Skylar Grey & Eminem Novels & Stories

"I see what you're doing there. Don't even think for a second that you'll be able to escape me that easily." Yvette Macklemore, Yve, a total sweet heart. Your classic black rainbow lollipop, with a bit of sourness: sweet, and feisty - just his type o' gal –light caramel skin, black hair with pink highlights at the sides, 5feet6, who still argues that she's still the tallest of them both. She can be too fucking cheerful, it's nauseating. McCleron made certainty to avoid her in public, with enough fortification to tune her out long enough when they are together.

His lips against mine cut my words off. " Say no more, I'm in." " Reece." " Skylar Grey, I'm in and I'm not turning back, so don't even try to expect me to."

I hit the button for my door and as soon as the doors open, they go crazy and of course Delilah is rolling her eyes she knows I hate the attention but shit I can’t help it sometimes I love taking pictures. News reported So, I am here with entertainment TV for the public contract signing of Quinn Media and Mega Records. As you see a badass Purple Maserati pulls up as we are waiting for a representative of Quinn Media to show up and someone from Mega Records, Rumors have it that Billionaire Playgirl Skylar Waters will be here herself signing the contract as well as Mega Records owner Mateo Anderson. Mateo Anderson the 4th on the list of eligible bachelors he just had his recent break-up with

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

she reduces the volume," sorry." I just smiled painfully and start taking in the lyrics. '......hunt you like a savage (savage). Turn this all to ashes (ashes)... The things that I imagine (imagine) Like taking my hands off the wheel and drive myself cra ey ey eyzy.." "Skylar grey," I state but Thea is too in grossed with swaying in her seat in tune with the seductive music playing through the speakers of my black SUV Mercedes. "You know her?" She asks astonished, stopping her movements.

"No! I... I mean, yeah, technically, but—" "But what?" "He's... he's... it can't be him, okay?" "Oh my god, it's totally him," Britney laughed in celebration. "No, it's..." a flustered Skylar tried to push back. "I'm all ears, sugar," Britney scoffed. When she realized she couldn't counter, Skylar snatched the joint from Britney and dummied up. If she couldn't explain to herself why she was thinking about Lucas now, how was she going to explain it to Britney?

"They pulled a liter of fluid out of your pleural space. They said the cells they found weren't just inflamed. They were... changing. Crystallizing." "The Grey," I whispered. My voice was a ghost of itself, a raspy tear in the quiet room. "My body is turning into a monument to a pack that hates me. Funny, isn't it?" Silas finally looked at me. His amber eyes were flat, devoid of the pity I’d grown to loathe. "It’s inefficient. You’re no use to me as a corpse, Elara. We have a bridge to build and an empire to dismantle." He stood up and walked over, placing a thin, sleek laptop on my over-bed table. He didn't offer a hand to help me reach it. He knew I’d rather crawl across broken glass than

"At that time, BlackJack was not yet created. It was the eight of us, along with Jacob and his friends. We were very interested in mafia and gangs after watching movies, so we decided to roleplay the scene in our fantasy and created Grey Howl with Jacob as our leader. He was always the type that leads people into starting something, and I love that about him. Seeing how he cares for his friend as if we're all one big family. But then I meet a girl who moves to my neighborhood, named Sarah Vermilie. I fell in love at first sight, she was pretty. Prettier than any girl I've ever met, and as I get closer to her, my feeling grows. From a small bud into a big tree, When we're in middle school, we

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

Without wasting another second, Drake scurried away from the room, leaving Skyler and Emmet alone by themselves. He sighed in relief when he got to his duty post. "That was so close," His wolf whispered and Drake couldn't agree more. Meanwhile, Emmet had his arms folded around his chest, watching the drenched Skyler as water dripped down from his head to his face and down to his exposed chest. "Loser" Emmet clicked his tongue, liking the sound of it but he failed to get any reaction from that person. Skyler totally ignored him, sparing not even a single glance at him and the rogue wondered if he had suddenly turned invisible.