Pretty Savage Blackpink Novels & Stories

Lookin' like an angel But your savage love When you kiss me I know you don't give two fucks But I still want that Your savage love Your savage lo-lo-love Your savage lo-lo-love You could use me 'Cause I still want that, your savage love Ooh-la-la-la Ooh-la-la-la Your savage lo-lo-love Ooh-la-la-la Your savage lo-lo-love Ooh-la-la-la You could use me Baby Savage love Did somebody, did somebody Break your heart? Lookin' like an angel But your savage love But when you kiss me I know you don't give two fucks But I still want that Your savage love (savage love) Your savage lo-lo-love Your savage lo-lo-love Girl, you could use me 'Cause I still want that, your savage love)

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ "Hey, sexy..." A high pitched female voice suddenly grates on my ears. I uncover my face and see a pair of pink and gray sneakers and bare legs. Sexy bare legs at that. My eyes trail up her body. Perfectly toned legs that lead up to a set of hot pink lycra shorts that are skin tight. Then a set of tight abs and a sports bra that matches the shorts, racy and something worn only to film for social media.

"Listen up ,you Miss Nobody , i don't care where you should go to sleep ; even if you have to go in a pigsty to do so, i would never give a fuck. So from now on, you do your things , and i do mine! Got it? " " Can you tell me why you're so harsh with me ? " "YOU EXIST. " "I know that we don't know each other and..." "And i'm not interested in knowing you, so go now! " "I think that, it's useless...trying to talk to you...you'll always find a way to humiliate me as if i was a rag... I don't deserve this ... and i'm a victim, just like you! " "Should i pity you? No! I don't and i won't ! "

Blackness swallowed everything. Not the soft kind — not darkness you blink into. This was violent. Sudden. Absolute. For a strangled heartbeat, there was no sound. No light. No Zane. Just the roaring pulse in my ears and the metallic taste of panic on my tongue. Then — a hand found mine. Large. Unmistakably his. “Vivian.” His voice cut through the dark like a blade — low, steady, furious in a way that made my knees weak. “It’s just the cabin power. Stay down.”

Rosemary sounded like a child whining to her parents. "What is Blackpink?" Sandro muttered, Rene brought her face to Sandro's ear. "That's a group from South Korea. Girl group I mean." Said Rene who was answered with an "ooh" by Sandro. For a second Sandro was surprised, for people who only live in a pack, Rene knows a lot about the latest trends. "Yes... Yes... All right. Let's do your job!" Sandro's orders. Rosemary took a piece of paper that contained a list of the names of the people who wanted to create a new identity. The woman sauntered over to a desk containing a computer with three screens lined up. He does his job in silence.

Their light skin contrasts with their black hair and at the same time makes them look like fucking Snow White. "I'll buy the round!" Tip yelled after me, I looked over my shoulder at him. "You're going to like the show." The girl with pink locks opened a wide smile that seems to convince the other, and jumped up, arriving at the tip held out two microphones. I rolled my eyes at the brother and watched the girl who went up on stage watching the work in full, her short black hair with blue streaks highlighted against a long-sleeved black sweater, the collar covering her thin neck while exalting her breasts big and defined waist.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

" Jae Hwa sent Had Jin the most adorable face you could make within five seconds. Hae Jin had acknowledged this, but his mind was far too invested in his choice now to change anything. "She is all yours. I wasn't planning on having her do me a favor. I might be biased and waste this opportunity." He replied, mouthing a sorry back to Jae Hwa. Ouch. How could he let Nari have her so easily? What's more, what did Nari want from her that she is being specifically targeted. Guess she would have to wait to find out. "Play us 'How you like that'' by Black Pink." "OMG, That's like my favorite music ever!"

They rushed towards the woman. “I’m so sorry, Miss Seraphine,” one of them said quickly, her voice trembling. “Please forgive her. She didn’t mean any disrespect.” Another maid chimed in, “Please forgive her, It won’t happen again.” Seraphine waved a hand dismissively, not taking her eyes off me. “You have to apologize properly, or you’ll regret it.” I looked at the maids and then back at Vanessa. It was clear she was a regular here. I scoffed, crossing my arms. “Why should I apologize? I didn’t do anything wrong. Besides—”

I turned my gaze back to the sports car. Suddenly, the door opened. Mustapha stepped out, looking ghastly. His all-black outfit made him appear as if he had just come from a funeral. His black obsidian hair was slicked back, save for a few bangs that hung over his forehead. His face was exceptionally pale, and heavy bags under his eyes made him look like a walking ghost. He was smoking a regular cigar while holding a gun and a knife. Truth be told, Mustapha was the most dangerously handsome among Martello's men, despite his bored demeanor. Although his average height made me look like a fragile man, he was a total freak. A fucking maniac that they called him.