Scoups #seventeen Novels & Stories

He had dusty silver hair, a bit darker shade than Eve and her parents but his eyes were blue, just like theirs. “What the… is that Khalid?” Ambrose gasped. Khalid that they knew now with one third of his head shaved off and others dyed black with long scars covers his face was no way near to the boy in front of him right now. His young self bears a serious look and a small covered dagger was strapped across his body from his left shoulder and tied to his other waist. “Khalid! I thought you will have my side!” Eve struggled to stand on her own two feet. Her father gently placed her down and both of her parents smiled seeing her looking agitated.

The air smelled of woodsmoke and fresh bread. Not a reflection. Real. “I don’t think we are observing anymore,” I whispered. Scott pushed himself to his knees, staring at the horizon. “Where are we.” Scott said. Standing in the center of the dirt road— A girl. Seventeen. Maybe eighteen. Black hair in a loose braid. Green eyes sharp and bright. Wearing a simple tunic and leather boots. Hands on her hips. Scott made a small, broken sound beside me. I squeezed his hand.

he said to Harper and pulled her towards the table Scar and Skye sat. On getting there, Seb cleared his throat, “This is Scarlett, my P.A and Skye, a picky friend” was all he said. Hell was he saying those two were friends. Skye glared at him, but turned to Harper with a smile. What a charmer. Harper flashed them a smile and extended her hand to Scar and Skye for a handshake. “Hi Scarlett, Hi Skye. It’s nice to meet you two. I’m Harper, Seb’s fiancé”

He finally had her. THE END

I said She looked shaken at my sudden request. She went blank for a while. "Ivy," I said "....." "Earth to Ivy," I said clicking my fingers She blinked her eye and came back to reality by screaming. "YOU WANT ME TO MEET THE POPULAR GUYS?!?!?!" She said extremely excited. I covered my ears and gave her a confused look. "Oh sorry...they are very popular and I have never spoken to them so they might think I am weird." She said awkwardly making me laugh

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 17✨ . . 💋Harley💋 "Harley, you sure you fine going in there alone?". "Lionel. I'm fine". I reassured him. "I just don't trust that Gael guy".

I'm hungry and thirsty, Silas is kinda a lifesaver. I was in the last drop of my drink when I sense someone standing beside me. Shock and fear envelop my chest when someone reaches his hand to me-- asking for a dance. My fist tightened around the bouquet of red roses I'm holding and the empty wine glass that almost shattered. I'm not shocked because of the way he just popped beside me, but because of the uneasiness I felt and the fear that aroused inside of me. It's instinct. I look at his hand before paying him my attention, my forehead knotted when I notice the peek of a familiar tattoo-- and that's hit me. I remembered the image I once saw when I was sixteen for my mission but ended up fa

"Sorry for the wait, then." Hectrias was inside, playing a menacing melody with her violin Scion Weapon. Her silverstream brooch glinted, and Vayu just couldn't wait to snatch it off along with Hectrias' beating heart. Unfortunately, the aircraft made a sudden spin and Vayu was shaken off it.

"Melanie, I heard your dad owns a big factory. You should get us summer jobs there." I trembled as I stared at the group of young women who had cornered me in the restroom. I kept my head down, too scared to respond. "Hey, I'm talking to you! What, are you deaf?" One of them, undeniably beautiful, grew impatient with my silence and shoved me hard. The force knocked me off balance, and I fell backward into the filthy toilet bowl. In an instant, I was covered in filth.

As the applause died down, I took a deep breath and leaned over to him. “Let’s go mingle. It’s part of the job, right?” Favian raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Very well.” We descended from the stage, arm in arm again, and began moving through the crowd. Alphas and Lunas from various packs approached us, offering congratulations. Some looked genuinely pleased, while others seemed curious or even wary. It was all part of the game. I smiled, exchanged pleasantries, and shook hands, trying to keep my nerves in check.