Skylar Grey & Eminem Novels & Stories

He tossed the cane into the bin licking his lips. Hearing him use beautiful to describe her made her wonder if that is how Damon sees her. " I wish he sees me like that too" she whispered to herself but loud enough for him to hear. He chuckled averting his gaze. He knew she was crying because of him but he feeling jealous is not something that he could control " so he is cheating on you right?" Skylar remains silent for while " can we have something to eat? I Am kind of hungry" she changed the conversation rubbing her hand on her flattummy. What is the point of talking about it? " I guess we should go back then"

“I have my ways of getting even.” “But you gossip about me with Sky too. It's not like I don't know that,” Stiles countered. “I hear you two all the time.” Grey didn't deny it, even though he knew it was true. Sky was his best friend, just as Riven was to Stiles. They shared everything. “Bald old man!” Grey spat, using his last line of defense. Everyone else burst into laughter, the sound filling the house with warmth.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

she snapped, her voice rising with defensive venom. I folded my arms, levelling her with a stare that could cut through steel. “What you had is long gone, Skyler. You killed it the moment you betrayed him. You don’t get to waltz back into his life like nothing happened. Do you even hear how insane you sound right now?” Her lips pressed into a thin line, her nostrils flaring. “You don’t understand,” she hissed. “He’s mine. He’s always been mine.” Something inside me snapped at that. I took another step closer, my voice steady and cold. “Grayson doesn’t belong to you—or anyone else. And let’s get one thing straight: he’s not yours anymore, and he never will be. He's mine.”

I cussed and shouted at me her. "Blake?" Skylar’s sweet voice brings me out of my dark thoughts. I look at her, Skylar looks nothing like my late wife. She is shorter, her hairs darker and her eyes are dark brown whereas, Rene had the cutest smile, the happiest eyes that light up no matter who she was talking to. Her green eyes always glowed. The way she smiled at me even when she was angry. "Blake is something wrong?" Skylar asks. I look at her once more, her face looks flushed.

Too bad this war is going to put the happy reunion on the back burner for a while. As the scent of more wolves gets closer, our three escorts call out, "We're coming in!" Then we all pile into the clearing. The sight of Daisy and Aiden brings a smile to my face but that's not what catches my eye. Behind them on a porch is Skylar hand-in-hand with Ebony. I'm shocked at how big he's grown! Skylar had looked so much like Tristian back then but now I see so much of Daisy in him too. He seems nervous and wary of everyone but with Ebony by his side, I'm sure he'll calm down soon enough.

he ordered as a low growl rumbled in his chest. Trembling, the guy rose to sit on his knees and fearfully met my glare. I recognized him then. His name was Gray, and he was from one of the southern packs. “I… I didn't know... I swear, I didn't know!” He clasped his hands together, staring at me as if I were a god he had offended. “Just fucking talk already!” Caspian roared. Gray swallowed, nodding. Then he sucked in a shaky breath before shifting his gaze back to me. “T-that new one... Kylar... He was talking about all kinds of things… I thought that he was just bragging…”

Skylar interrupted me while still trying to avoid eye contact "You bastard! answer me first!!!" I yelled while running toward Skylar who was already at the entrance of my room "We can talk about this later okay!?" Screamed Skylar while picking up his pace "I'll f*%&#@ kill you! If you come back!" I screamed at Skylar who was already outside the door entrance. While at the airport "Damn this bastard Skylar, we shouldn't have agreed to this re-union," said Gray in an irritated tone "You're right but there's nothing we can do now except wait for Skylar to come here, also I find it hard to believe that Anerix agreed to let us stay at his home," said Jake

Their foreheads touched, and his gaze lowered to her wet, red lips. Please note that this text contains elements of a romantic or intimate nature, and it has been translated into English as requested. A brief moment later, he gently pressed his lips against hers once more, but this kiss was softer. As the rescue team arrived, Celina's eyes still held the lingering feeling of being in Joyce's embrace. Their relationship had taken a step further, although in the eyes of their parents, they were still seen as siblings. But whenever they had the chance, Joyce would pull Celina close and kiss her passionately.

she glanced at the mirror again, while observing her closely. Meanwhile, Skylar was so engrossed in what she was typing that she hadn't heard what Amelia had said. She was chatting with Grayson, and their conversation had been going great until he asked to meet up with her. “Why? You can type whatever you want to talk about now,” she gave him what she felt was the most logical response. “No I can't,” he replied with a gloomy emoji. “Why?” Skylar was taken aback because she hadn't expected a sharp response.