Tin Tin Novels & Stories

Tinu acknowledged with glee and bright eyeballs. With a blushful face, she beamed sighting Mark stepping in as he stood gallantly beside her mother. One could call him Cynosure with tall frame, light - coloured skin and beardline that runs thingly from below his ear to his chin. "To Flinch, it's a great honor to be awarded this and Love, Mark - I'm glad I met you. For easing my worries and relieving my soul; I crave to be yours fully! To my friends who are not present but are organising something else for me, they are the best! Thanks all! " Tinu Solanke concluded, revealing sparkling set of white teeth as she raised her glass in accord with others.

I gulped. "Ohhhh... who's this?" Tiff-any gushed while walking towards us. Immediately, everyone turned their attention to her as she came to a stop beside Lucian. I stared her dead in the eyes before replying "My boyfriend". She raised a brow at me like she didn't believe me before returning her attention to Lucian who was looking at me with amusement dancing in his eyes. Ignoring me, she placed her hand on his chest, trailing it down to his stomach. "Hi," she purred, biting her lips. "I'm Tiffany".

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”