"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this ye...
I felt his nose run up and down along jaw and collarbone. Every few seconds he left soft kisses that made shivers run through my body. His arms were wrapped around me tight, still they were tightening around me pulling me closer to him. "W-what d-do you w-want?" I whispered to him. I hate that I stuttered. His arms...
Marinette is thrilled. She's spending her afternoon at the museum with Adrien, and even Manon's unexpectedly tagging along with them can't tarnish her happiness. After all, what can go wrong for two seventeen-year-olds watching over a seven-year-old? Turns out, a lot of things. ------ This is an illustrated fa...