Apakah Off Dan Gun Pacaran Novels & Stories

That's why I intervened—before their tension escalated into another screaming match. "A foot massage?" I arched a brow. "When did that happen?" "You beat me three times sparring last week," Phoenix leaned against the counter. "Pay up, Wilder." I crossed my arms. "Before you cheated with the leg sweep." "Illegal move," Jack muttered, drying an already clean plate with sudden interest. "Hence my reparations offer!" Phoenix spread his hands. "Come on, you know you want to." He was wrong—but the exhaustion weighing me down (three missed MMA classes felt like withdrawal) finally won over pride. "Fine," I exhaled. "But wander those hands, and I break fingers."

And I had never relied on any man for survival. I had only agreed to this marriage to put my parents at ease. Now that I saw the truth, it seemed wiser to cut my losses. Yves sneered, unconvinced. "Lucy, kneel and apologize to Nina, or the wedding is off." I met his eyes. "Then call it off." Shock flickered across his face, his expression turning dark. When he realized my determination wasn't a bluff, a trace of helplessness clouded his eyes. Nina, however, was radiant with joy. Clutching his arm tightly, her voice brimmed with expectation.

Daniel nudged Gina aside and pulled a few brochures from his bag like he was presenting a prize. "Here, corporate girl. I had a friend track down some wedding planning catalogs. “Take a look when you have a second." He handed them to me. I stared at the glossy photos of wedding dresses on the cover, hesitating for just a second. But Gina had already lunged forward and snatched one open. "Wow, look at this venue! Daniel, look!" Daniel leaned in. Their heads came together as they flipped through the pages, their fingers pointing back and forth.

I thought that the whole "someone like a brother" thing sounded rather inappropriate and gave off a rather questionable impression. I was certainly not going to proceed with the engagement banquet if Yvonne Gardner couldn't provide me with a reasonable explanation. I didn't expect Yvonne to question me coldly instead. "Who the hell are you? What right does an outsider like you have to speak about the relationship between Samuel and me?" I was just about to tell her that I was her fiance, but Yvonne hung up on me. I was furious that Yvonne hadn't even saved my contact information.

—— Gun Why do I need to be stocked on this shit?! Earlier Oab called telling me to go home so that we can talk about the thing that happened on our trip the white lies he did, I am happy at that moment because Off and my friends were helping me to remember everything but that happiness crashed instantly when I heard that Off is going to get married next week, NEXT WEEK, he lied to me, I think it is also a good thing that I lost my memories because I don't know if those memories that were taken away from me is HAPPINESS or SADNESS. I was laying on my bed thinking of the best thing I can do to uplift my mood.

Dinner was loud, everyone was still talking about the compatibility stream results from yesterday trying hard not to talk about the one thing they all really wanted to talk about and that was the group chat that Cole had created. “There's a party off campus tonight, it's going to be lit as hell.” I stared at Cole's message on the group chat on my phone and wondered exclusively why in God's name the group was named cocksuckers. “Shut up and eat your food cole.” Mira responded to him, the both of them avoiding eye contact with each other like they were on some sort of top secret mission.

The world was going to flip, but I don't care. "I have something to ask you too," Matteo said. He looked at Kian, who nodded. "Will you take our name? Officially?" I blinked, not understanding. "We want to marry you," Kian explained. "I legally. One ceremony, two grooms, one bride. And we want you to wear our name. Elowen Ashford-Greco If you want to." My name. Combined with theirs. Making it official that I belonged to them and they belonged to me. It was going to be lovely.

“Do you men have the balls to win the game? No win, no pússy.” “Sure, you have a deal. We win the game, and we’ll party.” “Deal,” she said. “There’s something you need to know,” Mac said. “Yeah? What’s that?” she asked. “Carter and I don’t wear any motherfúcking condoms, and we don’t pull out. You take the cóck, and you take the cúm. Simple as that.”

“Who is the lucky lady?” I quickly took my bourbon like a shot. “It’s Allie-Jean Dire of Blood Moon pack. Formerly. She’s here right now. We aren’t going to have an official feast and wedding. We both just kind of agreed we’re married. Her family heard me say it, so there were witnesses. Her brother Shaun Dire, Alpha of Blood Moon married an original and tension is high.” A mind-link came through to me. ‘You needed to see me?’ ‘Yes.’ I linked back.