“You can’t be serious right? You want to fight me just because I took down your favorite bakery shop?!” The villain exclaimed in disbelief, their jaw wide open.
The hero didn’t falter, frowning with their eyebrows and lips. “It had the best banana bread! You can’t just do that and not expect me to come find your ass!” The hero said, defensively.
The villain couldn’t help but find it cute, as they let out a laugh. “How about I promise to buy you the best bakery shop in the world?”
The hero took a step forward. “It doesn’t matter. I want the one that you destroyed.”
“I didn’t know.” The villain sighed, feeling like a helpless parent that had thrown an old toy of their child away, and now the child wanted it back.
The hero jabbed their finger to the villain’s chest, squinting their eyes. “You pay the owner to build it back, and I won’t fight you.” They demanded, staring daggers into the villain’s eyes.
“Fine.” The villain mumbled, after thinking for a second.
“Fine?” The hero questioned, not being able to believe the villain’s words.
The villain nodded. “Yes, fine.”
“You promise?” The hero asked, smiling slightly, as their hand smoothed over the villain’s chest.
“Yes, I promise, hero.” The villain smiled reluctantly as well.
And they indeed did help the owner rebuild the shop, an even bigger one just to see that gleaming smile on the hero’s face when they suggested it.
"You were tapping on the floor. The heels you were wearing felt comfy for the moment. The dress you were wearing was lifting over your knee but you were the one seeing the soft cloth over your knee under the table. You played with your rings nervously waiting in that place alone. The heat was starting to hit, reaching your cheeks making them blush. Then you heard, 'I'm sorry, I'm late' you looked up at the person who talked towards you and smiled. Your cherry lipstick was there, resting on your lips. He sat down in front of you staring at you and stopping briefly in your cleavage. The dress was fitting you perfectly but suddenly you felt shyness invading you and you adjusted your jacket trying to cover it a bit. He started to smile and to chat, trying to distract you, which worked. And then with an ice-cold beer in front of you, you were laughing getting tipsy with that beer. You stand up to go for a walk. The rain started to pour as you were in the middle of the street. You took shelter under the wing of a building. You were mostly alone in that street. Your jacket and dress were damp. You could feel the raindrops going down your back giving you chills. Suddenly, you started to laugh and he followed you as well. He got you closer, enough to feel his warmth in your chest, embraced you with his arms, getting you closer, your body pressed against him, you could say he can feel all your curves against him and your heart beating hard. You looked at him and he looked at your lips, briefly, but he stopped at the way you bit down your lower lip. He couldn't resist and started to kiss you. You could feel his hands roaming your body and you realised that his long coat was involving you too so no one could see what he was doing. You felt his hands lifting your dress, feeling the lace thong and the skin of your ass and hips. You felt his hand going inside your panties, making you moan while you kissed him, 'I need you now' you said against his mouth. He moaned at your words."
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Es kommt nie etwas gutes raus, wenn ich denke: ach eigentlich könnte ich doch... So sieht das Ergebnis meines letzten spontanen Ausbruchs aus, nachdem ich ein Kapitel erfolgreich abgeschlossen habe und Fridolin sich die Flügelchen gehässig grinsend gerieben hat. 😂 Kommt gut durch die Woche. Ich hab jetzt erst Mal zwei Wochen Urlaub. Chakka. LG Riyas #pink #pinkhair #author #authorsofinstagram #writers #writersofinstagram #writersworld #ftm #transgender #goodmorning #crazy #holiday #monday #spontaneous #darkfantasy #vemo #fantasywritersofinstagram #fantasywriter #riyashoge (hier: Altharen, Niedersachsen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfS3bWejLrQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Clique Bait was originally a Wattpad phenomenon written by Ann Valett titled previously as “High School’s Hit List” but upon the fame, it caught the eye of traditional publishing, “Harper Teen” but also Wattpad itself, where it led to the title we have now. For this review though, despite stumbling on the book through the website first, I’m going to use the one published traditionally for reference.
The story starts every chapter with letter entries supposedly to Monica from best friend and also our protagonist, Chloe Whittaker. In each chapter, it’s divided by stages of Chloe’s ways in taking down every one in her hit list. The list involves five not only popular but ridiculously wealthy, elite teenagers (Lola Davenport, Sophie Rutherford, Francis Rutherford, Madeline Danton, Zachary Plympthon, and William Bishop) all of which might or might not be the cause or involved in Monica’s disappearance. Chloe insists on bringing the case of her best friend justice by messing up those said names above.
