86 Novelas e Histórias

Kimberly was impressed with the cabin once she got inside. It was simple and had a homey touch to it. There was a fireplace in the living room to keep them warm at night, two sofas and a recliner which can certainly accommodate the six of them comfortably, a small dinning room close to the living room and then there is a kitchen.

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

a mocking voice echoes down the hall, loud and confident, dripping with irony. “You bastard… you killed my father!” Mark yells, sprinting like a beast, his eyes bloodshot with darkness. “Eh, eh… I don’t think so,” Logan lifts an AK-47 from the ground. It’s dirty, rusty, but on the gas pistons, you can just make out a black “5” with smoke curling from it. For some reason, Mark sees it too. He freezes mid-step, and Sam doesn’t move either. I can’t comprehend anything.

Eli caught me in the hallway away from the crowd. "We did that," he said. "We did," I said. "The expansion," he continued. "Six months means we're actually doing this. Long-term collaboration. Long-term us." "Yes," I said. "Assuming I don't sabotage before we get there." "You probably will," Eli said. "At least a little bit. You're going to get scared. You're going to retreat into control mechanisms. And I'm going to be there reminding you that you already admitted this matters."

Her head tilted back to rest on his chest. "You're perfect," Eli whispered into her ear as her climax built up. He then turned her around to face him as he pinned her against the shower wall. He then kneeled down and lifted her leg over his shoulder as his mouth went to her most sensitive area. After a few minutes, he had her screaming his name in ecstasy. Eli stood, turned her around again, and bent her over as his member entered her went opening. She braced herself with her arm against the wall as he pounded in and out of her until he reached his release.

“I never dreamt it would be you.” “Will you show us?” Caleb asked. The man looked long and hard at Caleb, then at me. He finally held out his huge palm, towards me. “May I see that?” he asked. I looked to Caleb. He nodded. I reached out and placed the small, silver key into his huge palm. Roger stared at it. He held it up to the light. He turned it over read the inscription on the back. He finally shook his head. “God damn,” he said. “I was sure it would be bigger.”

She looked at me then looked over at the guy at the other end of the bar then smiled. I quickly glanced to the other end of the bar and saw that he was still looking our way, which made me involuntarily blush. “George, can you tell me who that guy is at the other end of the bar without being obvious?” I looked at Karsyn with disbelief as I couldn’t believe she had just asked that question. George looked over in the direction of our guest in question and he smiled. He looked at me then said, “That’s Jayce Adams Mr. M.V.P. from the Houston Texans.” Karsyn smiled from ear to ear and I felt my cheeks flush a bright red. Was that really the Jayce Adams? Karsyn leaned over and said, “I am going to

“Stop teasing me, ok. He was rude and I hated him because of that. I mean, I hated him at first sight.” Sandra was going to continue when they heard a knock. “Come in,” Morgan ordered. “Ms. Morgan, your father wishes to see you,” the messenger said and disappeared from the office. “Let’s go, Sandra,” Morgan said and they walked out of the office. Mr. Edgecombe was sitting staring at a newspaper with his spectacles on in his office waiting for Morgan. It was a large office with two chairs and two sofas. Previous CEOs' pictures in the golden frame were hung across the room. There were little books on the table and a lamp. He looked at his wristwatch and they came in. Sandra stopped a few steps

"Will y'all please let us get through our first day first? Y'all just wanna be up in his business. You guys I really like him. So let's not run him away yet." "We wanna screen him before you get too far in like Damien. We gotta give him the sisters approval. We just want you to be happy Luv." Replied Sheka. I decided on a little black dress that covered me but showed off my curves with the red bottom shoes that they suggested. Sheka flat iron my natural long hair and gave me a soft beat makeover . I was set and looked amazing. As soon as I was ready, I rushed them out the door and waited for my date to arrive.

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