Unikitty Master Frown Novels & Stories

Minus mocked. “I’m good, thanks,” I shot back through clenched teeth. “Alright, Minus, you don’t have to be an asshole, she didn’t ask you to be here, I did,” Uncle Cutter said. “And why exactly is that, Cutter?” Minus snapped. “Hey, shithead! I may be high, but that don’t make me some peace-lovin’ hippie. You’d better stow that fucking attitude before I start rethinking you coming back here.”

That pleasure surged through me like a tide, and I couldn't help laughing out loud. At nine in the morning, Oliver sent me a video. In it, Jason stood in the middle of the conference room, drenched in sweat, staring helplessly at the error-filled code projected on the screen. "Jason, aren't you an algorithm expert?" Peter's mocking voice came through the video. "This little problem shouldn't be too hard for you, should it?" Jason's face was ashen. His lips trembled, but no words came out. "I… I need time to analyze it…"

I add a wink emoji. He sends back a fire emoji immediately, “Are you trying to get me hard here?” “I am saying my period ended.” I was so mad when I see that the pad I used overnight came up empty, I had groaned and cursed the universe. “You better hope I have three days to spend here Kitten, you will pay for tempting me.” I giggle to myself, impatiently waiting for the punishment, whatever it may be. “I got you something. lol.”

Just clocked out. My bestie, Chloe, texted. Begging me to go wild with her at a bar. I collapsed onto my bed. Exhausted. “No way. My legs are jelly. I can’t tonight.” I splashed some water on my face and stared at my reflection. Pale. Drained. Suddenly, I knew I needed a release. Anything to forget my inhuman, tyrant werewolf boss. I grabbed my phone again, ready to text Chloe. I wanted to type: “My whole body aches. No energy for the bar. I desperately need a rough, deep-tissue massage session tonight.” But my brain was fried. I just typed: “Just need a rough, deep session tonight.” Five minutes later, my screen lit up. But it wasn't a message from Chloe. It was from my cold, untouchable A

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People who thought their opinions mattered. "I guess after hearing certain things for long enough, you start believing them." Ryan frowned. "What things?" Olivia shrugged. "You know." "No." She hesitated. Then laughed awkwardly. "That I'm not pretty enough. Not good enough. Not whatever enough." Ryan stared at her. For several seconds he didn't say anything. Then he shook his head. "That's ridiculous." Olivia smiled sadly. "Maybe." "No." His voice was firm. "It's not maybe." She looked at him.

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What am I going to say? "I asked you what are you doing here?" Lucas snapped with a frown. I took a breath, trying to gain control over my rapid heart rate. "Master wants you in his office," I lied with the first thing that came into my head. Lucas's beady brown eyes narrowed. I stood my ground and stared straight into his eyes. His eyes flickered past me towards Kandel, who still laid almost dead on the floor. "Can't you knock," he said, irritated. "I am sorry Sir." I almost breathed a sigh of relief when he hesitantly yet suspiciously nodded.

“I can't fucking believe a growling stinky mutt can make the master of the whole world run around with a face-changing spell…” I complained, rubbing the back of my nape with my palm and that stinky little vampire let out a seductive laugh, his eyes glittering with excitement and eyebrows dancing with amusement as he listened more to my non stop grumbling… “Fuck! If it wouldn't have been for ending up exposing my fucking identity as The Master of this freaking world and a wizard in front of that dumb ass hot as hell mutt who thinks I am a mere human he can claim as he olease, which might risk my god damn mission, I wouldn't have gone through the dang trouble of changing my gorgeous face.”

“Master Uji, how can you do this? Why can’t you accept your failure? You should honor your word!” “Shut up! Don’t call me your master! Do you think I want to teach you? I had a deal with Tiffany!” Uji Quin scoffed impatiently and disdainfully, his glare matching the aura. “With your skills and ability, I wouldn’t have agreed to teach you if Tiffany didn’t agree to sleep with me!”