Pria Berkacamata Hitam Novelas e Histórias

Alyssa said to herself cleaning up after their breakfast. “ Finally, I was scared you were ghosting us,” Padma heaved as Brie walked in. “ I’m sorry, so sorry. I had to do some last minute touch ups,” Brie apologized. Padma hadn’t noticed her hair first when she walked in. But as soon as she did she loved it. The 5’8ft fair skinned, green-eyed beautiful woman had dyed hair dirty blonde hair into silver and lavender. It wasn’t that some part of her hair was silver and the other lavender, No.

I took the file, opened it, and saw the name of this maid: Pyra Ruby Blackwood. It read. Picking up the photograph of Pyra Blackwood, I watched her portrait clearly. She was beautiful. With her mop of red hair cascading down her back, perfectly accentuating her delicate and soft face, framed by a high cheekbone. A smile was plastered on her lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes; her dull crimson eyes lacked it, seemingly to hold a story of their own. Her skin was as pale, shimmering like fallen snow in the winter.

NARRATIVE It took some seconds for the woman to register what she was seeing. Standing few meters away staring at the crowd of people in confusion, was the replica of the late Paige Grey. Her long black hair flying in the wind, her silver grey eyes were squinted and her thin naturally elevated brows were raised in surprise. Not forgetting her almond shaped eyes or her red plump lips or her prominent chin and well defined jawline. Everything about her, screamed Paige Grey! Even her Dolce & Gabbana flora print summer dress was similar to one of Paige's summer dress.

Because of how much smaller she was in comparison to her sisters, Aidan and Gina almost thought Elora gave birth again. " Pandora. You're ready for school?" Elora asked as she looked at Pandora from head to toe. The girl was dressed in all black from head to toe. Her blue eyes like her father's and her hair had traces of silver was the only thing that wasn't black about her. Though she had silver traces in her hair than her sisters. Elena and Arina had taken to dying their hair completely black. " Yes," Pandora answered flatly as she adjusted her backpack over her shoulders.

Outside, the music started. Kael was waiting at the end of a dirt aisle. No tux. Dark jeans. White button-down. Sleeves rolled. He looked like he might pass out. Priya stood next to him, holding Lila. Lila was in a white romper with ducks. A flower crown too big for her head. She had a basket of petals and the attention span of 4 seconds. “Stop bouncing,” Priya whispered to Kael. “You’re making the baby nervous.”

Lots of love Priya.

Her hands were on the table, fingers laced together, and they were not entirely still. A waitress came. Priya ordered tea without looking at the menu, the order of someone who needed something in front of her rather than something to drink. When the waitress left Priya looked at me properly for the first time. "You look like the photos," she said. "From the news. They weren't kind to you. The photos." "No," I said. "They weren't."

He was only 25! Sabastian Green came in front of the camera and took off his black shades. As he removed, everybody could see his big dark circles in his eyes. Sabastian Green spoke, "Thank you everyone for coming. I have only done this for my late wife Adriana Black. She was really a very beautiful woman."

Could you get lower than that? "Katie might claw my eyes out. Have you seen her manicures. Cardi B has nothing on that girl," I scoffed, tucking my phone away. Priyanka snickered, tossing her wavy black hair to one side before tossing it back — she could never figure out which side she preferred and almost always ended up parting her long locks straight down the middle, "I guess boss man knows what to get his girl for her birthday this year," amusement shone in her hazel orbs, "a diamond-encrusted nail clipper."

It has been a long time, 8years is not 8days. She was wearing a thick designer shirt and black tight skirt that was just above her kneel, which contribute in exposing all hiding shapes. She has sexy legs, wearing a black shiny shoe that matched up sigh her dress. She was wearing her medicated eyes glass. She glaucoma, so she can't live without it. Everything on her body cost millions, from her wrist watch to the diamond neckless, not forgetting the phone she was holding I shouted immediately I saw her. She rushed to me and we hugged. She smelled so nice as I hugged her.