Wrap Me In Plastic And Make Me Shine Novels & Stories

The sounds of Taylor Swift’s ‘Shake it off’, echo off the bathroom walls and I dance and sing into my curling iron as I get ready. “I stay out too late Got nothing in my brain That’s what people say. Mmm” This song is like my anthem. It’s what everyone on this campus thinks of me. I am just the dumb blonde charity case. Soon my hair is curled to perfection, and I finish my makeup. I have decided on a dark, smoky, eye and I smile at myself in the mirror; here she is. The girl I really am. Confident, sweet, sexy, and smart. The whole package as Derrick said.

My eyes skimmed the words quickly and eagerly. “I’m perfectly fine, A. Marked. Accepted by all. On Monday, I resume teaching, but in a new pack. In three days, we’ll report to the King. Take care of yourself and of the gifted rose. Only someone well known could have rooted it. But this one was special, because you are my strong girl, and it only needed to be felt through the shared bond. Oh, and A., Displays of affection can make even the Gods close their eyes. Xoxoxox,

Each crystal feels imbued with intent as if they are tiny fragments of a larger, unsolved riddle. Finally, she moves to makeup. A soft touch of iridescent blue eyeshadow graces my eyelids, making them pop like never before. Each stroke of the mascara wand adds depth to my lashes, rendering them almost feathery. When she applies a rose-tinted lip gloss, I feel like every aspect of my being is being highlighted yet also questioned.

her devious smirk started to dim low. “So, if you want to be a kill joy and kill the mood, go ahead, I dare you and see the consequences that would happen, your glory might last long for a while but remember that your threats are like a toothless lion’s roar, loud but harmless.” She froze, shocked and stunned by my words. I pushed her aside with a proud smirk on my face then turned back, “oh yeah, I don’t know if I ever told you this, but... I don’t do plastics.”

“I wish my mate was more like this! Where have you been, Luna!? “LunaLust for president!” I smiled, tilting my head just enough to let my silver mask catch the light. “Miss me?” I purred into the mic. A sea of YES flooded the chat. I hit play on my playlist, something sultry with a slow beat, and let my body move. This was where I felt the most myself, in the glow of neon lights, with a camera watching and thousands of people at my fingertips. No overbearing brothers. No Vander. No Knox getting into my head. Just me, my music, and the rush of control.

I looked exactly how I usually did except this version was a lot shimmering and beautiful . “ Of course I did ! I used some powder under your nose and chin . A little concealer to cover up the eye bags , I told you staying awake the night before your prom was a mistake. And I used your favourite cherry lip gloss … the clear one of course , I wanted to go with the glittering one but then “ she leaned closer so that her chin was resting on my shoulder “ I realised you don’t need it . Because you are beautiful enough as it is “

” I declared. “Oh you poor kitten, I'll watch over you.” I couldn't stop the smile that managed to spread across my face at his fun chest-slapping; I preferred it to his being angry since it fit him better. When I took the ice off, I reasoned that it wouldn't be swollen the next day and that a few medications would take care of the discomfort he would undoubtedly experience later. It's all better there. I grinned and gave the ice pack back. As I shut the freezer, the cool air pushed on my exposed chest, making me feel like I was in my underneath. My cheeks began to flush intensely as I realized I was only wearing a towel. I felt humiliated for prancing about almost naked.

I want you forever in my arms like this. I want to marry you and have lots of babies with you. And I will. By hook or by crook. I'll make mine by every means. I'm selfish and I can't help myself... Because I am a MONSTER, the Sexiest , billionaire MONSTER, and You are my POSSESSION, my Intoxicating Possession. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

All I know is now, I just want to be free to be me! I place my hand under my chin. “But who am I now? And what do I want to be free from? Let me see how I can put it. I think I would love to be liberated from contracts that list a bunch of dos and don'ts. Oh, my goodness! Being the face of my company and a wealthy billionaire! I must live and act in a certain way. It’s a rule not to be excellent. It’s sad to say all my billionaire and wealthy friends are rude—my image. I watch what I eat, I work out incessantly, and I must keep up with the latest fashions! That's life, being wealthy and part of the entertainment world. I'm hoping this vacation for a month will give me a break from all the pr

Ava. I stood before the mirror in the restroom, my fingers working methodically as I applied another layer of mascara. My reflection stared back at me: high cheekbones accentuated by a light dusting of blush, full lips painted a deep red, and eyes that seemed to smolder with a mix of resignation and defiance. I blinked, scrutinizing my work. The makeup was flawless, transforming me from CEO to red carpet ready in a matter of minutes. On any other night, I might have felt a twinge of satisfaction. Tonight, it left a bitter taste in my mouth.