Tisha X Scraps Novels & Stories

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.

They squealed and shrieked, hugging Viola and Anya. " So Good to see you both." Tash remarked. Tash was a part time waitress at a restaurant as she went to university where she did biochemistry. She was the nerdy and geeky part of the group. She always dressed up neat and simple, didn't go out much with boys and never took hasty decisions. " Oh my lovelies. Look at you." Jess said clapping her hands together in excitement. Jess played tennis. She was known for her flirtatious character and was famous among boys as she adorned the most fabulous body.

Tristan looked shocked for a second as he took my hand and started to walk towards what I presume to be the kitchen. “We aren’t feeding you scraps, your skin and bones as it is. You need to eat to gain some weight and to gain that muscle. Who fed you scraps? I remember you mentioning you were with another group?” he sounded absolutely disgusted that I had only been given the scraps and leftovers from the other group, I can’t fault him that wasn’t a nice experience.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from behind us. "Kayden! Mr. Shaw!" We turned. Alisha came running toward us, slightly out of breath. She looked at me, then at the massive model in Xavier’s arms, clearly struggling to process what she was seeing. "Honey, you didn’t go clear out the Patek Philippe boutique, did you?" she asked cautiously. I rolled my eyes and waved my phone smugly. "Clear what out? I just had dinner and stacked coupons with reward points. I saved $20!"

Rosalina asked emphasizing each word "Cause he wants to sort things out with you Rosalina ..." Mae answered "Sort what out?" Rosalina asked giving an amused expression. "He still loves you Rosalina " Tristan answered "Love? Me?" Rosalina asked sarcastically and then laughed "You call this love?" Rosalina said pulling her t-shirt showing the scars on her neck and hands "Tell me you call this love!? Then tell, who the fucking hell treats the one they love this way?!" She said loudly

After hours of trying to prepare the simplest possible dish, Michelle heaved a sigh of relief. Goddamnit! No one told her cooking a meal was this hard. Grabbing a disposable towel, she wiped off the layer of sweat that covered her face. All thanks to the internet else she might have been stuck in the kitchen for life. Damn that stupid stepsister of hers for spoiling the man with her food! Dishing out the meal in a bowl, she re-entered the dining room, putting on her brightest smile.

"Don, the knife work was lethal. If you'd truly meant to kill me, I wouldn't be here breathing." A flicker of madness in Wade's eyes froze for a split second before he erupted into a wild laugh. His laughter twisted the scars on his face into something even more sinister. Out of nowhere, he lunged and clamped down on my wrist. His grip was so strong I thought my bones might snap as he tried to shake me off. However, the moment his fingers brushed the inside of my wrist, he froze. There, an ugly burn scar marred my skin. It was an old wound, shaped like a scorched butterfly.

_flashbacks continue_ {dialogue between Miriam(M) and Jessa(J)}. Jessa goes home and immediately asks to have a conversation with her grandma ~ M: hey kid, why have you come home so suddenly? Is your boss giving you a hard time?' J: no granny, I just want to have a brief talk with you.' M: oh. Make it quick then because I have to go and help Jennifer'. J: yeah right. Look grandma, I already know my true identity. Azrael already told me everything.' Jessa says to her grandma who just sighs and goes to sit down on a couch, patting the seat next to her for her granddaughter to sit.

“Yes, cancel the orchids, the roses are fine. No, we are not serving foie gras at the charity dinner. Do I look like someone who enjoys goose liver?” Elena shot him a look. “You’ve never even tried foie gras.” Nico gasped. “Excuse me, I’m a man of refined taste. I had it once in Paris.” She smirked. “At McDonald’s?” “Details, Elena. Details.” Meanwhile, Grayson was storming into Wolfe Enterprises, Jessica at his heels. “You missed two interviews last week,” Jessica snapped, flipping through her tablet in a hurry. “The board is sharpening knives, Ava is whispering poison into shareholders’ ears, and the New York Times wants to know if you’ve been domesticated.”

I woke to the sound of a bell. The high-pitched ding sounded again. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone, blinking my eyes to clear my vision. Right away I was slightly confused, I didn’t typically receive naked pictures of women. To my dismay when I had clicked the screen on it opened the message right away. Picture after picture had been flooding the screen. All intimate pictures of various positions of Mia, the woman Tadeas was escorting at the art show. There were at least 6 before I placed the phone back, face down.