Scoups #seventeen Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Don't worry about me,," "It's not about you,,,I don't want any attention on me. It's scary" Rose said "What?" Rose nodded "I mean,,what if your crazy fans attack me,,you know what I mean." Rose said "Then I will tell them you're my girlfriend,not like we are planning to keep it a secret" Seven said "I know,,but not now okay? I'm not ready to be tagged as,,,Seven's girlfriend" Rose mumbled Seven sighed and went back to the car,,he took a facemask

before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her. *weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"

I hope you can come and join us. - Caleb Nicolo Silva, CEO of Silva Modeling Company … Holy mother f*cking cow! He's the one who sent me this. A minute later, I received a text from an anonymous person. … +639********* to Tatiana: Hey, I know you have received it. So, now, I'm asking you. Can you be my date? – NCS …

The other stripper before her grimaced. “Yeah, like she’d be proud you’re using her name for this job.” “Oh come on! Sex work is work!” Rose defended loudly. “How about you? What’s with Euphoria, pale girl?” She then turned to me when the latter ignored her. “She’s Cath. Am I right?” Another girl, whom I heard is Giana aka Victoria batted her eyes at me. Shyly, I nodded. “She’s young and she goes to school so she’s smart. Give it to her if she wants the name Euphoria.”

she said leaving with her friends swaying her ass as she walked I rolled my before opening my locker dumping my books in before joining my siblings at the cafeteria 🍔🍟Cafeteria: 🍔🍟 I ordered my food from the counter taking my tray, I eye searched for my siblings I soon spotted them at the far end of the cafeteria, I began walking to them "Hey guys"I said taking a seat "Hey,what took you so long"Stacey asked munching on her food "Sorry,I got delayed my Tara, she wanted me to back out of the contest" I said slapping off Jace hands from my chicken nuggets

~RAINBOW I was startled by the scream as I staggered back two steps. "It's a ghost! Jean! A ghost!" She screamed. This shattered my heart into two and what was left of it sank into the pit of my stomach. My soul burned at her reaction and it hurt that this was only happening because of my scars. The girl looked younger than Jean. We could have been around the same age bracket. She had blond curls that showed off her piercing blue eyes while clad in a pale blue dress.

"Simon! You—you said before—" Before she could finish, Simon kicked her. Hard. "Shut up! Don't say another word in front of Heidi!" Nancy stumbled, her perfect hair now a total mess. She grabbed her stomach and let out this dramatic scream. "Simon! I'm carrying your baby!" She yanked up her dress, showing off a slight bump. Then her hand pressed it—and the bump collapsed like deflated air. The whole room went still. Simon's eyes went wide. "You..."

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Faced with his terrible, disgusting act, I dug my nails into my palms and forced myself to remain calm no matter what. I gradually realized that I couldn't continue acting weak like this anymore. When I woke up the next morning, I realized someone had requested to follow my private account on social media, and the request came from a profile I wasn't quite familiar with. I tapped into the follow request message. It read, "Nancy, it's me, Cedric York." I froze for a moment when I saw the name on the screen. Memories of my college days immediately flooded my mind. Cedric was my senior in the same course I was taking when we were still in college. We even used to be in the student council toget

She picked up the intercom and called the finance department. "Hello? Howard? Check the system and see if it shows Mavis's employee ID approving every purchase payment tied to the missing five hundred thousand dollars."