Xiao X Scaramouche Novels & Stories

she asked softly, her voice was very strange at first because it was slightly hoarse from laughing evilly all day but then again, the bewitched zombie only felt his ears twitching in itchiness, it scratched the pitiful heart of Xia that loves silly and adorable people the most. "My name....?" he ask back, Xia was not angry with him for repeating her question but only pat the rough silver platinum hair of the zombie then rub it back and forth to smooth it out, she hummed gently that tickled the zombie dead heart, she was completely different from the little girl who was still ruthless a while ago and exploded a zombie neck along with its head with a crazy light on her phoenix eyes.

She really does act like a mother. "Mielly you are so dramatic!! But yeah, her excitement is accurate. Antoine Laurent is quite a big deal. It's worth your time Anatasia, trust me" She said and gave me a wink after. "Okay, Antoine Laurent it is" I said while raising both of my hands up like surrendering to them. --End o Chapter 2 --

Holding the bloodied knife, he charged at me recklessly, stabbing wildly. "You think you can escape me? I'll kill you—I'll kill you!" he screamed hysterically. Guests fled in panic, bumping into me as I tried to escape. But I was trapped, backed into a corner. Jake's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a mask of madness as he approached, gripping the bloody knife and looking like a demon emerging from hell.

Camila chimes. “This is….” I start. Talia smirks. “I know, girl. I know. It's time.” I hesitate, but then she grabs my wrist, forcing me toward the door. “No backing out now. Let’s go.” The second I step into the living room, I freeze. Because Xavier is here, waiting, looking at me like I’ve stolen the air from his lungs. And because I can’t breathe either. His hair—which is usually a tousled mess, falling into his sharp green eyes—is slicked back tonight. And somehow, it makes him look even more dangerous and enticing.

Saffron folded her arms below her chest, “Are you telling me this to arouse my curiosity?” “You’re a smart one. It’s shocking that a smart person like you could fall for madam’s scheme. I don’t like you, that’s a fact, but I think I owe you the truth… you are the 1346th young adult that was here to marry the young master…” “Gasp! What are you talking about?”

“Yeah?” I answered briefly. Sasha’s jade-spoked eyes widened with astonishment. She was barely able to control her gasp of surprise as she and Lucas exchanged a few shocked gazes. Lucas only sighed briefly as he mumbled in a low voice, “That bastard has some audacity!” He began to walk again, stealing the glance of the Paradise stall behind us. However, Sasha’s expression turned gloomy. She complained in a low tone, “I heard that Princess Eliza is a very cunning lady. How did you end up becoming his prey? That manipulative bastard!”

They were a strange ensemble: Scarlett and Xavier, Danny, Clara, and Kate. ​The food was extraordinary, but the atmosphere at the table was charged with the kind of energy that precedes a lightning strike. Kate poured wine, looking at Xavier with a nostalgic warmth that made Scarlett’s jaw tighten. ​"Eighteen months," Kate said, raising her glass toward Xavier. "And I never met anyone like her. You're very real, Scarlett." ​"Inconveniently so," Scarlett said, taking a sip of her wine. ​Xavier was focused on his pasta, his expression neutral, but Scarlett could see the way his eyes tracked her every movement. Under the table, she decided she was tired of the neutrality. She shifted her weight

I kept my smile fixed, my body language open and relaxed. “Would you like wine?” Damien asked. “I took the liberty of ordering a bottle of Château Margaux. I remember you mentioning you preferred red.” He remembered. Of course he did. It was a detail my character, Anastasia had mentioned in passing two months ago. The fact that he'd retained it, that he'd thought to order it. It was exactly the kind of gesture that would make a real woman's heart flutter. Good job Damien. I wasn't a real woman. Not tonight. Tonight I was Anastasia, and Anastasia would be charmed.

she asked softly, her voice was very strange at first because it was slightly hoarse from laughing evilly all day but then again, the bewitched zombie only felt his ears twitching in itchiness, it scratched the pitiful heart of Xia that loves silly and adorable people the most. "My name....?" he ask back, Xia was not angry with him for repeating her question but only pat the rough silver platinum hair of the zombie then rub it back and forth to smooth it out, she hummed gently that tickled the zombie dead heart, she was completely different from the little girl who was still ruthless a while ago and exploded a zombie neck along with its head with a crazy light on her phoenix eyes.

Storm remarked, already making his way towards an empty table. Scarlet's ears burned with embarrassment at his words, and she quickly followed him with determined strides. "What did you just say?! Give me my plate and leave me alone!" She attempted to snatch the plate from Storm's grasp, but he lifted it out of her reach. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at her mischievously. "Get it if you can." "Mister Scoville, if you have no one to play with, then find someone else and stop bothering me!" Scarlet retorted, standing on her tiptoes in an effort to reach the food.