Novel & Cerita To Blaive

Blair clicked her tongue in boredom as she was too tired for any kind of argument. "I didn't say anything, princess," Blaze raised her hands in surrender as she walked towards her. "I'm not interested, Blaze," with that she turned around to go back in her suite when she realised she had her strawberry pie in the fridge. Blair walked to the fridge and opened the door looking around for the pie. When she couldn't find it, she cursed her brother. Later in the middle of the night when Giovanni was sleeping cuddled with the baby mama, his phone buzzed nonstop.

END Hello, author here. This is my first time to ever leave any notes but please forgive me if I made any inconvenience to any of you. In any case, this is the end of volume 1 of BLAIR. I am terribly sorry for the slow updates and short chapters, but I will try to improve. Thank you for all your support so far and prepare for volume 2, The Great Sandcastle!!

Her black hair was braided straight down and reached the curve of her back. "You know staring is rude." Illiad said putting her knife down and turning to look at him. "Tell me, love, what's on your mind?" She asked and Weaver let out a sigh, "Alex is worried about us being attacked by rouges, I don't blame him but we haven't seen a single rouge since we've gotten here."

Matty walked Briella to the podium and tapped her elbow lightly to stop her in front of the microphone, and Lila marveled at the small system they had developed with one another. “My name is Briella,” she began, and the entire gathering went so quiet you could hear the wind move wistfully through the trees. “My friends call my Brie,” she explained and then Azreal’s worst nightmare began to unfold, “she’s blind,” someone yelled from the crowd and as Azreal began to growl Briella touched her father's arm but addressed the crowd.

Rivana asked, staring out the window at the bloodstains on the ground below. “Yes. I’ve tormented that bitch more times than I can count. If anything, I know she’s not the type to take the easy way out,” Blaire said, folding her arms. “I see,” Rivana murmured, her eyes narrowing. “I’ll begin.” “Try not to cause a scene,” Blaire warned gesturing to jade’s slippers. Rivana gave a slight nod and inhaled deeply, placing jades slippers into a magic circle she watched on the ground, her lips moved in a low whisper, quoting incantations. Blaire didn’t understand the words, but she could feel the air change.

People were calling me a plagiarist and were attacking me on every social media platform I had. Additionally, the number one trending topic was #GenuisPaintressLeahRivers. It turned out Skyler had spent a fortune to make Leah's art show a trending topic. People were singing her praises in the comments and calling her an art prodigy. I tapped on the hashtag and looked at photos of Leah's art show. Due to my blurred vision, I stared at them for a long time until my left eye became sore. That was when I saw that most of her work, including the details and inspiration, were blatant copies of my work. Yet, everyone thought she was the victim.

I wasn’t taking any chances. “I’m blind, dear. I can’t see whatever it is you are trying to hide, and heavens be damned if you think I will let you out of my sight for a split second. If you have every intention to take a shower, you better get to it right now,” I replied, and Vesta sighed in defeat.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.