Novel & Cerita Slow Burn Studio

Joanna sneered. Roseanne clenched her fists, wanting to smack Joanna. Bethany stopped Roseanne and shook her head at Roseanne before looking at Joanna coldly, "What about you? What can your studio do?" "A lot of things. Our studio was founded in Braeton City five years ago. We have enough excellent designers and several qualified fabric suppliers , not to mention that we've been on good terms with related organisations, regulators, and so on for a long time. Your studio cannot match mine in any aspect." Joanna proudly raised her chin.

As she practically somersaults out of the bakery, still buzzing with leftover excitement, I lean against the counter and let the moment settle into my bones. A Michelin star. Six years ago, I was a girl with shattered dreams and a suitcase full of rage. Now, I have a bakery that smells like heaven, a staff that feels like family, and a best friend who drags me to charity galas and celebrates every win like it’s her own. Maybe this is what healing looks like. Slow. Sweet. Layered, like one of my mille-feuilles. — The apartment above the bakery is small but perfect—high ceilings, warm light, and the constant scent of sugar in the air. I rush up the narrow stairs, already halfway out of my apro

Abigail responded, "Am I that kind of person? Our studio has been established for several years, from just the three of us to over twenty employees now. We've been steadily growing. Our plan is to let the studio grow steadily. We can't expect to become rich overnight." Felix agreed, "Indeed, we've already taken a measured approach. We never think about making quick money. Slow and steady is the way to go for long-term success." Melody said, "Today's a good day. Let's not digress, you two. Let's think about how we should spend this money." Felix asked, "You two still remember that our website crashed a few days ago, right?" Abigail nodded. "I've already contacted the best technical engineers

She thoughts and jumped off her chair, making her fall back. People turned their heads to look at the sudden noise, she sat up scratching her head. The professor looked at her with anger while Noah chuckled. "Are you okay, Miss?" Blaze smirked as she gets up, she nodded shyly and went back to sit on her chair. She shoves off her covers on the ground, Noah scoffed and stared at her, bewildered. "This is Blaze, my ancient student who was here last year, he graduated in his young age and was the most intelligent person, unlike you guys." Professor Schrill mocked and everyone glared at him.

Panic rippled through the crowd, but not a single person stepped forward to help. While holding my breath, I pushed through the chaos and loosened Oliver's collar. "Wake up! Don't fall asleep!" But his pupils had already gone dull. He was too weak to respond. Suddenly, a still-burning cigarette butt droppped nearby and reignited the lingering hydrogen. In an instant, flames shot up toward the sky, and a wave of scorching heat slammed into us. Screams erupted around me. In the chaos, I was shoved and trampled, my wrists and ankles swollen and throbbing.

With everyone gone, the only one left to negotiate the contract was Alex. Candice was considering what to say when Hanley spoke up, "We can handle the matter with Aether Corporation. Burning Star Studio has faced many difficulties to get to where it is today." Ryan nodded. "Do you know why we call it Burning Star Studio?" He grinned. "A spark can start a prairie fire. This isn't a big deal. We'll figure it out." Candice didn't see any inherent connection between these two matters. However, Hanley and the others didn't want her to get involved, so she didn't press for more information.

I stuttered. "Girl. I could feel that tension from across the room. It's fine, it's none of my business, but I'm here now Wren. You know you could come to me if it ever gets rough. I'll always be here." He took my hands in his, caressing. Assuring. This is crazy. This is tempting. The beep of my phone brought me out of my spiralling emotions. "Just curated the sickest movie playlist. Watch party. Mine or yours? "

I asked. “Most immortals can’t be killed by fire. It takes intense heat, like lava, to kill one, but fire still hurts like hell for the bulk of immortals. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get some things done. If there are any other issues tonight, just let myself or Ash know, and it will be handled.” Taking the hint, I allowed myself to be dismissed and walked out of his office and back out into the club to finish my shift.

"You're wasting your time being a crime boss. Clearly, being an adult film actress suits you better." The screen showed footage of Tara straddling Brandon, moaning without restraint. Her face turned paler with every sound she made in that video. "Honey, I…" "Don't say another word. The more you talk, the more disgusted I feel. Sign the papers and let's go our separate ways." She shook her head resolutely, her voice brooking no argument. "I'm not signing them!"

Maybe she was popular but, she didn't look the part. Again with the stereotyping Maximus. "Settle down my minions." she shushed everyone with a hand gesture,"Well you already know me as Pandora, the school's troublemaker along with my sidekick, Nate who happens to be incognito. I'm 17 and I like pulling pranks on people, especially bitches." she said, grinning like a fool. "Hell yeah!" a guy at the back cheered. I checked on my roster and sure enough there was Nate Adams. I scanned the room and I almost missed the other empty desk behind Pandora's.