Sexy Billie Eilish Novels & Stories

Fear evident on her face,really am I that harsh on her that makes her so scared of me. Serena is a really pretty girl, a brunette girl. Her long leg is whats more enticing to look at. "I want to apologize for last night, I tend to blow hot sometimes." I said and she grinned widely. "It's okay Miss, we do make mistakes sometimes." She replies and I nodded before she turn back and enter the bathroom.

Tonight, she is now sitting strumming her guitar on a small stage in the corner of the room, her melodious voice began to fill the entire cafe, everyone there stopped their respective conversations and chose to stare at the source of the sound, as if they were all hypnotized with the voice of a girl who had been seen performing on the stage several times. After finishing a few songs, the girl finally put down the guitar she had been using and got off the stage. "Your voice is just awesome!" said Siska, one of the chefs there. Alyne who got the praise could only blush. "Don't you have any intention to join any audition? If you pass, you will be famous," suggested the girl who was five years o

I pulled my bra away from my boobs and exposed my hardened nipples to the cold breeze coming from the AC, which perked them more. "Fuck." Damon whispered when I turned to face him. His eyes were glued to my babies. My heart began to beat faster as I slid my panties down my legs and squeezed my legs to stop the tingling feeling my pussy was having. Damon couldn't stop staring at me. His eyes raked over my entire body from head to toe. I was grateful I waxed. I was clean-shaven, my pussy and legs. "Your turn is a big guy," I said to him.

Turned real. Yeah... karma. I blocked every number she had. Thought that was it. Yeah... I underestimated how shameless she could get. A few days later, a video blew up online. Jenny sat in front of the camera, crying. "Hi everyone, I'm Jenny Knapp. I'm officially accusing my ex, Gavin Granville—heir to Granville Group. He set me up just to break up with me, bankrupted my family, and ruined my wedding! He's heartless—just plays with people's feelings. If he can't have me, he'll destroy me!"

Lily’s voice called out, “Emma? You home?” “In here,” Emma replied, quickly folding the contract and tucking it under her pillow. Lily appeared in the doorway, her brow furrowed with concern. “You’ve been quiet all day. What’s going on?” Emma hesitated, then sighed. “It’s Nathan. He gave me this… contract. It’s about boundaries and trust, but it’s so intense. I don’t know if I can handle it.” Lily sat down on the edge of the bed, her expression serious. “Emma, I’ve heard things about Nathan Blackwood. He’s not just some charming businessman. He’s dangerous. People talk about him like he’s some kind of predator.”

Looking at the car that was going away, her heart was aching, and the other party's scolding voice echoed in her ears. You slept with other man, you are no longer Wilson's girlfriend... Sophie couldn't help shedding tears. She returned home yesterday with joy, thinking about her and Wilon's bright future, but everything changed after one night. Why is it like this... "Madam, the photos are taken." The white Bentley was speeding on the highway, and the driver handed the phone to the lady in the back seat. The lady looked at the photos in the phone and sneered, "Wilson will definitely be over Sophie now."

I refuse to be miserable. Hostage by Billie Eilish ( a singer from the human world ) started playing from my phone. I listen to their songs more than I do ours because I wanted to merge with them. I played a werewolf song once at the studio where I do my tattoo and everyone was shocked at the song. I had to explain it was from a friend even though they liked it.

They are great artist very hands on and professional. "Ok great work every one thank you for the hard work" I shouted and the staff got ready, for the pack up. "Hey Belle" Celine called me. The Vocalist of Nefarious and Tagan’s Wife. "Hey Celine that was a great job, your voice is still really nice even though you gave birth" I said and we gave each another a peck on the cheeks.

ISABELLA’S POV The message lit up my screen just as I was about to step out of the room. Manager : "Check the news now. It’s about Jasmine. You need to see this." My stomach dropped. I quickly unlocked my phone and opened the news app. The headline slapped me across the face: "Supermodel Jasmine Mildred Opens Up About Isabella, Xavier... and Drake?" I clicked it, hands trembling. There she was, seated elegantly in a plush red chair, legs crossed, flashing that perfectly rehearsed smile. Her makeup was flawless. Her voice.. sweet. She looked like she hadn’t lost a single night of sleep while ruining lives.

And if that wasn't enough to leave my mind with an ache, then this godamn woman had got 890 likes, and 345 comments in matter of ten minutes. 'What the Fuck? Was the entire America sitting on I*******m in the middle of the night?' "See, how popular we are honey!" She chirped excitedly. I felt like giving two tight slaps; of course not to her, but myself for choosing this dangerous breed of over creativity to fall in love and marry. Even Satan will be less hyperactive than her. "Fuck you, Price!" I cribbed while Serena started to laugh like she heard a joke. "What?"