She's Precious Novels & Stories

"Wow!" Destiny's crystalline eyes twinkled, utterly mesmerized by the precious ornament before her. Lifting the diamond sets, she could see that it's no ordinary. It's a five-carat piece and her husband must have got it for her. Well, it has to be hers. Not to be conceited but Destiny knows that she deserves it. She beams at the cheesy love note accompanied to it, cringing at some lines. 'What a hopeless romantic I have got for a husband?' She thought out loud.

I spotted her in the entranceway, Evan's arm locked into hers as if he were her protector, but I had a feeling he was really holding her in place. I was shocked and excited to see her here, it wasn't exactly her scene and while I gave her no choice in accepting or denying my invitation, some small part of me worried she wouldn't make it. One word was ringing through my mind, spectacular. It seemed hardly enough to describe the vision I was witnessing, but it was all I had. While it was dark in the club, strobe lights bounced off and on her figure as she looked around, taking her in her unfamiliar environment. I could read her expression, she was uncomfortable, I would change that.

Her black eye mask was lace and had diamonds covering the edges. Richard began to see in tunnel vision when the woman winked at him as she passed by. Her shoulder-length blonde, curly hair lightly stroked against his cheek, and he breathed in vanilla as it did, an expensive perfume that tingled his senses. Richard turned and blushed when he watched her perfect hourglass silhouette with a dancing round bottom as she walked in her black stiletto heels. And since she knew he would see her leave, she quickly looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Who is that?" Richard asks Ava, "Oh, it's Candice- And she's expensive,"

So elegant and beautiful that she felt that she was seeing a dream. The sky blue maxi with srowoskvi crystal were shining and cascade down till her feet like shiny blue water. Her hazel brown glossy hair were perfectly curled and styled on her back. Her makeup was soft and complemented her features very well. The veil was perfectly set on her head with silver crystal work on borderline. The silver crystal high heels were so beautiful and matched with her dress. Altogether she looked no less than a princess.

“That's great. Happy resumption, and may all the good things in this college be bestowed upon my favorite person.” Liam chuckled. “That is quite greedy. I don't want all the good things. Let others have some too.” “Well, I will be generous and let others have some. But you still get the majority share.” “Fine,” Liam said before asking, “Guess what?” “What?” “I’m about to know the owner of Starry,” Liam informed her. “Really?” she asked in disbelief. “Yep,” Liam replied, his smile widening. “Wow!” she exclaimed. Liam could almost imagine her jumping for joy.

Then she packs everything in his bag, leaves the toilet ready for the CEO to use, and leaves the door open for him to see it is free. She comes out of the bathroom, and sits at her desk with her mirror and does her simple makeup. In her ears she wears two black pearls. Black stilettos and matching bag completed the outfit. She looks at the clock. It was 6 pm. The shower noise tells her that the CEO is taking a shower, and her heart jumps. The man was handsome, and the urge to spy was great. With great willpower, she pushes the idea out of her head. At 6:30, the CEO calls Saphira. She takes her tablet and her bag and, side by side with her boss, she takes the elevator down to the parking lot.

Her knees dug into my pelvis and the sensation was extraordinary. I didn’t know how to convince her with sweet words, with the same tenderness I saw other men do. "You say you owe me," I told her. She looked up, making it all come back. "Pay me." "How?" "Stay." My hand rose to her face. She flinched. It broke my heart how terrified she truly was. My finger caressed her cheek, enjoying the sultry radiation she gave. Her breath cut as she shut her eyes, she, too enjoying it. I could see it, feel it. It was an unbelievable sensation I knew this stranger could only give me. My thumb traced circles around her cheekbones and down the space between her chin and cheek.

My fingers trembled slightly, but the steady work was a welcome distraction. She sat by the fire and began roasting meat on an iron spit. The smell filled the room, making my empty stomach twist. She stirred the pot with care, her lips moving silently. At first, I thought she was humming, but when I listened closer, I realized it was a prayer. “Who are you praying to?” I asked softly. She gave me a look, as if the answer should have been obvious. “To the Moon Goddess, of course. And to Alpha Rowan. May his spirit not be lost in the dark. May he rise again where our eyes cannot see.”

she sniffs looking at him close his eyes as his head fell low. "No..no..no..wake up,"she screams letting her tears fall out as she couldn't hold it anymore, hugging him tight she screams while she she cries out aloud "You said that you would be with me," she screams with her aching dry throat ,her tears falling uncontrollably. "Please.....,"she hugs him tight against her chest "Please,"she screams crying out loud. ~flashback ends~ Xing sits in front of the mirror looking at her image, her two maids are seated behind her. Unpinning her hair they let her long black straight hair fall over her back.

“Sure, I can fly you back to my room. I know you must be tired.” “No, not tired.” She said, and I eyed her curiously. “What do you mean?” I asked her. “Brax… if tomorrow night you get bonded to another woman, that means tonight could be our last night to be together.” She slid her hands up my shirt and over my abs. Does she mean she wants to take things to the next level in our relationship? I swallowed deep, excitement, lust, and reservation overtakes my senses all at the same time. I don’t want her to do this because she thinks it may be our last night together. I want our moment… our first time together to be something she can never forget. It needs to be special.