Rnd X Scraps Novels & Stories

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IRIS “Meet your new brother.” “What?” No, no, no, I might be dreaming. This is not true. “Jade, you’re here!” Mr.Daves suddenly showed himself and greeted us with the biggest smile I have ever seen from him. He was, like Sage, wearing a white shirt filled with blue and purple paint. “I’m so sorry, had you been waiting long? We were doing last minute customization of your rooms. We have specially colored them according to your names, I hope you’ll like—Oh!” Mr.Daves couldn’t continue his words when Skye suddenly ran up to him and embraced him.

Scar walked over to Cindy's bed,her eyes warm,you would swear she's different from the person who pushed her down,two storey building. “Cindy my friend,how are you feeling” She asked warmly, sitting beside her. Scar was pleased by the sight before her,from the cast on her neck,her left leg hung on a sling,and right hand hung on her neck. Cindy scoffed at the pretense. “I'm good ,I'm still alive,when there's life, there's hope” Cindy answered with a smile on her face. “I brought fruits for you,heard it helps the body heal fast”

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Leon was standing still but his eyes are sharp and active, ready to shoot anything that moves. Agnes didn't dare. She didn't move and stood still while her pale face was illuminated by the moon's mocking light. She was disheveled, far from the gracious and precious image that she carried for almost 19 years. Her red hair was like a bird's nest with blades of green grasses and dirt on top of it. She has a small wound on her pale cheeks, corner of her right eye, and lips and they were bleeding. The red blood slid down slowly on her face, painting it red.

”I look like a zombie “She laughed twisting her waist . She check her phone but was disappointed seeing no message from Dylan .She walked to the bathroom dragging herself . “Hey you busy ?”Her manager ,Susan asked peeping in . “Not really .Just scrolling through social media .Dylan have been ignoring me “Rissa replied. Susan signed and sat on the bed beside hers .Yeah ,Susan also understands sign language . One of the reason why they got along pretty quick.She and Rissa are really close and Riss takes her as a best friend telling her about a lot of things .

After receiving approval from the school, the official Research Club was formed thanks to Alan's help rearranging their proposal. Anthony and old kids are busy managing their new club. Starting from cleaning the empty room that they will occupy as a club room. The room, which was not occupied for a long time, was filled with dust, old cobwebs, mice and cockroaches. It also cleans up the stuff that is piled up there. They have to work extra hard to get it done. “Anth, where is James? He's a member of the club too, why not come?" Carol said annoyed to have to work hard, feeling a lack of people who should be able to share and lighten the task.

Randy replied while taking off his shirt. My eyes dropped straight to his bare chest. There was a faded mark where the claw marks were earlier today. His chest and abs were defined, almost as if they were airbrushed on. He had a few scars on his shoulders that looked to be a few years old. There was a scar from a knife wound by his appendix. Following the movement of his hands unbuttoning his pants, my eyes landed on his defined V muscles.

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 7✨ . 😎Reece😎 I groaned as I roll on my bed trying to get some sleep but I couldn't. Not after seeing Nat in that state. She seemed so fragile in my hands as she cried, i'm guessing that maybe either she must have remembered something bad or she had a nightmare.

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.