《YOUR HIGHNESS》AESTHETICS
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Blonde hair.
Emerald eyes.
Loves simple yet elegant things.
Loves to read books.
Chocolate brown hair.
Ocean blue eyes.
Doesn't like socialising.
Bossy and straightforward.
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The Kissing Game
Zoey Adams couldn't care less about The Kissing Game. Now that it's their last year, her classmates are going crazy over the game where a single kiss is passed around frequently, going through student after student, with whoever has the kiss last being the winner. This game has been going on since her freshman year, and Zoey finds it ridiculous. She wants nothing to do with it, but one fated day, she somehow ends up with the kiss. But because she's who she is, she simply keeps it, putting the game on pause. This leads to many angry players of the game and boys chasing after her, wanting to win the game. Axel West is the most determined out of the bunch, and soon Zoey's once boring life turns into one big hectic game of its own.
8 115Make Way for the Villainess
Waking up in a room surrounded with luxurious things, her maid called her attention, Lady Frencheska she said, but that is not her name.. Recalling her dream a minute ago, she was sure that was her original life. Reaching the success yet... in the end she was like a pet used by her parents for their own selfishness. Her hands gripping the sheets firmly, she swallowed her own saliva as she realize what her situation today. As she got up from the bed and to the mirror of the vanity, her eyes widened. 'How could this happened' she thought, millions of questions running inside her head that she have gone crazy if she keeps on going. One thing for sure, this face, this character design is the same as the antagonist of the novel she have read! Her knees became weak and stumbled to the floor, her hands reached to her neck as she remembered the end of the antagonist, death by the guillotine. "Your highness!" Her maid rushed to her side. Before she could answer, the loud bang of the door opening interrupted the concerned maid. Four soldiers came as they draw their swords circling around the poor lady as she was held by her maid. A man with a look of disgust and hatred was visible towards her as he uttered the following words. "Take her, and step away from her" The grip from her maid tightened around her, as she defends "No! I will not, nor will do anything you says!" "Very well, take both of them." As the guards start approaching them, the maid struggled as she watched her lady get taken. "This is nonsense! Lady Francheska did nothing wrong!" "Nothing wrong..." the man repeated, turning to the Lady held by two guards, he spoke what led the situation. "Francheska Del Von Hartpinjer, you are held responsible for the attempted killing of the crown prince." As the words reached to the 'now' Francheska, her face grew pale as she remembered what her friend have told her. This is the part where the antagonist is going to die.
8 104Between Reality: G.Y Aspect
What happens when three extremely knowledgeable and unique individuals step into the world? They change lives. They give the world hope. They make the world a better place. Many view them as highly intelligent people with multiple gifts from their uniquely wondrous capabilities and abilities. They are viewed as gods, but they are humans, and all humans have shortcomings. Theirs came from falling in love. The four-letter word proved to all that they were indeed humans just like the rest of them.Follow the lives of these three god-like beings in an epic inspirational and motivational book that is written in a different way and format from the traditional style of inspirational books.
8 190Frozen Tears
COMPLETED."What are you?" he asks, his deep melodious voice vibrating in my ears. I refuse to show him any weakness, any fear at all. I stare into those endless eyes."I don't know..." my body is covered in shivers when he lights up in rage and punches the brick wall behind me, creating a perfect dented hole, as if the wall was made of plaster."Don't test me, princess," he hisses, bending further in towards me. "You have no idea what I could do to you." he licks his lips, and I have just enough time to catch a glimpse of pointy teeth before a raging pain slices through my neck. ............... Emma Sanders is a seventeen-year-old girl, moving to a foreign town, one of those that you wouldn't find on a map, except maybe if you measured it by inches. But a secretive group of blood, fangs, and mystery has her attention, and it would destroy anything in its path to figure out what she really is. ...............Copyright 2014 - Sophia KjeldbjergNo part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronic devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanics or any other forms - without prior written permission from the author. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.
8 172The Insemination
"You where going to do what?" he shouts causing me to jump a bit. I look at his face and see anger on it. "I said I was thinking about it. I changed my mind," I rush to say. "I'm sorry." As he runs a hand through his hair he picks up the glass vase and throws it against the wall. Rushing past him, I hurry to the door. Once my hand is on the silver doorknob I pull it open only to have it closed. Turning around I meet his gaze. His normal blue eyes are now black with a hint of gold. "I think I should go," I say barely as a whisper. "Mine," he growls. "Yes, I know it's yours but-," I say but he cuts me off again. "Mine," he growls again. Before I have the chance to ask him what he meant, he hovers over my body, and before I have the chance to move, I feel sharp teeth penetrate my skin. Kicking and screaming, I try to move out of his grasp. Yelping out in pain, he finally takes his teeth out, and looks at me with his blue eyes. He looks at me in horror. "What did you do to me?"
8 249Got Married With A Kid / True Story
[ Consecutive #1 on #Islamic ]"Sometimes I wonder if you're really 14 years old or 41 years old? I grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room.Come on, let's go home."
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