Tisha X Scraps Novels & Stories

Tears escaped my eyes as thoughts of us flooded my head and the the thought of us ever being officially TOGETHER vanished. I'm an emotional wreck. I don't give two fucks about anyone or anything and I haven't eaten in weeks. Maybe I'm more miserable here than I was there. Who cares? Not me. I seriously don't care about anything anymore. I don't want anything to do with anyone. But the worst part is, I go back to school for the first time since I left tomorrow. Great. Ella's P.O.V Jack looked so sad and venerable yet so god damn fuckable. And since he's going on a fucking spree minds well get him while I can.

I smirked knowing my mate was getting hotter with time and her curves were getting out the more. “He is hungry, I'll be back.” Tasha said and turned to leave. My eyes didn't leave her back until she was far from me. I heard someone clear their throat and I rolled my eyes when I saw Vanessa snorting with her arms folded. “Is it only me that is seeing all this?” She asked. I walked past her to the couch and crossed my legs.I took out my phone to keep myself busy with the game till Tasha got back. “So you are just going to get back with her knowing she is a Hybrid?”

“Talia?” Talia stepped in, smudged fingers tucked into her belt. She smelled faintly of singed herbs; sometime in the grey hour she’d clearly been working. “I’ve woven three things we can actually carry without looking like we’re draped in charms,” she said. She tapped three small bundles on the rock—twisted cloth, each embroidered with a crooked hook. “First, these,” she said. “Ugly little ghosts. If someone tries to draw a circle under them, they’ll eat the shape from the inside out. It’ll look right, but the power will bleed sideways. Wrong colors, wrong feel. It won’t hold.”

It was stupid. "I..I..was just trying to talk off some crumbs..erhm...from your.. upper lips*he stammered. " Yes..I know..I forgot I had crumbs there. I would clean it up now"she played along dusting her mouth. She wasn't going to make this feel awkward between her boss and her. **

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

“I just want you to have everything this world can offer, everything you’ve never had before, Anna.” His words nearly brought me to tears. He said them with such care and sincerity. Something genuine. Alexei had offered me the same thing, but in a completely different way. Tisha suddenly appeared, drawing our attention. Her face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath. She immediately drank the water from the glass in front of her. “Oh well, there are plenty of handsome young men here,” Tisha fanned her neck dramatically. Gabriel’s sharp, cold gaze landed on her. “How many victims tonight?”

"Though I admit, dragging a billionaire through a dusty East Side warehouse at dusk was not on my itinerary for today." "Life is full of unexpected surprises," Tiffany quipped, turning around with two chipped ceramic mugs filled with steaming coffee. She handed one to him, their fingers brushing briefly in the confined space. The contact sent a sudden, electric jolt straight up her arm, making her breath hitch. She masked it instantly with a sharp smirk. "Drink up. We have blueprints to mark up before midnight, or Marcus Vance is going to have a field day tearing my sourcing schedule to shreds tomorrow."

"Grab the ones from the lower shelf. The top's all dusty—I'll handle it later." "Got it." As Tisha pulled out the files, a few loosely attached photos tumbled out. She stooped to pick them up. As the images came into focus, a sharp chill flashed in her eyes, her lips pressed into a thin line, and through clenched teeth, she hissed a name. "Neve!"

As she watched John walk away, Tisha wondered if his words were meant to make her feel better because they didn't. She couldn't ignore her hunger anymore and ate the food John bought for her. She looked inside the bag of snacks and saw that there was more than one meat pie inside. She could not bring herself to eat it so she tied the bag and kept it beside her. After a while, she saw Mira descending the stairs and walked up to her with the bag of snacks.

”I look like a zombie “She laughed twisting her waist . She check her phone but was disappointed seeing no message from Dylan .She walked to the bathroom dragging herself . “Hey you busy ?”Her manager ,Susan asked peeping in . “Not really .Just scrolling through social media .Dylan have been ignoring me “Rissa replied. Susan signed and sat on the bed beside hers .Yeah ,Susan also understands sign language . One of the reason why they got along pretty quick.She and Rissa are really close and Riss takes her as a best friend telling her about a lot of things .