Am I The Ahole Novels & Stories

I feel like an attorney is interrogating me to such crime I never did. "Why did she let you to call her momma?" Leim. Last time I checked, Leim is a celebrity not a NBI. "Did you used some potions?" Kerious. A doctor who asks some potions instead of poison. I rolled my eyes. "No! No! He just made Auntie to be his pet." Ahkie. Wow, a secretive person really said this. They were all ended up hitting Ahkie. I shook my head and sighed. I forgot that this group filled with bunch of idiots.

[What is it? “Stronzo,” She mutters. “I’m not happy to talk to you either but you don’t see me being an isolated fucker about it.” [Asshole.] “Alessia,” I say lowly, not wanting anything to irritate me right now. She scoffs.

blood sucking, darkness mangling, color blind, overly handsome, shiver sending, knee weakening ass hole, he had made me love the festival so much and hate it as well, who does he really think he is, a god of some kind, " hey quit it" The tapping sound of my desk makes me yelp, " rose, I thought I lost you for a moment" anna said as she beams at me, how long has she stood here, " sorry was busy" I said in a whose, as I sagged back on my sit, " I know he's an asshole, you don't have to tell me" , a flush of embarrassment passses her eyes and for a moment, it looked like she was actually embarrassed of Mr white guy.

Hypocrites! “Hey, babe.” A brown-haired beauty said. “Athena, meet Maya.” Chloe screamed. “Athena? That’s a woman’s name?” “Yes, bitch. I have a cock between my legs, but I’m banged at my ass like a fucking whore.” The whole place erupted in laughter. I pretended to laugh, but honestly, it was the worst joke I’ve ever heard. I hated it. I wanted to go home, and strangely, I wanted to go back to Mike. He was safety.

I let my shoulders shake a little, making sure my voice came out small and shaky. “I’m sorry for bumping into you,” I whispered. “But… why do you hate me? Did I do anything wrong? I’m sorry.” I looked up at him and gave him those puppy eyes. Kyle stared at me for a while but, he didn’t soften. He walked closer to me until he was right in front of me. He bent down to my level so he could look directly into my eyes. “Like I said before,” he said, voice calm but cold like ice, “your mistake is ever waking up. You should have stayed dead.”

"What? Not your job or you don't want to do it with others watching? Too bad, you'll have to do it. Now, get on your knees and worship my cock like the slut you are, if you don't want to be thrown back to that hellhole. And of course, I knew the hell hole he was talking about was the elite dungeon. My tears fell without a stop.

“Back the fuck up, you are what?” “I keep hearing this voice inside my head, but only sometimes.” “And what exactly is this voice saying? And when did it start?” “I don’t remember, do you think I’m becoming one of the flawed?” Anger rose from deep inside of me and I felt it pooling at my fingertips, I looked down and it looked like blue electricity was shooting out from them. And then I heard the voice again. We are not shadow users Charlee, we are one, and we are good. I jumped at the voice inside my head again.

I am Aurelia Giliam, I am hated by my family and I crave to feel any type of love. I am stuck in an endless cycle of trying to get the love of people who I know will never give me it. I am bitter, I am angry. I hate this.

you aren't alive if you haven't seen gigantic posters of that odd looking band of heroes somewhere, anywhere. But seen-seen? No, and no thanks. "Is it such a bad thing that i haven't?" "No oh, not at tall. Bad is no the right word. "Bad" cannot even begin to want to start trying to attempt to qualify it." "And Ahmed is officially back online." i think. Pascal chuckles that you-are-kidding-me laugh with his eyebrows hitched up, shaking his head in refusal, refusal to believe I'm not kidding him. "Amanda, there's this particular feeling i know you are familiar with. Sometimes it will be as if there's a missing piece in your life. Like a void you can't close no matter what you do"

Doris wakes up ,from the loud alarm clock in her room, she stretches herself and yawns loudly. Turning to her left-hand side in order to stretch herself properly ,she sees Akin. She becomes a bit withdrawn. "Akin! Akin! , she calls out to him, tapping him forcefully. " What have we done ?" she asked him as he wakes up yawning and feeling tired. He becomes a bit ashamed . "What happened last night Akin.?", Doris asked . She raised up the duvet and sees she had no clothes on .