Novel & Cerita Vanitas X Noe

The kind of swimsuit that cost more than a car and looked like it cost nothing at all. “I was wondering when you’d show up,” Xavian said, pulling himself out of the pool. Water cascaded down his chest, and Nyx understood immediately why Vane had been friends with him. Xavian was beautiful in the specific way that made you forget about consequences. Like looking at him was a form of danger you’d willingly walk into. “I wanted to talk,” she said. “Alone.” “Vane’s going to lose his mind.” “Probably,” she agreed. “But he’s working on the Milan communications network, and that gives us about forty minutes before he realizes I’m missing.”

It carried the vanilla and tangerine notes of the white firs and ponderosas, interwoven with the spiciness of tree bark, and the freshness of the crisp breeze. It stirred the bloody and broken parts of my soul, the shards quivering as they sliced into my flesh. The girl I once was sobbed at the realization that she was getting everything she’d ever wanted, but that she could keep none of it. My wolf lifted her head and unleashed a sorrowful howl. Mate. “Mate.” Nox whispered as I reached the last step. His lips were just as soft and full as they were at fourteen. Even now, I was caught in his web, watching them dance over every syllable.

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Cian is so sure Stace is the purest of evil that regardless of what I say, nothing Stace tells me will be true. “What do you mean, I caught your entire apartment on fire!” I exclaim angrily, frustrated that he isn’t believing me after what I just did. Right now I’m confused, wanting answers I don’t have, and instead I’m here, arguing with “What’s going on?” Cian and I both turn around at the same time to see Noah approaching. With evening setting in, the sunset hues of tangerine and violet reflect of his dark clothing and dark hair, the shadows framing the contours of his face which are twisted into a frown. I probably look crazy, with slightly singed cuffs of my sleeves, the rest of my clot

“I don’t want to see you again.” His voice softened, almost pleading. “You really can’t…?” “No.” With that, I slammed the door shut. Though I was just on the other side of the door, Jared felt as though I was a million miles away. He stood frozen for a moment, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. “I won’t give up, Vanessa,” he muttered, his voice barely audible.

Take those porcelain platters back to the kitchen, you useless idiots! Cynthia Vane screamed, her voice echoing sharply off the glass ceiling of the Vance mansion's private solarium. I told you the orchids had to be white, not light pink! Do you want the Duchess of Valmont to think we are running a common garden show? Madam Cynthia, we changed them three times already, the head maid whispered, her hands trembling as she adjusted the silver tea service. The floral vendor said the premium white imports were completely recalled this morning by the customs authority.

His care for Chloe had always been so excessive that he'd deny even his own desires for her sake. And I had been their convenient shield—a prop in their story. "It's over, Jonathan. That's all." He reached for my wrist, his fingers cold. "No… it's not like that. Just listen—" "The wedding is canceled. My parents have agreed. There's nothing left to discuss." I could guess his last attempts to explain were only to preserve appearances between our families. So I made it clear. "The joint venture between our families—I've already transferred my share back. Any profit from it goes to your family. We're settled. There's nothing tying us together anymore."

"Seth was arrested." "I heard," Tiffany replied, rolling her eyes. "He's being charged for fraud and blackmail. Apparently, he was also involved with the woman who jumped off the building." "Willow," I said. The three of them fell silent, leaving their hands suspended in midair. "That's right… Willow," Quinn murmured as she placed her hands on the table. "One of our seniors during our freshman year. I even attended her funeral." "Me too," Rosalie chimed in. "Her mother was crying her heart out."

The big screen in the hall displayed several images of different people with all sorts of weird looks and forms. He pressed another button and the image of a particular girl expanded till it covered the other images. Her eyeballs are completely white it looks like she can't see a thing. " Meet Blind Bat, She's been blind from birth and was abandoned on the streets when the virus broke out. My scavenging team found her half dead on the streets and she was brought to me. She can't see with her eyes, but trust me, She knows all that happens around her through vibrations. Plus, she makes some silent noise like bats that makes her detect when there's an obstacle or object blocking her" he explain

"How can you even suggest something like that about me and Winter? It's not because..." "Stop! Just stop. I can't listen to another word, Xavier. You're making me sick. Get out now before there's nothing left of you in my heart." Noelle shoved Xavier back, shooting him a look that could freeze lava. "And don't you dare come back." With that, she fished her keys out of her bag, strode to the apartment door, flung it open, and disappeared inside. She felt like she would totally lose it if she spent one more second with Xavier.