Amethio X Liko Novels & Stories

Steve joked, which was immediately reciprocated by Fiona. *** Fiona snorted. Her bead stared at a man she was of course familiar with. He's Sam Smith, the future CEO of S Group and her college friend. Jack certainly knew Sam because the man used to visit his house a lot. "Dad just wants the best for you," Jack said. The woman named Fiona Aubrey snored softly. The same remarks that parents always say to their children. Jack didn't even understand Fiona, but the man now assumed that he knew everything.

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said Leo. Amber snorted, “That’s what makes them so good babe. That side of E.Coli and fecal matter.” “Let’s just please make this quick. All this smoke isn’t good for the baby. Or anyone with lungs.” Amber and Leo ignored all the side eyed looks they got the way to the counter. Amber also almost beat a bitch down who got too friendly with Leo real quick. Despite having Amber at his side, the bleached blonde, meth sored tramp, asked Leo if he wanted to buy her a drink then grabbed his ass.

A few heartbeats later, Lloyd was on his front with his hands cuffed at his back, Kaito’s heavy boot nestled at the crook of his neck. “This…” She commenced as she pierced the bottle opening with the syringe, then pulled the clear liquid inside. “-is liquid meth. Now you’d think it’s the usual one dissolved in water. This is a special one I curated just for you.” She flicked the top of the syringe with her middle finger as she eyed it, and then she shifted her gaze back to her little prey. “This is mixed with sulfuric acid. I know it sounds crazy, but the two surprisingly go very well together.” She squatted beside him and then tilted her head to regard him fully.

the bartender remarked. "Correct guess," Kara chuckled. She grabbed a seat, and Ben proposed that they play a drinking game, "Never Have I Ever." "Is that a good idea? I wouldn't be able to drive back home," Ava expressed her concern. "Well, unless you've ever done everything," Ben quipped, making Kara and Martha laugh. "Alright, let's do it," Ava agreed. They all grabbed their drinks and found a table, leaving Ben to order a bottle of whiskey. When he joined them with the glasses, he placed the bottle on the table.

The past few days had been a hurricane. Aramide ran up the stairs into her room. She got some wine from her bar and took it out and poured a little into a glass. She reached out and drank a shot. Her goal wasn't to get drunk, no. She just wanted to get some rest, and over the years, a few shots of vodka or whiskey seemed to do the trick. **************

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

"No. It's just..." "Cut it, the two of you. Take this and infuse it into yourself. You probably need something to calm you down." Ameira prevented them before it took the situation ugly, giving her the medicine kit that only belongs to her. It's medicine to calm her moods. Probably her illness is starting to manifest itself.

what are you doing? I roll my eyes, firing off a reply. Brooke: Coding. Theo: again? you’ve got an addiction. I smile at the screen. Brooke: My name is Brooke and I’m a code-a-holic. He doesn’t respond right away, which gives me time to stew about how cheesy my message was. God, he must think I’m such a dork. My phone vibrates in my hands as I receive another message. Theo: wanna hang?