Aphmau Stuff Novels & Stories

The boy’s friend asked: “Old Third, what’s going on? Is what ‘Last Place Wan’ said true? Are you really sick?” The boy didn’t respond. He had originally invited his dorm mates to watch Amelia’s live stream, expecting to see her make a fool of herself. But now, he felt a bit embarrassed: “Thanks, streamer. I’m going to get treated today.” Amelia casually responded: “You’re welcome. Don’t forget to follow Harmony Clinic.” **[Harmony Clinic? The streamer is actually running a medical clinic in real life?]** **[Wow, I just searched it. It’s not far from me!]**

Shama smiled at the sight in front of her while her eyes got a little watery. Shama reached home and shrugged off her negative thoughts as she pushed open the door of her apartment. The atmosphere felt strange, but she ignored it removed her shoes, and hung her purse in the almirah. She jumped on her bed, feeling tired, cuddling the cozy bedsheets as she made herself comfortable. A sudden headache brought her half-sleepy self back to life. The pang in her head just kept worsening as she tried to reach for a glass of water but fainted. .

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I muttered over and over again. Jasper looked at me confused. “What’s wrong?” Noah asked us in confusion. “I think—I think we just accidentally bonded,” I told the room. Fuck me.

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He put his phone back into his breast pocket and brought out a little jar "You belong to me Amara. I will give you a little demonstration of how slaves like you are treated." He grabbed my hand, and smeared the contents of the jar on it. "You see that man over there?" he said pointing. I followed his gaze and nodded numbly. "He is highly allergic to this substance now on your palm. If you want to live, rub this on his face; particularly his nose and mouth. Now do it." I stood up shakily, my legs wobbly. "And remember Amara," he said glaring at me. "I will fuck you real hard tonight when we get home."

Hunter Pov Maingat na inilapag ko sa ibabaw ng kama ang walang malay na si Zeph. Nawalan siya ng malay hindi dahil sa takot sa kanyang pagkakahulog mula sa mataas na puno kundi dahil sa tuklaw ng ahas na Venomous. Ang ahas na iyon ang bantay sa prutas ng amanpulo. Naiiba ang ahas na ito dahil masyadong mahaba at mabilis itong kumilos. Nakita ni Zeph ang mahabang dila ng ahas ngunit natitiyak ko na hindi niya nakita at naramdaman na tinuklaw siya nito. Isa pa iyon sa katangian ng ahas na Venomous. Sa sobrang bilis ng galaw nito ay hindi nararamdaman ng tao na nakagat na pala ito ng ahas. Masyadong makamandag ang ahas na ito. Ngunit mabuti na lamang na ang juice ng prutas na amanpulo ay antido

“Supplements?” Alex didn’t know how to respond since his body was so strong that it was simply unimaginable to the average person. His bones, flesh, and soul didn’t actually need any more nourishment at this point. Beatrice took something from a shelf and threw it towards Alex. “Like this!” “What is this?” Alex checked the name and read it out loud, “Muira Puama—increases immunity and sper… What the f*ck?! Why would I need something like this?”

like spilled milk. People say insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results. Aramide was going insane. She was going to an asylum soon, because deep down she felt that maybe if she cried enough or begged enough, or cried to the heavens and sold her skin, maybe Daniel would come back, then she could apologize. What’s the use of remorse that you cannot express?

He doesn’t like the fishy smell and taste of it ever since he is hospitalized with an amoeba. His mother breaks the silence inside, “I will now go to work, Sam here is the money—buy the things that the Doctor needs.” Sam utterly replies, “Ma, I already bought it last night.” His mother has gazed, “Ah. . . O-Okay, I will be back tonight. Nay, I will go for now, recover soon.” His mother leaves the room, and both of them are left inside. Her grandma speaks, “I wanted to listen to the online mass.”