Ziva Paperwhite Novels & Stories

"I might not be back tonight. But tomorrow morning, I'll bring you your favorite pastries, okay?" Just like that, he was gone. His tablet was still on the couch in the living room. Isabella picked it up, noticing that his WhatsApp was still logged in. Two minutes ago, a woman under the name "Little Tease" had sent him a picture. The woman was dressed in a bunny girl outfit—black fishnet stockings and bright red high heels. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, and she was licking her fingers seductively. Samuel: Want more?

The room smelled of perfume and powders. Sophia slipped inside quietly. Her eyes moved to the vanity table and the drawer where Vivienne kept spare cash. She needed money. She pulled the drawer open. Instead of money, several papers slid out and scattered on the floor. Sophia frowned, bent down, and picked them up. They were old and heavy. Curiosity got the better of her, and she opened the first page. Her heart almost stopped. Her skin turned pale, her hands shook, and her breath came fast.

But I don’t care now, I’m already in a trouble so it won’t add. I sat on the swivel chair and ohhh, it’s comfy. So I sat there and moved the pile of papers in front of me. And as I open it, the first thing I saw is a kind of a document of a beautiful girl. Is it like an application form? But I guess it not. Cause in an application form, you should be wearing something formal on your picture right? But why is this girl showing her cleavage? That’s nasty. I also do have a cleavage but I will never ever put it in a document dam it. I flipped the page to the next one and it’s also a document of a girl mentioning all their best sides.What the- Looks like these girls really did put their best pict

“Let’s go!” Jade was careful not to step on the small pool of blood surrounding the corpse on the floor. She averted her eyes, still shocked. That was the first time she had seen someone kill in cold blood. It wasn’t a pretty sight. “Faster!” Mei hissed. Moving faster, Jade followed Mei out of the cell and into an empty hallway. As they reached the end of the hallway, Mei raised her hand in a stopping motion. Jade noticed that Mei’s fingernails seemed longer than she remembered—in fact, they didn’t look like a normal human’s fingernails. Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat.

A file. Thin. Black. Placed neatly at the edge of the desk. His expression hardened. “No.” Elyra didn’t touch it yet. “Someone just left this here.” “Yes.” They exchanged a look. “Too easy,” she murmured. “Yes.” Then.... “Open it,” she said. Zevarion reached for it. Slowly. Carefully. He flipped it open. Inside.... photographs. Old. Faded slightly. But clear enough. Elyra stepped closer.

Filipo smiled. "Don't worry. Mr. Alfredo is with Mr. Leonardo," answered Filipo. Ziva smiled. Her worried face turned calmer. "Filipo, how did you know I live here?" Zivanna asked. She was curious. "I know from Mr. Leonardo. Alright, miss, I have to go immediately. Open the box immediately," said Filipo and stood up. Ziva nodded. "Thank you, Filipo," said Zivanna." Filipo nodded and smiled and then left. After Filipo left, Zivanna immediately opened the red box. A white rose and a card. There was writing on the card.

Drake laughed, and then whispered into Zac's ear, "Does your body feel the urge to explode?" Zac turned to face him and looked him square in the eye. "The only urge I feel is to kill you." And with that, Zac thrust his hand into Drake's chest, but before he could rip out his heart, the brunette vamp pulled Zac off and threw him across the room, as I stepped between them. In the flutter of a butterfly's wing, the brunette vamp aimed his Uzi at my chest, as Drake pulled himself from the ground, recovering. In a flash, Zac was on his feet. His eyes hard as steel, he stepped purposefully toward Drake when the brunette vamp pulled the trigger on the Uzi, and it was pointed at Zac.

Selina also quickly chose a chair opposite Wolfgang, her eyes fixed on the documents on the table. “Jenna Marie? Isn't this the dead girl on the side of the road I saw?" Wolfgang nodded as if admitting that. He began to speak with a piercing expression. “I hid her corpse. Present, no one has discovered this death, and I want you to replace Jenna Marie and live the rest of her life.” Selina listened without understanding, and she blankly walked out with a bewildered expression. Wolfgang saw it and continued to explain.

The last person I wanted to see. Regardless, I walked into the room, completely ignoring his existence. Ms White closed the door behind me using magic. “Ms Vanderbilt, please take a seat,” she requested. Ignore, ignore, ignore. I kept chanting in my head like a mantra. “Ms White, may I know what you need me for?” I inquired. “Yes, as a matter of fact, you are here because of Mr King,” she stated. Oh, goddess. What did he do now? “Mr King here is doing very poorly in his studies,” she commented as Aiden rolled his eyes.

Walker's body tense after he picked up the phone and after he ended the call he immediately grabbed his tablet. His fingers typed on the tablet, I noticed his body stiffened instantly when he read something on the screen. His eyebrows furrowed as he clenched his jaw. He handed the tablet to me the first thing I saw was my face. I read the headline ‘Who exactly is Violet Bria Hank?’ And read briefly what was written about me. It is a short article from anonymous journalism. From the title itself has revealed the real topic they are trying to point out. Surprise! Now that the world has found out who I am, no doubt I think Bianchi has also found out about this. I'm not interested in seeing the