Scraps X Tisha Novels & Stories

Then he said, softer, “You’re doing really well, Ava. I know I haven’t been saying that enough lately, but I’m proud of you.” The compliment caught her off guard. She looked up, half-smiling, unsure if it was real. “Thank you.” He met her gaze and held it a moment longer than usual. Calm. Controlled. Like a man who’d made peace with something unspeakable. “So, I heard TMP’s got a new investor. Big deal, huh?” Xander asked, trying to lighten the mood. “Yeah.” Ava replied. “Some tech guy from Milan. He likes to pretend he’s low-profile, but he’s already making noise.” Ava scoffed.

There was no doubt that Stella's actions were deliberate. She had taken the time to investigate the prices of these gemstone scraps and knew that their raw materials were of high quality. The price for one bag of scraps was at least 200-300 thousand dollars higher than what Chris was selling them for.

Tisha pointed at her and then ran behind Brock when Caroline tried to glare at her. Brock chuckled at them and gestured Xavier to get her to the dining table. Xavier made sure to feed her with his hands and for once since she left him, she ate like she really wanted to eat. She ate until she couldn’t swallow one more bite and even then she was eyeing the pasta on the table. “Don’t ogle. I have already put your portion in the Tupperware that you can take home.” Tisha chuckled making her chuckle too. “And where is that chocolate cake? And the cookies you baked?” Caroline said raising her finger making everyone laugh.

Felix slammed the phone down hard. I hadn't even set my teacup down when Bethany called in a total panic. "Tasha, check the trending topics right now! Those bastards just put you on blast again!" I clicked the link she sent. "Unmasking Tasha Flynn—A Career Scammer Preying on Small Businesses with Vicious Tactics!"

A whore under her father’s tight leash. I turn around to loosen the zipper and a whimper slips past my lips upon lowering it. A huge gash line was on my back, the makeup that was used to cover the scar marks was almost torn to reveal what was underneath—almost, but it didn’t. What it left, however, was a long gash of my skin ripping from how much she had forced it up. One more gash on my body tapestry wouldn’t hurt anything. I sighed and slipped out of the dress and stepped out of the fitting room. I walk over to the employee, handing them the dress.

Chapter Thirty-Two — Evidence of Light Elena sat in the softly lit therapy office, one leg bouncing under her chair. The faint scent of lavender and Play-Doh hung in the air — Lila’s therapist kept a basket of modeling clay on a low shelf by the window, next to a tray of tiny animal figurines.

"I know." "Do you have a plan?" "Yes." "What kind of plan?" "The kind that ends things quickly." Sandra did not say anything else and we stood there for another ten minutes and then Tasha broke away from her group and walked toward me with two of her friends behind her. I stayed where I was. Tasha stopped about two feet in front of me and crossed her arms. "I need money on my commissary account," she said. "Okay." "You are going to put it there."

With that in mind, he began eating, bite after bite… Halfway through the thermos, Xavia suddenly realized just how intimate her current actions were. In fact, wasn’t there a special atmosphere floating in the air…? Not liking how things were turning out, Xavia quickly cleared her throat before saying, “…Speaking of which, I ran into Bianca at the clubhouse today… She was being chased by a debt collector, and looked completely helpless… With that in mind, I stepped in and used your bank card to help repay her debt of a hundred thousand dollars…”

My voice sounded like damn gravel in my own ears. The rage simmered under my ribs like it was hot and poisonous. One more scream and I swear, I’m tossing the little demon out the fucking window. Vittoria Scarpa. She was a beautiful, loyal, and stupid pawn. She was raised in the same cesspool I crawled out of—our little mafia cradle. She grew up watching betrayal handed out like party favors, and learned early that trust was a goddamn lie. She was a fool though. She thought marrying me would mean something. She thought we’d have a real family. What a joke.

she touched it playfully and screamed dramatically. “Who would have thought you could be this happy?”Grinda asked in amazement, even after one hour of meeting each other, she still couldn’t keep her eyes off her friend. “Tahlia sincerely, there’s something about the mate stuff… your skin is glowing and the aura is so different… it’s like you’ve superpowers…! Tahlia almost spits out the drinks she just gulped, she dropped the almost filled glass cup of iced juice to join the other spread of delicious menu on the big expensive looking table and laughed at her friend's dramatic observation, she crossed her leg dramatically and reached for a chocolate cake.