Precious Characters Novels & Stories

I remark as I wipe down the bar top. “You know me too well. Okay, I want you to discreetly look over my shoulder. Do you see the expensive-looking gentleman in the purple valour suit?” I continue to wipe down the bar, looking over her shoulder and across the room until I spot the gentleman in question. He looks like a man with no fucks to give, has quite pale skin, natural, tight, dark brown pin-curls and a nose that shares a resemblance to the Wicked Witch of the West – in my opinion. He’s nothing to look at, definitely not Irina’s type at all, but he certainly seems to know how to command attention.

Still, an ache tightened in her chest as she realized she might never see this mesmerizing stranger again. But her heart leaped as she noticed the relaxed figure that had been sprawled across the cushions suddenly shift and stride toward her, his movements slow and deliberate. Her breath hitched as he stopped in front of her, close enough that she could feel warmth radiating from him. "This gem..." His low, velvety voice sent a thrill down her spine as his words reverberated between them. She barely had time to register his presence beside her ear, feeling his breath brush her skin, "...is the most precious in existence, a diamond, unparalleled." His voice, a mix of admiration and something

the elder spoke after thinking it through. They have survived for this long because they were ruthless to their enemies and merciful to their friends and those that repented. What the little girl did was just to survive and live a life without being enslaved. Who didn’t have some blood on their hands? “There is an issue again and this time it is even serious.” “What is it?” “Enchantia is a very powerful witch,” Darcie dropped the bomb and everyone became quiet. There was not even a single sound as the elders looked at each other.

If we really want to start over again, we should be honest with each other. “Yes,” I answered, leaning on the closed door. “What’s in her, Blake? She’s nothing but ordinary,” She wiped her tears. I pressed my lips, wanting to correct her. Tara is far from ordinary. She may not have all the riches in the world, but her heart is full. The love and sacrifices she had for her family, the pride of working hard for every cent she would spend, the contagious smile and laughter she shared with everyone... I could list down more just to prove to Sadie she was wrong about Tara.

Gold cuffs with scarabs carved into them were adorned on her wrists and upper arms. She was still beautifully bald and her eyes were outlined in the dark black eyeliner and cobalt blue eyeshadow. Her sun kissed caramel skin seemed to be glowing in the gloomy castle. Flossina hadn't seen any sign of Khepri since she had had her assistance leaving Marlon's home, which succinctly got her captured and rescued. Khepri walked over to her, kneeled down in front of her and held her face in her hands. She wore a sympathetic look on her face. “My child, do not cry.”

It was a beautiful red dress that was my size as well. Underneath there was a letter; Happy birthday. Wear these tomorrow to your birthday party with no signature or anything on it. I placed it back in the box and opened the jewellery box to see a beautiful diamond bracelet. "what the fuck," I mumbled to myself inside the box was a diamond tester, I laughed to myself What crazy person is sending me real diamonds? I tested the diamonds and they were in fact real. what the fuck?

it made a little squeaky sound and Ami cringed. Fearing the door might open any minute now, she hurriedly got hold of a chair and stuck it under the door latch. She knew there must be a fire exit outside as well as inside hotels, she prayed she would find one by the tiny terrace. This feels like an action movie, she thought, except that she must play the heroine and it isn't an easy task. Outside the hotel, the streets are flooded with light from extablishments and from street lights that she has no difficulty finding what she was hoping is a fire exit. She checked her watch, 12:55 am. Why is it that in movies, villains are either partying or getting drunk at this time, she mused. Oh well,

Matan countered omitting the last part, hungry for you. “Now who is showing their true colors, you finally let out that you are miserly after all. Oh well, perhaps I should just resell these gifts you gave me so I can have some money for my own food. How much can I get for these flowers and chocolates?” After pretending to examine the flowers and the box of chocolate, Eliza grinned. “Aha, maybe 20 for these flowers as they are already tainted with your miserly fingers, but the chocolate could fetch me a higher price I think.” When she pretended to stand on a corner to peddle his gifts, Matan turned serious.

Precious ran out out of the dorm, she continued running till she got to the main school where she met with other girls and boys walking around filled all over the school. She turned a girl around and gaze at her, after getting her attention she asked, " Please excuse me where is the English class?", Precious asked panting heavily. The girl pointed at the class and Precious quickly rushed in. "Sorry for coming late", Precious said to the lecturer before she entered into the huge hall to find a chair. Luckily a girl freely gave her a chair to seat. " Thanks",Precious said as she took her seat already sweating. The girl she sat with is Emily, she's rich and also a huge fan of the bad boys.

New characters emerged, each with their own unique insights and abilities. One such character was Sirus, a reclusive scholar rumored to have deciphered ancient texts that held the key to the impending catastrophe. His abode was a remote tower nestled in the heart of an enchanted forest. The heroes ventured into this mystical woodland, guided by the faint glimmers of arcane symbols that marked the path.