The Splendid And The Vile Novels & Stories

I sigh with a slight frown, "Not of specifially her, just the bond that you share. I want someone to look at me like you looked at her. Full of love, you know? You can't offer me what I want so I'm just...stuck. I don't want to be ignored. I don't want to be reminded that I am unloveable." Anthony's expression softens and he lets go of my jaw, his hand moving to my arm instead, "Violet. You are not unloveable. You're right, you deserve someone who treats you better. I wish I could pretend but that's not the type of person that I am, I don't give false hope to people. With that being said, you are exceptionally beautiful and I wish you could see that." I raise my eyebrows in shock, "Say that

Sincere snapped and he sounded as if he was crying "Maybe I did. You know how I feel about you and yet you dress like that. Your fucking shirts and pants are so tight outlining your ass. You sway your hips as if you're teasing me. You expect me to believe you don't want me?" The so called Mr Wilson asked with a tsked. "You're a sick delusional bastard. Get your hands off of me" Sincere screamed at him. There was shuffling in the room then I heard something break.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

To celebrate the bumper harvest, the town mayor, Harold Boone, organized a movie screening. Tom had gone to Evervale City to deliver potatoes to our children that day. Not wanting to go alone, I skipped it. On the way to the screening, my neighbor, May Collins, called me and told me to hurry up, saying she had something juicy to tell me. She couldn't resist her gushing dramatics, and my interest was piqued. When I got there, I was practically blinded by the brilliance. My goodness! The entire village, young and old, gathered together, intently watching a movie. On the screen was a pornographic film.

What the email had not said was that Phoenix would arrive in worn boots and a flannel shirt with a notebook already open, look around the archive room with an expression of pure delight, and say before even setting down her bag, “This building smells like my favorite kind of problem.” Cressida looked at her over her glasses. “Good morning,” she said. Phoenix looked at her. Brown eyes, sharp, the particular alertness of someone who noticed things and had learned to notice faster. She smiled, not apologetically. “Sorry. I do that. Lead with the weird thing.” She set her bag down and held out her hand. “Phoenix Hart.” “Cressida Vale.” She shook the hand. It was firm. “The collection is through

"Well I read but not all the time due to my busy schedules. I do have some favorites" "Recommend one then." Jax went to a shelf and brought out a book which he gave to Ricciardo. "The Villain's redemption by Winwrite." Ricciardo read out the title. "Yes, it's a great book." "What is it about?" "It's about a villain who did a lot of bad things due to his misunderstandings. But he realized his mistake, changed his ways and had a good life." Jax informed him. "It's a nice plot, why do you like it though?" Ricciardo asked.

“No… Not really. I can't trust his sweet words so soon, especially after what Stephen did to you.” She didn't have to bring my ex boyfriend into this, I did not like that. “Not every guy is like Stephen,” I said as my eyes danced around the party, wanting to distract myself in every possible way. “Yes, not all. But most of them are a bunch of cunning people who just want to have us on their beds.” “Maybe.” I said. Stephen might have been an asshole, but I am certain Damian wouldn't be one. The man was so fucking organized, it almost seems like he does not make mistakes.

At one glance, he looked even more charming than those top-notch celebrities in edited photos. Seeing that Stanley had returned, Xyla quickly stepped forward. “Let’s go,” Stanley said as he naturally held her hand. Xyla, who seemed aglow, and Stanley looked even more striking as a couple when they stood next to each other compared to male and female protagonists in idol dramas. They appeared to be perfect matches for each other. They were also most like the prince and princess who walked out of a royal banquet. After walking out of their luxury villa, Stanley drove Xyla in his black Bugatti Veyron to the Quest family’s residence next door.

My Dearest Fiance, The weather is warm here. I think you would enjoy yourself. The country is beautiful but I'm afraid it pales compared to you. The estate I am having built is a fine one I think you will be pleased with it. A stable is also being built behind the estate. The main house is close to the beach. I know how much you like to swim. Inside is a flower I preserved that I found on the grounds. I hope you like it and I hear from you soon. Francis Ravenport

"𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝒹... 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁"