The Perks Of Being A Wallflower นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Elena pushed open the door to the office hall, a hush fell over the room. The soft hum of fluorescent lights and the gentle rustle of papers suddenly seemed amplified as all eyes turned to her. Two days ago, Elena's life turned from grass to grace when her heiress status was revealed at the party, splashing her face across news headlines and billboards. Elena's heels clicked on the floor as she approached the receptionist's desk. Her gaze swept the room, meeting the stares of the office staff. A gentle hum of whisper rustled through the office, like a soft breeze stirring leaves.

I replied and she posted my shoulder. I hate it when I look pitiful, I smiled and made her feel as if it is nothing. "Uhm, let's go for lunch." I urged her as we went to the cafeteria together. *************** I walked inside my house and I met my mom and dad with a stranger in the living room, I guess it is my younger sister's fashion designer this time. My sister is getting married soon, I can't believe I'm going to be alone in this big mansion. According to what I heard she is getting married to Jayden.

Seeing that Jessica's expression was slightly gloomy, Flora was even more complacent, "People are unwilling to meet those who helped them when they were still nobody because they will be reminded of the lowest point of their lives, right?" Flora's words kept reverberating in Jessica's ears. She couldn’t shake off the image of Mary lowering her head silently all the time in that party held abroad by Christian’s mom. Flora took this opportunity to fan the flames, "Since my agency decided I should take part in the talent show, I will definitely win and be a member of the female group. I came to meet you because I want to tell you one thing... You’d better only mind your own business. I will not

But before he could do it, the man first grabbed his two hands then locked them to the wall with one hand. Shit! This is harassment! The man took off the kiss when Nara was out of breath. The two of them took as much oxygen as possible and then looked at each other. Nara glared. The girl who has always been considered the queen of campus since the first time in the Ospek era, highlighted brutally. However, her beauty is not in doubt. Whatever expression she put on would not detract from the beauty of her face. He is rich. Beautiful. Everything girls want is in him. No wonder almost all the men in his campus consider himself Numero uno.

she said coldly, smoke starting to come out from her hands. “Chill. We’re just confused.” “Then, talk so that we can understand each other.” “Okay, just chill.” Peony’s smoke disappeared. “That’s right, don’t harass u-” “Just explain already, Zachary!” “Oh right. Well, I was trying my best to enter here using my flair. There was a rumor in Seacrest that anyone can enter here as long as their flairs can surpass The Shield. I’m not ambitious. I just tried and then I heard a voice, it was like hypothesizing us. We fell asleep and then, boom! We found ourselves here in Bulwark.”

She was, however, wise enough to keep her mouth shut. When we entered the main hall, some people turned to look at us, giving us strange looks. I noticed Lia squirming slightly beside me in response to the attention we were receiving. It was something I fully expected. Since the news that I'll be Marshall Adam's daughter's date tonight has already spread, most of the people around here are looking forward to seeing me and Zara together. So, seeing me with another girl may come as a surprise to them. But they had no idea that this petite woman with me had already won my heart. I walked forward, ignoring their stares, tightening my grip on her wrist and making her wince slightly. I wanted to y

"You're a coward. You're exactly what everyone said you were. And I was the fool who thought I was special." By the way, I should have known better. Girls like me don't change boys like him. We just get crushed in the process. Why did I think I was different? Suddenly, my phone buzzed in my pocket. Then it buzzed again. And again. It was a frantic, relentless vibration. I pulled it out, my hands trembling. Kai’s phone started doing the same thing. I looked at the screen. It was a notification from Campus Gossip. The headline was written in bold, neon letters: THE SCHOLARSHIP SWEETHEART OR THE BET-WINNING BITCH?

Every year, I organize a company trip over Founders' Week. We've gone everywhere from the Silverpine Range to the Northreach, from the Coral Keys to the Wildgrass Plains. Sign-up is voluntary, and the trip costs an average of over $750 per person. Anyone who doesn't go gets an extra $150 holiday stipend from the company. But then a new intern posted online that I was hijacking everyone's time off for pointless team building just to feed my own vanity. I posted one line in the company group chat: "Since the trip is pointless, starting this year, all extra perks are canceled." The next day, he confronted me in the chat: "Fine, we can skip the trip. But why is the $150 gone too?" I look

Brooks who had suggested moving out. “So you can’t bear to let him go?” They say women are fickle and alway overthinking, but she thought Percival wasn’t any better. No good at anything, just best at being jealous. “You talk more with Mr. Brooks than with me? Am I not handsome enough, or not tall enough…” “You’re just not decent enough, too shameless, your words could drive me mad.” Percival was a classic mix of being cheeky on one side and thick-skinned on the other.

Five years later, I could barely remember the color of the Underworld sky. After I left, I spent a full year rebuilding the life I had abandoned. I studied again, applied to the Academy of Apollo, and finished the training I had once given up to become queen of the dead. No one there knew I was Persephone. To them, I was simply a quiet, diligent student with a gift for understanding wounded children. I liked that. For the first time in years, my name did not come with a throne, a husband, or a child waiting for me in a dark palace.