01 A Novels & Stories

"Look, here's the very first photo we ever took together. I've even kept the stuffed toy we won at the amusement park. Also, this diamond ring has been waiting all this time for its rightful owner to come back…" He carefully laid out each item, recounting the memories attached to them. I frowned and said, "Actually, you've got it wrong. Most of this stuff belongs to Tammy. You should probably give it back to her." The light in his eyes dimmed, and his face flushed with embarrassment. He paused, clearly struggling to find the right words. In the end, all he could muster was, "I'm sorry." I didn't blame him. After all, he and Tammy had known each other since childhood. They had shared more tim

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

It was just too much, yet I wanted more. When Declan was done with his ‘fingering', he decided to go up north a little. Now this was equally mind blowing. Maybe it was because I had been sexually inactive for over one and half a decade, maybe that was what me feel like Declan was doing something no one else could do. He sucked my nipples softly, carefully giving each of the them equal attention as he sucked slowly and then began to move more quickly with his mouth. With a mastered caution, he bit on them softly and I released the loudest moan. . .so far.

We ask: “Where do we begin?” “What do you think that body wants first? Cocaine or hamburgers?” Bill claps his hands with glee, his crotch-tendrils spewing bright sparks across the gray sand. “The absolute unit, it has to stay nourished in all ways.”

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"See, Arnold? I told you he would eventually give in. Every beast needs a slave." Arnold, a tall man with wavy, shoulder-length hair the color of dirt, gave a nonchalant shrug. He wasn't as muscular as the others, but he had an intimidating presence. "Hmm, yes," he muttered, as if he couldn't care less. Elijah changed the topic quickly. "Where is the Alpha?" Arnold scanned the area, his eyes darting from face to face. "You know him-he likes to take his time." Marcel folded his muscular arms over his chest. "Always fashionably late," he said with a chuckle. "But let's enjoy ourselves before things get intense."

Muhammad slowly approached the dark end of the corridor with his shotgun aimed ahead as he searched the walls for light switches that he never found. Muhammad brought out his cell phone and switched on its flashlight. He was now holding the phone with his left hand and the shotgun with his right. The tag on the door he arrived told him he was currently standing in front of Room 1211. As Muhammad approached the end of the long corridor where Room 1212 was situated, he slipped and fell down on the floor. He flashed his light on the floor and saw a large pool of blood on the ground.

Max informs everyone as he walks out of the church with me in tow. Just outside the steps he turns, grabs me under the legs and struts across the field. My heart beats a mile a minute at his alpha demeanor. Making it to our door he opens it with one hand and kicks it shut with his foot. He cups my throat and presses me against the back of the door. His eyes staring into mine with a silent message, one I can't translate. They look possessive, and daring. Hard, yet inviting. He kisses me, and my back arches into him just as his palm takes my breast greedily. My nipple aches wanting the thin bit of fabric to disappear.

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.