Romans & histoires She's Been Living On The Highest Shelf

He is my Great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather. In this family, only sons were ever born. I was special, as my parents say. Ever since Pops(Lucifer) started living here on Earth, I am the very first daughter. I’m Zaria Morningstar. A Senior in Capitol Hills High School, hopeful to graduate this year. The school bell rang, time for the lunch break. I am not the it-girl famous type, but people do nod or smile at me in the hallway. People know me, the surname stood out. I guess Pops’ “shine” never really fades.

she coughed and blood sprayed everywhere. Sitting cross-legged with her back against the mountain surface, she looked up to the sky. A buzzard was circling above them and she knew certain death was imminent. If help didn’t arrive soon, she and Shiloh were going to be bird food. “Shiloh," she whispered. "Get us help.” He moved his eyes toward her, slowly lifted his head, tilted it back and howled once more. Before dropping his head and closing his eyes for the last time.

Even the hidden doors—did she know about them? "Oh, just instinct." Sherly smiled. She had no intention of telling him about it after all, so it was better for her to say this. As they walked, Sherly couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversation from the women around her. Sherly did not want to hear it, but how could she when they had these loud voices? Besides, it does not affect her at all. After all, she knew herself better than anyone else, and besides, these women are just jealous and envy her for being able to go up to the highest floor.

17th July --- “Ding dong I know you can hear me Open up the door I only want to play a little” A young girl was busy crouching on the ground as she taps the soil with a shovel three times in those three mounds of dirt that appears like Mountains of dirt and sands. She made sure it was the exact same size because, for her, everything should be organized and perfect.

She walked around to find purpose, and finally she tossed herself on the bed. **--The other places are expensive! I don’t have the money. And the other places don’t offer beds. Oh, my! I’ll be sleeping on the floor! On the floor! No! I am way up-graded for that lifestyle now. Ow, I’m going to miss this bed. We have bonded, haven’t we? --** Suddenly, she felt a pain in her chest again. She held on to it. She started rolling until she fell off the high bed with her skull hitting the floor. She must have hit hard, Mpumi was motionless and unresponsive…

" It's been a long time since I saw her." " I know, she's in high school." " High school?" Elizabeth asked and chuckled. " She's worse than you. Sharron is evil and she seeks revenge everyday. She gave herself a new name, Martha. She says it fits her personality as a good girl." Solange said and Elizabeth laughed.

She was about to fall when he caught her in his arms. Shaina passed out in his arms as he made her sit on the couch nearby. he took off his shirt and cleaned himself first. he looked at Shaina who was fast asleep on the couch in a fetus position. she looked like a small kid, the same from her childhood. Revan shook his head before he picked her up in his arms and moved towards the room she stayed in his mansion, yes mansion, it was a mansion before her but now it was home, their home, where he and she stayed in love. love... or that was what she thought they had between them.

I asked, 'As much as I want to use her, she needs to know her place and forget she ever lived this life. Shana froze, her eyes wide and bloodshot, her mouth hanging open in a silent gasp of shock. “What? Can't I even sip champagne anymore?” "This isn't your old life, Shana. You aren't the pampered mistress of the New Heir's Residence anymore. You are a banished maid who was just being manhandled by security on the gravel," I reminded her, stepping closer until I could see the frantic pulse in her neck. Embarrassment flooded her face; I saw her jaw tighten.

Andean followed him behind as he said "You guys from this pack are all a bunch of weirdos!" “You better run along with your boss, you bloody minion" She responded to him “Now that you're all strong and powerful, what are you going to do?" The shaman asked her “I'm gonna cause some havoc as I'll be taking over the region and become the Alpha Supreme, by the time the elders see how strong I am, none of them would want to counter my plans" Calliope said as she smiled and then angrily hitting the metal table which she was tied to initially, the table became well bent afterwards as the shaman exclaimed

I glared at him and confronted, "Preston, are you still acting? Do you really think I don't know this nightclub belongs to you?" His expression stiffened. I continued, "Do you think you're the only one who can hide an identity? Remember, my last name is Whitmore. Don't tell me you've never heard of Whitmore Group—" Before I could finish, Mia grabbed a bottle and shoved the mouth of it between my lips. The burning liquor choked me instantly, and I started coughing hard. She grabbed my hair and did not let go. Instead, she leaned close and hissed viciously, "What were you going to say? That you're the heiress of Whitmore Group?"