Unikitty Bittersweet Mga Nobela at Kwento

A lady with smooth skin, crimson eyes, pink thin lips, and brown shoulder-length hair stood by the door. She wore a blue bodycon dress which matched her white bohemian earrings. Teddy removed his eyes on her and faced the wall. He rolled his eyes. "Do not tell me that you are thinking about that bit**ch again" she shouted in frustration. Bitc*h? That word did not sit well with Teddy. Even though he has a lot of women around him, it's Crystal who has the crown to his heart. She is an angel to him. Calling Crystal a bitch was like daring him.

Eddie Brock is you And I'm the suit, so call me— Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-W-When they get bit with the—) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-W-When they get bit with the—)

He wanted to see her in soft or bright colors, with a sparkle in her eyes, not dull and lifeless. “It suits you,” he said, in a low, almost cruel voice. He didn’t know why he said that; it wasn’t his intention. After all, he wanted her like this. Broken. Dull. That had been the goal from the start, but as he looked at her, so withered and lifeless, he realized something he hadn’t expected to feel. There was no victory in seeing her that way. No joy, no pleasure. Just a bitter weight in his chest.

He had thought that their last two days here would end up being a bad holiday, but who would have thought that it would all end this sweet. ***

"It's beautiful. Why is it called Butterfly Kisses?" The air was taken away from me, no one had asked that question before and I was adamant to answer it. But, how could I not give him the satisfaction? "Do you know where the Butterflies taste their food?" "In their feet." "Yes, you’re right. Thus, the song is about trampling someone under their feet." Yulian swung his head to the side somehow unable to comprehend the idea about the song. "But it was such a merry song." "Because there is sadness behind every merry smile." I turned my head away from him, for the rest of the night I refrained myself from talking. There was a heavy burden in my chest.

| The Encounter | TIME PASSED by without you even knowing it. The more you ignore the time, the faster it ticks. First day in College gone better as I expected. No hassle at all. I even meet new girlfriends which share the same interests as mine—Nena, a black American girl who loves coffee and books, Trix, a foodie blonde girl, and Evette, the fashionista. Though I was a bit left behind by being a sassy lady like Evette, still we share the same interests when it comes to putting light retouches on our faces.

I want to say a huge thank you to all of you for supporting me on this journey! I love you all!! We have reached the end of ‘Sweet Treachery’, and I must say that it was a rollercoaster! Enjoy!! She had a wonderful life Filled with love and light It all ended when her pack Was invaded by the Rogues She became a fugitive Lost both parents And had to pick up The broken pieces Of her life. She was taken by Devilio, Humiliated and disgraced

"I heard Mrs Knight and Mrs Jones called you Teen. But no, I won't call you that. Hmmmmm what about Auggie?" "Please don't." I won't let her. That nickname should be reserved for a retard. She laughs, "Why not? Oggy is cute." "I don't do cute." Even though I very much want to do you. "But Augustine is too long. Aww-gust-teen. See, three syllabus." "Augustine is fine." "Nooo it's too long. My tongue is tired just by pronouncing your name, how am I going to get through the date if I'm this tired?"

"I'm so sorry, Sarai." “It's okay." I said as I walked closer to him, but he took a few steps back. "Just stay away from me." He sighed as he wiped his mouth. "Evan, it's okay, it didn't hurt." I said as I walked towards him. “It's okay to lose control." "You're either crazy or just like dangerous." He chuckled. "I just bit you and you're saying is okay to lose control." "I guess both." I chuckled. "Let's go sit down, you'll need food and some sugar in your system. You'll feel a little-"

How could I be so inhuman? I slipped the phone into my pocket and rushed forward towards her. In a split second, I picked her up in my arms. She was burning with fever and I felt guilty for fighting with her instead of taking care of her. ‘What’s wrong with me?’ I couldn’t help but mutter. In her unconscious state, she rested her head on my shoulder and all the bitterness I had harbored in my heart ebbed away. I felt lighter, euphoric, like a little boy who got what he craved!