클래식 Novels & Stories

A minute later Rodrigo dragged the big olive green canon and Pete's eyes widened with fear. "So, the godfather dies like this..." Blair said as she gestured Pablo to remove the tape from Pete's mouth. "What are you going to do? Don't do this!" he pleaded in fear and Blair seemed to stay impassive. Expressionless. Tough. Arrogant. These were the words to describe Cliterella...she is called by this name for a reason. "Isn't it amazing that one tiny egg and one tiny sperm can make one massive twat?" she spoke in a mocking tone and the man didn't answer.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.

Oh right, I almost forgot about it. I laughed at my forgetfulness and suddenly remembered Kousei from Your Lie in April. He was beyond amazing even though the music he played were all classical songs which I'm not totally familiar with but still, the way he played the piano, it was full of emotions. He looked like a rockstar. He was banging his head from different angles and pressing his hands on the piano like he was drumming. It felt like something inside me has connected with Kousei while watching him perform. It felt like I was starting to see my emotions dancing in the air.

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

Cain pulled the knife from the sheath and held it up to observe it. The blade glinted in early morning sunlight that drifted through the windows. Cain placed the knife on the ground and slid it over me. It stopped just shy of my foot and I leaned down to pick it up. Examining it, I knew it was definitely a military-grade knife. "It's an Ari B'Lilah," Cain said. "It's an extreme use combat knife with the toughest and strongest penetrating point possible and one of the finest tactical combat weapons made in the world today—-specifically for the world's most elite counterterrorism unit, the Israeli YAMAN."

"Sir, is this clause okay? It looks a little confusing." Alicia pointed at the document. Axel approached her to check and immediately smelled a sweet scent; it was his secretary's perfume. Alicia waited for Axel's response, but since she didn't hear it, she turned to look at him, and there they were, staring into each other's eyes, inches from their mouths. Neither of them lowered their gaze; neither said anything, just stared at each other. It was the first time they had been able to hold each other's gaze. "Come in."

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.

He also closed his eyes, took a deep breath of Kalyana's perfume. Before long, only the soft roar of four Rolls Royce Trent 900 engines reverberated in the cspac, as all business class passengers fell asleep in the dark. ***