In this book, we learn that Chloe is a very determined, well-structured girl who thinks of every single thing to detail. She even maps out a chart of the school system, calling it as Level Five, Level Four, Level Three, Level Two, and the highest and untouched of them all, Level One. With her determination in exposing the truth on her best friend and critical thinking but also high on observation skills, she’s willing to do whatever it takes to make each of every one on her list pay. Even the one whom she promises will stay on the safe zone, the one who will become her winning or breaking point - that is, if she plays her cards right and sticks to the plan.
Through this scheme that she put out by herself, she learns that the Level One, in spite of how glamorous and powerful it might seem on the outside, is more complicated than she realizes. The more she sticks around, the more secrets that begin to unravel by themselves - be it with the help of Will or her own snooping self. When she finds out that the most golden couple isn’t what they lead people to believe, toxic for lack of a better word. And then there’s Maddy Danton who seems to be excluded by the other two girls, all because she’s always the one who only appears to get drunk in parties and possibly be a next target. One night, Will does something that drives her mad, so mad that she avoids him while still maintains appearances in the hallways. However, this act of silent treatment leads her to have yet another secret - a way to get the plan back in motion. She questions whether or not to it’s a good idea to use that for another leverage in taking all of them down. After all, the cunning, wicked Sophie Rutherford came in with a threat. Her insecurity and mentally unstable self take over that she’s afraid that they may use it against her now that she’s gone down the same rabbit hole, just like her best friend did, especially with her feelings starting to show.
Like any other teenager, Chloe is anything but easy. Her home life, though her parents were just as ridiculously rich, she knows that her mother is in denial about her father’s “business” trips that aren’t necessarily for business. Because of this, she’s the type to have deep trust issues, hence why she doesn’t like when she doesn’t have the upper hand after Will decides to take lead the first time she confronts him. She doesn’t usually rely on anyone, not since Monica anyway. Speaking of which, Monica’s the exact opposite of her. While she’d rather remain off the radar, Monica would want to be in the spotlight, which was what got her to be in a place where she was now, probably. Monica’s perfect and confident - the pretty one - as opposed to her. Sometimes, she mulls over how her best friend can be that way almost all of the time, and that she wishes that Monica would just want to stay invisible just so she could look after her easily. Even she knew that was too much to ask for considering Monica was anything but.
With the Pretty Little Liars twist meet some Gossip Girl, this book is definitely worth checking out, because not only it has the main character plotting to seek for revenge, but it contains a slow-burn romance that might just be your cup of tea. You’ll also find yourself feeling sorry for the supposedly antagonist, Lola Davenport herself, all because she’s actually far more complex and vulnerable than she’s letting on. In the end, no one can really be trusted. Everybody gets what they deserve, even if it’s not what you expect, but it’s for the greater good. As all layers have been lifted, a shocking revelation might just fall on Chloe’s shoulders, making her choose one or the other. Either choices would either make or break her entire plan, it can even break some hearts in the process - even if it’s hers.
Light had always been loved by people, she was the positive one, the more loved of the two elementary forces but on the other hand, darkness was never given the credit it deserved, though it instilled fear upon humanity, it cushioned their pain during the night, it was a collection of the whispers of lost hopes, dreams, relationships and lives and other dark happenings that collected and fused to form tangible depth.
Mornings were fueled by strong rays of the sun that wrapped its arms around everything that its light touched, sometimes bringing in the unmodeled clay of hope into the puny lives of immortals and brightening their days up. Nights on the other hand, held the major influences of darkness, it was the gloom that stooped down the narrow lanes and entered windows to calm the raging of souls and instill fear in innocent minds when mortals slept through its powerful daze, as distinct as their elements were, rather than rivals, they were seen as a perfect match and between the day and night, they merged and mingled with each other to recount their hours apart.
The crimson of each evening symbolized the union of them, the power of their exchange emanated the merging of red to amber and then the gradience of violet, ending with the blues. Together they spawned the creator as well as the destroyer of hope, a dark yet beautiful, an innocent yet fierce force which was timeless, directionless and unforeseen, they gave birth to love.
