Novel & Cerita Snobs

My vision blurred at the edges as I wiped a mix of sweat and grime from my forehead. "You're slowing down, Roland," a voice hissed in my ear. I turned to see CHRISTIAN VANE trotting past me. He was the number called unpredictable for a reason. He had the talent, but he lacked the soul. His British accent was like a jagged blade in the middle of a street fight. "Shut up and run your route, Vane," I snapped, my chest heaving.

one of the guys called. Aria couldn't see much since she was at the back and the other girls were taller than her. She waited for them to enter the booth and take seats opposite the men before joining them. She cringed as her bare thighs touched the cool leather of the seat beneath her and then she wiggled a little bit to warm it up. "Are you okay? Abi the dance is already doing you?" One of the guys asked and his friends broke into laughter, except one. "The seat is cold," she explained then turned to look at the man who wasn't laughing with his friend, instead he was staring at her.

"Saben's just. intense. He's been through a lot. Inherited the company when Benedict retired. Huge pressure. He doesn't let people in easily. Jenny leaned back with a sigh, remembering how Saben's dark eyes had lingered over every word she spoke as if he were tucking it away in some mental account. No smile. No warmth. Only that unsettling stillness behind his angular jaw and high-priced suit. "He's not just serious," she said at last. "He's—cold. Arrogant. More than likely allergic to being kind." Zina raised an eyebrow. "But did he listen? Jenny hesitated. "Yeah. He listened. Spookily well, actually."

Sneaky was happy to see him. Uncle Nose touched his nose, looking at Sneaky suspiciously, her proactive reaction gave him a sense of crisis. “Miss Sinclair, is anything the matter?” Uncle Nose's vigilance was optimized, he would rather not be deceived by his Mistress. Sneaky pouted, she knew what Uncle Nose was thinking, she replied in an aggrieved tone “Uncle Nose, you don't like me again” Uncle Nose face changed drastically “no, no, I love you, aham…!” he coughed awkwardly, that was inappropriate to say.

he confessed, a smug smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes, putting my phone away. "This party's lame, you know that right?" I inputted. He lifted a shoulder. "Well, that's how rich people party. A glass of champagne and a boat load of snobby attitude," he rubbed a hand over his hair. I snorted, "champagne, me likey, snobs, not in this lifetime." He huffed in approval. We said nothing for some time, just sat in silence, not for long anyway.

“I just want to know if you are going to my brother’s party with me or not?” Sabrina was growing tired of constantly arguing with a man she had promised to marry, and she was coming close to telling him where he stood in this relationship. “I will try and spend a day or two, but not four. Your brother and his wife are snobs. Always flaunting their money in people’s faces like it was sweets on display. It’s disgusting.” “They do not flaunt anything,” Sabrina growled. “They are the least public people I’ve ever known, and if that’s how you feel about them, maybe you shouldn’t go at all.”

The staff, immaculate in their perfectly pressed uniforms, exchanged quick glances and whispers, their judgment thick in the air. One assistant, a woman who appeared to be in her late forties, barely even acknowledged me as we entered. She looked me up and down with an expression that made my skin crawl. Her gaze lingered on my hair—uncombed and wild from the long journey—and my simple, unbranded outfit. She then shot a glance at Sabrina, her lips curling into a small, polite but ultimately dismissive smile.

Even prehistoric humans did better than this, and they didn't have all these advantages. As they moved through the forest, Will kept pondering on why the Goblins hunted this way, he also considered different ways to approach the hunt. He didn't have any previous hunting experience, everything Will knew he had learned from movies or school. The Goblins had obvious advantages that humans didn't have, the first was their size. They could move stealthily through the forest without making a sound, yet these Goblins stomped around not caring about the noise. Despite their size, they were also strong, they could grow bulging muscles. Chief was a good example of this, his muscles were very dispropor

Natatamaan ng laser lights mula sa dance floor ang mukha nito at na-hook siya kaagad kahit wala pa itong ginagawa. Nagkasalubong ang kanilang titig at pumungay kaagad ang kanyang mata pero iniwas lang nito ang tingin at dumiretso sa mesa ng mga kaibigan. What the? Snob ang beauty niya at parang ayaw niyang tanggapin iyon. "Sino sila Kat?"

A pack member shouldn’t be scared of his leader; he should respect them I walk over to the corner where all the wolves were hanging out. “ I heard that the vampire crown prince killed a werewolf once, “ I heard a wolf whisper. Ethan’s head turned at his title. It was true vampires could hear a mile away. He headed over to us. His movement was tense. “ Excuse me, “ he said reaching for one of the beers. “ Isn’t it like impossible for vampires to get drunk, “ Joline said very tipsily.