Tisha X Scraps の小説・ストーリー

Scrapper, what goes on between them is none of your fucking business. Piss off. – Spider “Are you going to join me?” “Only if you want me to.” Riffraff answered. Biting her lip, Taz contemplated. It was tempting. But she was not sure if she was ready for that yet. If they were in the shower together, she was pretty sure that she knew where it would lead to. “I said no sex until I won. I didn’t win on points tonight. I won.”

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 29✨ . ✨Semi-Finale✨ . 🔞🔞🔞 😎Reece😎 She land back on the bed with as I laid on top of her staring into her beautiful eyes.

The clatter of forks against plates echoed through the kitchen, a symphony of post-dinner cleanup as she continued to stack the used plates into the dishwasher. The last of the plates was her late grandmother's chipped plate. She held it in her hands for a long time with a nostalgic smile as fond memories about Ma Gloria Harrison rushed back at her. She put the plate in the dishwasher and closed the door of the machine with a soft click. Tasha paused, her gaze lingering on a carrot stick lying on the oak worktop in the middle of the kitchen. She hummed the lyrics of a popular song to herself as she removed the carrot stick and dropped it in the garbage bag under the sink. Then she wiped down

TAHLIA The two best friends could not get enough of each other, they kept on chatting and gisting. It’s over an hour now since they’ve seen each other and everything and everyone seems to Evaporate as they kept chatting away. Grinda was crying like a baby at first when she saw the unbelievably beautiful state that her friend was in, “you! Tahlia.. see your shiny crown… it’s made of real diamonds…” she touched it playfully and screamed dramatically.

"Ripping the dress off. She said she couldn't breathe in it." Chris winced. The next sound was more violent. There was snipping and cutting. Tasha reappeared barefoot, and the wedding gown hacked to pieces. The scissors were still in her hand. Her bra strap had snapped, one sleeve hung off her shoulder, and her eyes were bloodshot but dry. "Chris," she said. "Can you take me to the apartment?" He blinked. "Now?" "Yes. I need to get my things." "I'll come with you," Debby said quickly.

I wasn't doing this! “Ashley, you have to talk about this!” “NO. STOP. GET OUT!” I throw a hand out at Tasha. She is ripped from her feet and is sent crashing through the wall. The humans around her scream and rush around, trying to get away as Tasha stands, dusting herself down like she had just fallen over. Wiping the blood from her nose. The lights flicker above her as rubble from the ceiling falls. She stands staring at me as the wound on her head knits itself together.

Julian asked, his voice softening as he smiled at Tisha. Aha! Two faced jerk! You’re such a talented actor! I bet you could win a Best Actor Award if you were an actor! Tisha's hand shot out towards Julian, her smile radiant. "Hi! My name is Tisha, Yna's best friend and sister for life!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement. Julian's smile grew wider as he shook Tisha's hand. "Nice meeting you, Tisha. I'm Julian, Yna's—"

“Tasha, skipping meals isn’t heroic; it’s stupid. At least eat this pastry while it’s still warm.” “I will.” “Tasha…” Claire’s tone shifted, a mix of concern and exasperation. “Claire, I promise, okay?” Tasha cut in, hoping to appease her. Claire gave her a long look before sighing. “Fine. But if you collapse from hunger, I’m not carrying you out of here.” “I’ll keep that in mind,” Tasha replied, forcing a chuckle. The hours ticked by as Tasha dove into back to back meetings, emails, and phone calls. The team had been working on finalizing a major project, and every detail required her attention. Despite Claire’s insistence, the pastry sat untouched on her desk.

She took him in hand, her touch cold and clinical, and guided him into her mouth without hesitation. Vivian’s breath hitched in horror. Jasper’s growl of rage filled the room. Julian’s face twisted with disgust. But Tasha, Tasha’s world shattered. “Kachi, no!” Tasha screamed, thrashing against her bonds, tears blurring her vision. “Stop! Don’t do this!”

She reached to her side and took a small container. The insides of the container shook when she lifted it up and put it against the light of the moon. The glass bottle reflected the gentle light. A sinister smile spread on her lips when she saw the white pills inside the bottle. Then, she read the label of the pills. Aphrodisiac. Again, she chuckled. Dalia opened the bottle and took one of the white pills. Her long slender fingers carried the aphrodisiac pills and gently dropped them inside the bottle of red wine.