Scraps X Tisha Novels & Stories

After all, Gadis would get to know them later, even if between divisions, because of the work that was available at GreenTech, which was interrelated. “Wow, you're already in high spirits this early,” said Tania with a chuckle. Her cell phone was active showing someone talking there. It was someone from the company offering something that Tania seemed to want to buy. “Are you watching live tiktok, Sis?” asked Gadis pulled out her chair. She had stored her bag and belongings in her work drawer. She only took out a breakfast box containing creamy mushroom pasta with cheese on top. She also took out a glass of iced Thai tea from the tumbler that Gadis had deliberately brought.

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

"Though I admit, dragging a billionaire through a dusty East Side warehouse at dusk was not on my itinerary for today." "Life is full of unexpected surprises," Tiffany quipped, turning around with two chipped ceramic mugs filled with steaming coffee. She handed one to him, their fingers brushing briefly in the confined space. The contact sent a sudden, electric jolt straight up her arm, making her breath hitch. She masked it instantly with a sharp smirk. "Drink up. We have blueprints to mark up before midnight, or Marcus Vance is going to have a field day tearing my sourcing schedule to shreds tomorrow."

It's okay, I'll vent to Lisa about my issues later. I close the stall and wash my hands, after which I exit, disappointed in my lack of entertainment. But wait. One of those girls left a pink lip gloss in the shade Dirty Trollop. I only know one girl who's stuck in 2020, and still wears this shade. Tiana--my bestfriend. Present Time, Kara's House

" Sasha sneered. "Set you up? What have I done? You brought a group of people to destroy my restaurant and break my bracelet, and now you're blaming me? If your mind isn't working properly, maybe you should see a doctor. But please don't slander me." Priscilla's face turned ghostly white at once. Her family had money, but not enough to cover the cost of the bracelet. Defeated, Priscilla sank to the floor. Meanwhile, Sasha sighed in relief.

It's a tattoo of two letters and six numbers. "I've seen this tattoo on dead rouges." I look at Marcus with confusion written all over my face. "Alpha, I have a new theory to add, but I know you are not going to like it," Marcus says to me while pulling something up on his laptop. He turns in around to show me. It's a Missing Person report of a little girl from 10 years ago named Bailey Rhea. "OK, I'm not following." I tilt my head to the side and look at Marcus.

"W...what's wrong Sia? come on drink this"Tara said with desperation and handed a glass of water to Sia who was coughing violently "I'm... I'm fine, thank you"sia with shaky hands took the glass and drank the water to wash down the solid lump on her throat formed by both fear and anxiety, how on earth did the Casanova find her

In an almost automatic response, she hurriedly made her way towards Justin, determined to assist him in his moment of embarrassment. They found solace in the confines of the bathroom, away from prying eyes and judgment. Talia's heart raced as she soaked a paper towel, gently dabbing at the stain on Justin's shirt. Her focus was one-pointed, her attention locked onto her task. But as she grazed her hand along his neck, wiping away the remnants of the spilled drink, her trembling fingers revealed something unexpected—a scar, a scratch mark, etched onto his skin, that she had never seen before.

he winks and he leaves You guessed right , crystal blushed to deep to her hair roots [END OF FLASHBACK] Scarlett giggles " mi girl is so lovesick " " Stop it, I just have an ordinary crush on him " she said pouting Scarlett raises her hand in the air " crush it is ... No objections " she said smirking and heads to her cubicle " Crazy girl " Crystal said blushing One hour later , Scarlett is typing the cash flow statement she has to submit today on her computer, her manger ' Thomas' tapped on her table

she chirped, shoving the flowers into my arms before I could even say thanks. The yellow petals were so bright they felt like they were glowing against the dingy grey of the hallway. I buried my face in them for a second. They didn't smell like sandalwood or expensive leather. They smelled like the sun. "I figured you’d be starving and miserable," Tasha said, kicking the door shut and setting the food on the floor. "So I got the spicy basil noodles and enough spring rolls to choke a Pack Beta." "Tasha, you didn't have to," I said, my voice wavering.