Austi Novels & Stories

"The entire clan is already at the packhouse waiting for your arrival." "See you soon madre." The line went dead after that. I tapped gently on the partition, signaling to the driver who was seated on the driver's seat to commence driving. As the engine roared to life, I reached for the bottle of water beside me and uncorked It, taking a large gulp from it in an attempt to relieve the ache but It was no use. As soon as the water was down my stomach, the burn was back. A growl of annoyance slipped past my lips.

Being the dominant man he is,of course he didn't listen. Things with Jeremy Austin are never that simple!! Parked by the curb was Jeremy's car, the other precious thing in his life.He has a garage full of cars,but I've come to notice that the Audi R8 is his favourite. I pay attention.Two men in suits were standing by the car,arms clasped in front of their shining Black suits. What the Fuck? Excuse my language. "Mr Austin."The taller of the two men, nodded his head before opening the car door for me to get in."Mrs Austin."

she laughed. “I’m delighted to be carrying Asterion’s child.” Melite smiled, still holding her abdomen gently. “I think we will all be happy and proud to carry a child of Asterion’s. We will be mothers of a new generation, the expansion of a species.” Hesione smiled softly at me as she continued to work on making sausage links.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

"I don't want to be here, aunt. Milena won't stop crying and I...” Suddenly he fell silent when he noticed me next to Eva. "Hi, Aiden, I'm Louis, your aunt's husband.” I held my hand to him and waited to see if he would take it or not. I looked at honey colored his eyes and his brown skin, as if he were Latin descent; the kid was handsome, but he looked too skinny and small for a thirteen-year-old so I knew he had been poorly fed. "You're not going to leave Louis with his hand hanging, are you?"

I got just one from Benji asking me how I was the most was from Dax they started off with just "How are you feeling, if you need me there I will come back any time of day or night just let me know." "Aurora are you ok?" "Come on pick up, have I done something to piss you off?" "Ignore that last message I sound very needy." "Let me know your OK whenever you are ready to talk to me."

"My destination is not your uncle's house, Calysta. It's Yookie's factory." Calysta's eyes widened in disbelief. "Why would you go there?" "Is there any objection to my visit?" asked Austin as he looked at Calysta closely. "There shouldn't be, right?" he pointed in the opposite direction, taking the road to the closest path to reach Yookie's factory located in the southeast part of the city center. "You're acting very strange today, Austin. Is something wrong?" Calysta asked quietly. She didn't want to appear nervous in front of her husband. Her heart was already beating erratically because of what Austi

I asked Damien, whose arm was still linked with Rose in a sick motherly fashion. "Aomine Industries is a Japanese company that has a merger with Renaissance, Aomine roughly translates to Blue Mountain Peak," He answered. "Look, Isabella, you learnt something new today," Natalia sarcastically proclaimed, her eyes still fixated on her phone and her thumb moving rapidly over the screen. "We are landing in two minutes, please fasten your seat belts," The air hostess announced. We all obliged and in a few minutes we were on in a black Chevrolet SUV speeding down the hot busy streets of Greece.

Delphine scoffs, “I’m an adult, not some teen who hates her parents. Can’t be a runaway adult.” “Well, now that we have that settled, let us get ready for the day! I have quite a few ideas for remodeling the Austerus Luscinia I want your opinion on,” Tiberius stands and offers his hand to her. She eyes it warily, but clearly decides it’s better to simply take it- which she does.

she asked. "Five minutes. I'll turn around immediately! What's the car plate number?" he asked, his tone steady. "I'm in a black Audi A8. The car plate number is JMT-XXXX."