Allen Sebestian Novels & Stories

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

Hamish pointed at the subdued bodyguards and my disheveled clothes. He then went on, "You call this negotiation? If we hadn't arrived in time, this would have been a serious crime of violence! Mr. and Mrs. Jost, not only are you suspected of illegal trespassing and coercion, but more importantly—" Hamish took out the document I had seen earlier from his briefcase and continued, "You keep insulting Stella. Take a good look at who she really is. This is a DNA test the suspect, Rachel Jost, secretly conducted a year ago.

“Call Axel. He has healing abilities. I'm sure he can bring Elian back” The seer spoke flatly. “He can only heal. He can't bring back from the dead” “You don't know that!” I glared at the seer who sighed and looked down. I turned my attention back to Lukas who silently stared at me. “He's right, Mia. Elian's gone” His words knocked the breath out of me. “So that's it? Our boy is lying there lifeless and that is all you have to say?” “It's the truth”

I said rubbing on the stop where she flicked me. "To make you realize that it wasn't a dream but reality. The only question is why he did that? I am pretty sure he wasn't the Sebestian that I met a few months ago, are you sure he doesn't have twins or something?" Allen asked with a raised brow. "Ummm...I don't think so. I don't know Allen, sometimes Sebestian surprises the hell out of me. He is like one person with a dual personality, sometimes he is so sweet and kind, and sometimes actually most of the time he is an ass who loves to make my life a living hell." I said slumping down the sofa in the living room.

Ashly's father, Adom, is really happy today; that is what he wants for his daughter. Even Sebestian had apparently accepted that they were back together. His cottony scent was mild and pleasant, despite his apparent exasperation with the way they were mooning over each other. He sat back down after a moment and finished off his drink. "Where the hell did Allen get off to?" he muttered, glancing back over the railing. "Seriously, I am sure she is chatting with someone else; she is really good at making conversation." Ashly chuckles when she sees Sebestian pouting.

"Sebestian!" Adom was pushed up on his shoulder with his legs around Sebestian's neck, and he felt his orgasm boil in the pit of his stomach. Sebestian was lapping at his hole and pushing his tongue in and out, preparing him for what was to come. His cock was still stoked firmly by Sebestian's hand, and his pre-cum decorated Sebestian's hand and his own stomach. He was so aroused, he couldn't hold it anymore.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

"Shut up, si, puttana?" I nodded, falling silent, before the ping sound of Candy Crush reverberated through the car. "Hey, Alessandro?" I asked nervously. It wasn't my fault I was suddenly talkative, okay? I wanted to bite my tongue off, but I just couldn’t shut up for some reason. "What level are you on?" The other man chuckled deeply at that. "Oh, I hope Don keeps her. She's fun." "Who's Don?" I asked. "Seven eighty-three." Alessandro said.