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Vanilla 82- Vanilla
When we get to school and I look around, the first thing I notice is if Chocolate did this, if it had been his idea, he's demented but talented as hell. The whole place looked truly haunted. The lockers look different, like touching them would take you somewhere else and it gave off this vibe that made me stick closer to them before something bad would happen. At the time, I had no idea I should have stuck closer. Chocolate of course, took a thousand pictures of us, Mel and I being about nine hundred of them before my phone begins to blare up with comments. Is that a topaz gemstone collar??? Carl's wearing a fucking gold collar! I want one too!! Channing is wearing a fucking citrine stone collar! You know how expensive that shit is?! Strawberry has never failed to disappoint. I mean, look at him rocking my two year allowance around his neck. That's got to be real pearl, right? I look up at Chocolate who's scrolling so fast on his phone it's crazy he even knows what he's doing
Vanilla 83- Vanilla
We both turn as Caramel walks to us, a worried look on his face, "I was looking everywhere for you." "Sorry, I—" I look at Kai, then back at him, "How'd your picture thing go?" "It was fine." He says then turns to him, "Hi, Kai. I thought you weren't coming anymore." "Yeah. Uh, Vanessa texted me saying she wasn't alright so I just said I'd check up on her." He says, smiling, "I should be on my way right—" "No," Caramel cuts in immediately, his voice soft, "Please. Stay. There's a game about to begin and Vanilla's supposed to play but since she's indisposed right now, you could help play in her spot." Is it— Is it just me or is Mel not stuttering? Kai looks at me, then back at him, "I don't know. I told my Mom I'd be back early." "Don't worry. It won't be long," Mel says, then looks at me, a paper in his hand, "Coco says I should give you this." I take it from him, about to open it before he snaps suddenly, "Don't open it!" When I look up at him, he adds while lowering his eyes
Vanilla Someone
She watched them through the screen of her computer, her face curling into a smile at the looks on their faces. They were happier now. Happier than they had ever been. Happier than anyone would have ever thought. She could remember when she first got them, how they were. Even she, hadn't thought they'd change this much. Her smile began to vanish as she realized that it was soon going to change. The door to her office opened and a man walked in. He had the same skin as hers, with the slight accent she used to possess as well though it was gone a long time ago, wearing a lab coat and gloves as he stared at her, his face down, "It is time." She nodded, taking up a small box and removing the contacts from her eyes before looking up at him, a miniscule amount of regret pooling around her stomach as she stood and walked to the male. He didn't move, of course, she was faster, he had seen it with his own bare eyes. He let her hold up his right hand and did his best not to scream out in
Vanilla Somewhere
It only made sense that Ilya stuck to Edward like glue afterwards. Genuine curiosity filling her everytime she saw him, everytime she looked at him. Though it was only in the shadows she stayed with him most of the time, due to the colour of her eyes, she knew that this man, cared for people, even though they hated him. So on the third month, she told her godfather the truth. "I cannot kill him." Of course, he wouldn't believe it. "Why? Does he have a special weapon? A trick?" "No. I just—" She took in a small breath, "Cannot." No Drasknes would ever dare to report a failed assignment, but then again, Ilya had been so perfect and resourceful that he could forgive her this one time, "Very well, I shall assign someone else to him" But she wouldn't have it, "No." "No?" Strauss stared at her, his hands squeezing the handle of his seat. Ilya did not feel fear looking at the man she had grown to feel a sort of kin feeling for, rather, she felt guilt, "None of you, shall harm him."
Vanilla AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hello, it's me, the author again. Vanilla has been divided into two parts, for good reasons, I promise, which means this would be Book one. Book Two is five years after Book one and would be posted soon enough. I shall also be working alongside someone so they might be, certain things you wouldn't have expected from me. This is the Excerpt of the Book two. ~ "Thank you." He takes the money with a curt bow of his head, driving out to the road while I adjust my tweed jacket, my eyes looking up at the building with a dome having shiny lights coming out it's window. A smile comes on my face now. Good, I didn't miss it. I cross the road and walk to the entrance, the bald man standing there moving his eyes around my clothes before he says in accented English, "You should not be here." I smile and reply in japanese, "Call someone then. I am here with my card, of course, but you would believe I stole it, and do not look so surprised. Call Nanami, he's the head guard here, isn't he? T
Vanilla Sneak peek: 1- Carl
There are things you remember when you're laying on your bed at seven am in the morning, surrounded by five teddy bears and one mouse plushie on your lap while you stare at your ceiling. You remember that you liked to sleep in between warm bodies and wake up with different scents and sounds around you. You remember that you liked to hear the sounds of doors closing and opening with loud voices ringing through the rooms in the hallway. You remember you liked the noise made when you're seated at the table when you had breakfast with the people you thought were family. You remember... That you never appreciated that, until now. "It's been five years," My hand brushes Hailey, as I keep looking at the intricate designs on the ceiling. There's light coming from the window behind me, making shapes on it while everywhere is completely quiet, the only noise being the sounds of birds chirping on the tree next to my window. "Things like this, you grow to get tired of it." I raise her up
Vanilla Sneak peek: 2- Channing
I get to the museum, my guards waiting come to my car as I park it while one of them opens the door for me before I walk out. An umbrella is put over my head as it's raining before I adjust the brown coat over my body and walk into the building. The security guard opens the door and I enter, the marble floor and glass walls reflecting the vases of flowers around the place as a lady walks to me and says in a small voice, "Welcome back, Mr Frye." I smile at her, "It's nice to be back, Miss Salas. What beats seeing the world's most beautiful art work and my reflection, hmm?" She gives a small chuckle, "Glad to see you came with your humor as well, Sir. This way." She walks ahead first and I follow. The Museum is a four floored, heavily guarded building, which is quite understandable. All things considered, Aeria had the most artefacts in the world, since the first Vale, Roshnik the first, had been a hoarder of treasured items. Even earning the nickname 'Pirate' from his close frien
Vanilla Sneak peek: 3- Channing
"Yes." His voice comes out in a breath and I smile, touching the redness on his ass hearing him groan. "How long have you fantasized me fucking you, mhm?" I keep touching the redness of his ass slowly, hearing him moan more before I hit him again. He lets out a loud gasp, panting now as I say, "How long have you fantasized me fucking you?" As he speaks, his body shakes a bit. "T-Three months." I grin, "Oh, you fucking pervert. That must mean three months of submitting that form. Every day. Never giving up, isn't that right? You're such a dirty old man. You're lucky I'm in a good mood. I should reward you for being so persistent, yes?" He nods frantically, "Y-Yes, please." I bend now, squeezing both his cheeks hard now before I push them open, "But I'm going to have to make you beg for it. Let's see how desperate you are." My tongue goes to his hole first. It's still so tight and covered so I run my tongue gingerly around it. Taking my time to get his tense muscles relaxed as I k
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