Novel & Cerita Ziva Paperwhite

"Might I have a look at that paper, Sir?" He shook his head slowly, the beginnings of anger furrowing his brows. "That's six pence, love," and he, too, opened his palm, "Right here." "Come now," said Liziwe sweetly and, after a moment's hesitation, clambered up onto the crate beside him. The paper man shuffled, clearly uncomfortable with their proximity. His eyes darted this way and that as she laid a hand gently on his arm, a sheen of sweat breaking out on his portly face. "What're…" he began, but quick as a whip her nimble fingers flashed, and down she jumped, her prize clutched in her cunning grasp. A few scraps remained in his upraised fist, and he looked from it to her wary face in bewi

“I guess white is your favorite color.” “Yeah, but we’re not here to discuss our favorites,” he replied curtly. “Hope you memorized the way, because I won’t see you out.” Zeda gritted her teeth. So much for a compliment. “You’ve nothing to worry about.” “Good. Here’s your schedule.” He pulled a folded paper from his pocket and handed it to her. Their fingers brushed, and Zeda felt a jolt of static electricity. Adrian pulled his hand back as if he’d been burned.

"I have the evidence to end this. I could release it myself, but I want to bleed the person who started this. Take this information for free. Prove Ava’s innocence, but on one condition: tell the territories you tracked this scent back to Ariadne at the Nova Star Agency." Zavier’s eyes widened as he realized we were already ten paces ahead of them. He took the documents, and his jaw nearly hit the floor. The records were a map of Whittaker’s sins—names of minor she-wolves, dates, and crystal-clear images. "I’ll be honest," Zavier whispered, his greed warring with his fear. "Ariadne already paid us to release a fake image at noon. She wants the world to see Ava in Whittaker’s den. If you hadn

After Zeke bid 1.1 billion, Graham felt that he should raise the bar too, otherwise, he would lose this precious chance to obtain the Rejuvenating Pill. Thus, he gritted his teeth and said, “Since Mr. White has already bid 1.1 billion, I offer 1.2 billion.”

I heard him walking toward me, but instead of looking, I remained static in my doll pose. I could see him standing beside me, but only in my peripheral vision, because I didn't turn my head. Then I felt his breath on my cheek and heard him whisper, "I missed you, Claire." I knew I was trembling, but he didn't acknowledge that. Instead he walked around the table, inspecting me. I felt his hand lightly touch my arm. "Wow, Lisa is good. It looks like she gave you some upgrades. I see she installed the eye-blinking chip and the breathing module. I didn't even know they had those features available yet. And the body heat feature too ... very nice. But why did she deflate your tits?"

Right then and there, all I wanted was to get the hell out of that house full of lies and darkness. Past midnight, a ringing sound came from inside the study closet. A phone I'd never seen before was vibrating. I picked it up gently, and a thick layer of dust fell off. Inside were countless intimate photos of her and Pete. Videos of her holding flowers at his college gate while bystanders cheered her on as she chased after him. And a video of her laughing wildly after she finally won him over. It hit me in about one second. This was Jody's backup phone. She had gotten so comfortable because I'd been in the hospital for six months.

"That witch isn't dead yet, but she's going to be soon! Now, more importantly, I've got news! Portville has heated up again, so it’ll probably be our turn soon. Just wait! Those idiots are still stocking up on those useless down jackets and thermal blankets, so let's just watch them die from heat when they can't even get a single ice cube, haha!" Charles laughed proudly, Iris looked vicious, while Kate and Arthur both wore twisted, sinister expressions.

Isla on the floor, the snow beneath her was pink with blood. And then, standing tall before her was the huge form of the White Wolf. Bigger, more terrifying. Her claws were coated with pink snow. Before I could step forward to stop her, her claws slashed across Isla's belly and Isla let out a piercing scream. I froze on the spot, my blood ran cold as I felt a chill run down my spine. Even before I could fully react to that, the White Wolf lifted those blooded claws again and with a swift move, she slashed Isla's throat open. Stripes of blood spilled into the snow with the movements of her claw.

He had forgotten she was an apex predator. "You're bluffing," Chloe hissed, her voice trembling as she clung to Victor’s arm. "You don't have anything! She’s bluffing, Victor." "Am I?" Zara pulled a single, folded sheet of paper from the inside pocket of her crimson blazer. She didn't hand it to them. She merely held it up, allowing Victor to see the unmistakable Swiss laboratory crest and the highlighted chemical breakdown of Ethan’s blood. Victor’s breath hitched.

Unsure what to think anymore, Xavia retorted, “You… You’re lying!” “Figured you’d say that,” replied Ian as he handed Xavia a slip of paper… and when Xavia looked at it, her eyes instantly widened. The paper had a detailed timeline of Zivon’s investigation of Whitney, as well as what he had done after he found her… and shockingly enough, it explained Zivon’s three-day disappearance…!