Stitch X Novels & Stories

When he thought of how she was actually with Stefan when she disappeared for such a long time that day before making such a big decision after that, this brought about another burst of anger and annoyance in his heart. What was she like when she was with Stefan? When they met again that day, did they…? Xavia embroidered her fragrance sachet quietly from the beginning to the end. Her live broadcast method was very simple. She simply wanted to show everyone her embroidery work, introduce the embroidery process, and then greet her fans occasionally. After she was done stitching, she picked the fragrance sachet up and smiled as she said, “I’ve finished embroidering the fragrance sachet. Next, we

Finally, they had got her and she was to blame, she was careless, and that had finally put her in such a condition, if only he had told Harriet to follow her or better yet, she shouldn't have walked out from that house knowing the kind of danger that awaited her outside but she happened to be an ignorant one. Suddenly, the hotness she felt intensified. her eyes widened as she suddenly felt restless. What was going on...? Then felt this stitching pain in her ribs, Mystique immediately gazed down at her growing stomach. Please not now...! She pleaded but the pain didn't listen as it got intense, she couldn't help but let out a groan, catching their attention as one of them advanced towards her

“Not yet. Just… let me hold you. Please.” So I stayed, my head resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat gradually slow from its frantic pace. Stitch appeared with his medical bag, his expression grim as he took in my injuries. “A clinic would be better…” “Here,” Knox interrupted. “Do it here. I’m not taking her anywhere else right now.” Stitch didn’t argue. He worked efficiently, cleaning my wounds, checking my ribs, making sure nothing was more seriously damaged than it appeared. The front door opened. With more in the hallway.