Tattle Tales 소설 & 이야기

Leath moved the phone away from her and called Piper. "Piper, what is he talking about?" Piper gave her a tablet and her eyes widened when she saw a website that some students made with the sole purpose of exclusive gossip, Weekly Goods, they called it. It was a picture of her and Professor Moreau by the pool, the photographer was skillful enough to bring out a different meaning to the picture when they were just merely talking. "Father, this is not what you think. That professor's up to something—" her father's cold tone cut her sentence off.

“Ohooo dear… You are a bad girl, you kept all Those juicy news to yourself and was giving me the tips right?.... It's all good” Tahlia finally said admits her laughter. But Grinda wasn't ready to take the defeat, she fired back at her friend at once, “you will as well have yours coming soon my dear… Your consummation rite is almost here, even Katherine warned you about it” Tahlia raised her brow at her friend, she wasn’t ready to back down and allow Grinda use the rite to shut her up again, she and Katherine had been using that all day.

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he grinned again Tazz looked up at him, understanding where he was getting to but not wanting to admit “C’mon bro, you can trust me,” Tazz’s eyebrows shot up, like “Really.. I don’t think so.” “Bro, try me, I know you got a thing for Mahira , but my sixth sense tells me that there’s something between you guys that none of you are able to see and neither of you are attempting either.” Tazz squinted his eye at him, like finally his interest was piqued. "Just one warning,"Tazz soke in a stern tone, "none of this news travels to India or elsewhere, clear?"

Tally wished Holly had been in when she arrived. Making her way to her desk, Tally put her handbag away after pulling out her mobile phone. She noticed a message from Ethan. His message read, “Can you believe this lying bitch? I’m here if you want to talk.” Attached was a link to a news story. Tally’s heart sank as she clicked on the link, her stomach twisting with dread. She just knew it would be something she didn’t want to see.

They numbered less than a dozen, but the average IQ of them had to be off the scale. Jordan remembered hearing a mage once at a gathering claim that the Tattle Creek Irregulars, as they like to call themselves, had created a magic that only worked in the internet’s ether. They could lose information as easily as they could find it. These were the people others would go to if they had enough money to vanish. Anyone from this pack could change lives with a few clicks of a mouse. The Tattle Creek Irregulars had posted a website that explained terms and traditions of the shifters. They were adding answers to frequently asked questions. The site basically acted as a place that humans could go to

We giggle together. “Oh, maybe when I have my first, you can have your second and we can be pregnant together,” she says in a high-pitched voice. “The cousins will be besties!” I match her pitch. “OMG! BELLA! Our kids are cousins twice,” Tellie sits up and starts bouncing on the bed. “We are mated to brothers!” I jump up on my knees too. “Holy shit, we are.” Now we are jumping up and down laughing. “My Slate is better, I mean, he is way hotter,” Tellie turns up her nose as we settle back in bed.

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she helplessly sighs, still feeling depressed. =============================== A few weeks passed. It's weekend, and it's Cherish's day off at work. She woke up at almost noon, and now, she's eating her brunch. And while she's eating, she started checking her social medias to check the trending news for that day. She thoughtfully frowned when she saw a link , and once she clicked it, it talks about the latest news about MORSE. She almost choked on her food when she finally read the full article...

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