She's Precious Novels & Stories

“Hop up. You can pass me the big tin over there and help me put marshmallows in. Did you remember to wash your hands?” She nodded vigorously. “Good girl.” She smiled down at her and winked. “Uncle Keshaun won’t even notice if you ate a marshmallow or two.” The girl giggled loudly and stuffed several marshmallows into her mouth. “What is your name, love?” Famke asked her. “My name is Precious. I am five. My mommy and daddy died three months ago before my birthday. My Uncle Royal takes care of me now.”

She came to stand in front of me, "ah why didn't you say? I got the remedy for that... my lips.. just kiss me." I pushed her off, "you're an idiot..." She laughed and Nic and Meagan made their way in. "Hey hey hey.. gather around. We got some good news for you guys..." We all stopped what we were doing and then gave them our attention.. "Good news for Precious.. we are working on something and it's coming together.. looks like she'll be joining us in Germany for the competition..." "What?" I asked shocked as others started celebrating and chanting with happiness.. Chris came to me and gave me a hug, "I almost told you.."

she said with a polite smile. “It’s an honor to be complimented by you, young miss. I will work harder so you can continue enjoying this poor servant’s delicacy.” She laughed. “I’m not crucifying you. I look forward to it. Go finalize my discharge. I need all the rest I can get, because next week is going to be busy.” “Yes, ma’am.” She dabbed her lips with a towel, her expression turning dangerously dark. “Hello, high school. Hello, trouble.”

One small mistake and they'll immediately find out that she never lost her memories. She's been in several boutiques and yet she hasn't bought a single thing. She's sure that her parents will be confused if she comes home empty handed so she tries to look for something to buy. She ended up in a famous brand of bags. While looking for something to buy, Ariana noticed a woman arguing with a sales lady who's assisting her. "I said I wanted the pink one, not this!" "Ma'am, it's not for sale; that one was already paid for and reserved," the sales lady explained.

Along with that, she was wearing her famous metal bracelets, and a beautiful diamond pendant hung low on her neck. Because of her recent debuting in the movie the legend of love and then debuting as a singer under the name of XQ, paired with Feng Yi and Su Yan rumors and her rumor from yesterday night that was clear a few hours ago, almost everyone in the country now knew who this girl was. As she started descending downstairs, everyone started whispering things to each other of amazement while some were shocked thinking, what was a debuting actress doing at such a high-profile party.

All the girls I had been with suddenly flooded back to me, each one feeling as though I betrayed her again and again. I couldn’t help thinking how adorable she is. Her phone began ringing, I was suddenly very jealous of whoever was taking her attention away from me. She excused herself to take the call. I watched as she walked into a different room, closing the door behind her. I could hear the muffled sound of her speaking. She returned a couple of minutes later. “Sorry, Barrett called to say all the preparations to start the celebration are completed. It will begin tonight at 7 sharp.” She was suddenly back in Alpha mode, her control uncanny.

My little sister Vanessa was obsessed with werewolf lore, convinced she was destined to marry a powerful Alpha. When Rex, the Alpha of the Firwood Pack, saved her during a riot, she thought fate had finally set its gears in motion. What she didn't know was that Rex saved her simply because she resembled what his fated mate had looked like in her youth— Helena, the Luna of the Firwood Pack. Any sane woman would've walked away. Vanessa saw it as her golden ticket to the top. She secretly mapped out Helena's usual routes, hired outlaws to stage a brutal car crash, and sprinkled silver dust—lethal to wolves—across the wreckage. Her plan? Wait for the esteemed Luna to draw her last breath, then s

"I don't hate her... but if she was on fire and I had a bucket or water.. I'd fucken drink it... all of it and let her burn in peace..." Precious laughed, "yep you still hate her." I applied deodorant and went to put on my long black v-neck side-slit prom dress. The sleeveless v-back dress has bold shoulder straps and a trendy exposed-zipper closure. It also flattered my figure with a slimming empire waist bodice.. it made me look like a fucken Goddess. "Shit..." Precious breathed out and I turned to give her a questioning look. She handed me my black heels, "here just kill us already. You look like you fucken walked out of a magazine."

Her voice is soft, trembling, and entirely flawless. I feel a violent wave of pure nausea hit my stomach. She sounds so believable. She looks like a perfect victim. "My former best friend Precious is incredibly ill," Kara continues. She looks directly into the primary news camera, her eyes wide and sorrowful. "She is dying. I pray for her soul every single day. I truly do." "Liar," I choke out, my fingernails digging into the chair fabric.

She had a sheet mask on her face and was eating a bowl of cut apples. I picked up three gowns and held them up. "Which one?" She bummed and stroked her chin. "Hmm, this is really hard." "Oh come on." "I'm serious Morgan. I can't say. " "Just try." "Okay..." She started. She narrowed her eyes and leaned closer. "The white one... Purity... Nice. The red one... Sexy... Good. The pink one is cute and also good. How do you expect me to pick?" "That's not an answer. "