She's A Ten But Novels & Stories

Underneath, I could see faint, dense scars. My body froze. It was Juliet. Although I had lived with her for six years, I almost didn't recognize her. The woman on the stretcher looked nothing like the Juliet I remembered. Her face was gaunt and drained of color, her cheeks sunken deep. There was no trace of life left in her. I clenched my hand and was about to keep walking when I heard whispers behind me. "Oh my gosh. Wasn't that the CEO of Stone Group? How did she end up like that?"

Lord Adonis asked in his usual commanding tone. "I beg your pardon master, I really don't know what you're talking about?" she was shaking visibly with mucus was dripping from her nose. Lord Adonis looked at the girl's tag and saw the number ten boldly written on you. "Does my presence makes you uncomfortable that much?" Number ten went mute, she didn't know how to respond to him but Lord Adonis knew her answer. He could tell his presence made her uncomfortable and not just her, his mind travelled to Audrey, though she wasn't as jittery as the girl in front of him, he could clearly see and tell that she was unhappy and maybe a little upset.

Students were walking in groups while chatting and laughing. Well 35 street was near the Centaury street and that is why its lifestyle was better. Ten turned up the volume. Apple’s favorite song, ‘Ice’ by Athena Soul was playing as a smile slid out at the corner of my lips. “You like the song, don’t you?” asked Ten while he taped his fingers on the steering wheel. ~ ~ ~ “Don’t worry they’ll be here” Ten said while staring at his hand watch. It looked expensive, shiny and huge. I nodded while I looked around the quiet Dark Pub we were in.

(WanKe/XingXing is addressed as SHE) Third Person P.O.V She falls forward on his chest still standing in his hold. Holding her head Feng Lei bends a little low and lifts her legs away from the floor carrying her bridal style, his eyes fixed on her face his every single part of the body not willing to move away from her. Walking slowly towards the room he places her on the bed, taking the folded bedsheet he spreads it on her body as the weather is getting cold.

"Do you know where she is? Is she okay?" I spit out my worries about Jo, wishing for any news of her safety. I asked Chief Kapono if any of his people had seen a red-haired woman. "Relax, Miss Thea," he said, placing a hand on the back of the young woman whom he had been talking to earlier. "This is Ten-Ten, my granddaughter. She was with her friends scouting two nights ago after we captured you and your friends. She will explain." Ten-Ten looks like a warrior than a princess. She had sun-kissed skin and wore light, easy-to-move clothes. Bandage clothes strapped around her arms and legs, her hair loose and red war paint over her face and eyes. She, too, has tattoos on both arms.

Alex Okay, so that was just so not cool, pinching her ass like that but fuck me, it’s like a juicy peach I could have bitten into it and that would have been a whole lot worse. See, even I can show some restraint. It’s difficult because I’m telling you, this woman is a knockout. She’s definitely a ten out of ten, but her attitude that could do with some attention.

She said. “Why?” I asked. “Because now I get to know who you are.” She said. “I’m no one.” She said. “You’re not no one. And I’m going to prove that.” She said, turning on her heels and leaving the room again quickly. **********

After that, she fixed herself and started her Live with a cheerful greeting to the viewers. Tom Reeves motioned for her to make her breast look plumper by leaning more towards the camera. She also tied her hair before eating, so her porcelain neck was revealed along with her breasts. This is why she has so many male fans. They're objectifying her as a sex symbol. The three investigators watched until they can see how Amethyst choked and twitched at the floor as her manager does nothing to save her, running towards her room to get something like a box and fleeing at Amethyst's apartment, locking the door.

She slipped on some shorts and a T-shirt. Her mother sneered. “Where you going dressed like that?” “I’m just going outside, mom.” “You look like a slut.” “They’re mid-thigh loose shorts, Mom.” “Exactly. Look at you, you what now, a C-cup. Those breasts at fourteen, hips, ass. Put on a long dress or get the fuck out of my face.” So Sheena left. She walked to her best friend Brittany’s trailer, the one place that felt lighter. Travis, her gorgeous brother was standing outside, he's sixteen, tall, muscular, football build, dimples that made girls stupid.

But she is gorgeous, making the neighborhood shine. I know it because she left her blinds open. When she changed into her pajama, I could tell from the window that her breasts are like tear drops and her ass peach. She was on the phone with someone, probably having phone sex. Too bad I don’t know how to read lips. September 23