude of rows of young men gathered together. With a melting face, Cheryl looked at Rose, who was just silent and played with her cellphone.

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But this could not last for long, as no matter how much they all wanted to be respectful, no one was wanting to miss the view in front of them. This reason made all the bows deep yet quick. And soon all the eyes stopped moving after coming in contact with that figure. An attractively tall enough figure of a lady, reflecting a cool tone of rose beige milky skin, covered in the exclusive and well-fitted piece of hickory colour office suit dipped in the pattern of warm tan coloured lines making it look finer. A body having perfect highs and lows at the perfect places. An aura itself screaming QUEEN, that can make any staring pair of eyes at once bow in respect.

It could temporarily cut off our link with our wolves and block our memories. "You want to wipe out all traces of me from your mind," I said flatly. I stared at him in a daze. I could feel my wolf trembling like I was. My mate was going to devote himself to keeping another she-wolf company. "No, Melody! It's only for 21 days." Dylan tried to explain himself softly, as if he were trying to coax a pup. "When she's gone, I'll come back. We'll have the bonding ceremony, just like we planned. We're true mates. Our wolves get on so well. They're inseparable."

Five years ago, I saved Gina Fields through a bone marrow transplant. After the successful procedure, Levi Robbins asked me to stay, promising to repay my kindness. After five years by his side, we were finally getting married. Yet, on what was supposed to be our wedding day, Gina dramatically passed out right in the middle of the ceremony. When I begged Levi not to leave, he pried my fingers away and snapped, "Caitlyn, this is a matter of life and death. How can you be so heartless?"

POV Millie It’s now Friday morning and I dread having to go into work today to see Nick. I curl my hair, brushing it out after it’s set. I do my makeup in neutral tones so it doesn’t look like I’m trying to dress up for him today. I walk out of the bedroom ready to go but still have a little time before I have to leave. I make myself a hot coffee. I don’t add anything in, I take a sip of the black coffee.

Then he looked at Little Apple. Facing Jason's gaze, Little Apple nodded gently. "Next, I'll let you experience the loneliness of endless years." Jason Looking at Ava, Jason said coldly. The next moment, in front of everyone's incredulous eyes, an indescribably horrible Qi activity suddenly burst out, and the sky darkened. In the Innumerable Huge Mountains, the wild wind swept, and the clouds were all over the sky. Jason stood in the void, and his Qi Power slowly disappeared at an visible speed. It seemed that 20 years had passed in an instant, and wrinkles appeared on his face, and even a few white hairs appeared in the sideburns.

If there was one thing Jason hated in his life, it was suffering and poverty. Most of the time he was tempted to go to his parents’ grave to dig them out; he had only one question in his mind for them: why give birth to children you knew fully well you could not take of? It burned in his mind, ate him up in his dreams, this question. His waking moments were filled with worry. Living in Daltom, a town that seemed to be in a perpetual cycle of poverty and the dreams of breaking out of it was hell. It was like there was a blanket pulled over his head, a blanket that kept him static in life, and for good reason: he had three brothers he had to take care of and they all looked up to him as if he

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she said childishly. “So how can you say no to me without any bit of remorse. Is it bad to ask you to come watch a movie. Have you forgotten you wanted to read my books as well. I write music too and you love singing. There are a lot of things we could do together.. okay. But if you wanna refuse me at least give me a reason. Because that is what friends do.” “Gracie it isn’t like that okay. I just got an off today and I really need to rest.” His reply.