걸크러쉬 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bastard! . .

I woke up to the scent of damp earth and the soft rustle of leaves. The sky above was pale, framed by towering trees that seemed to stretch forever. Ahead of me, a massive wall loomed, built entirely of interlocked tree trunks, its surface rough and intimidating. Skulls of beasts adorned the top like grim sentinels, their hollow eyes staring down at me. Scrawled across the structure in jagged black lettering, formed from ash and bone, was one word: KREEL.

*Clink* The claws of a nearby Walker slashed at Muscles’ tough skin and shattered like a piece of glass. Muscles merely stared at the Walker in disdain. His skin was not breached by the feeble attempt. All it had done was fuel his disgust. With a snort he slapped his large palm forward and effortlessly separated the head of the walker from its shoulders! *Bang*

What kind of mess I am in now? ***************

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

Zack walks in, and I internally groan when I see the file in his hand. I swear I can’t catch a fucking break. "Sir." He greets politely as he shuts the door behind him, and I wince. "I told you to just call me Alexander. You’re older than me." I complain as he crosses over the room. Zack chuckles as he pushes back the seat before me and drops on it. He slams the file on the table and wraps his hands around the arm of the chair, using his grip as an aid to drag it forward, the metal scraping against the tile. "I might be older, but you’re higher in power. It’s only respectful to–"

He had thighs that most girls would probably die for which looked perfect in the black slim-fit jeans he was wearing. JK on the other hand has a lot more gruffly with broader chest and bigger muscles compared to Josh. His black dress shirt was unbuttoned three buttons below, his chest peeking out as he leaned in. He has long hair tied and dyed in blue? And instead of leather dress shoes, he wore a pair of brown loafers. He has a piercing on the side of his brow making him look like a bad boy. “This is Yoo-Mi.” Josh resumed introducing me to the guys. Seokmin nodded and smiled politely while JK reached out his hand for a handshake. I shook it and felt him rubbing his thumb on my skin for just

6: Halfway to the bungalow Jim’s lungs were burning and his legs shook. He stopped and bent forward with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. He was more out of shape than he realised. Coming up behind him he heard the familiar rumble on either side of the path. There seemed to be two of them now. There was twice as much noise and the ground on either side of the path shook.

After ten years of pouring my heart and soul into the company and loving her so deeply, could it really be that all of it didn't compare to a childhood sweetheart who had suddenly returned? "William, everyone knows how much you care for Catherine. They've all been rooting for you, and now she brings her first love into the company to take the assistant director role that should have been yours. It's outrageous. You should quit and take the team with you," Lucas Grant said, storming into my office. He was the angriest about her betrayal this time, and to protest, he even suggested the entire team walk out and go on strike.

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.