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I smiled, cocking my head to the side. “That’s my girl!” Frank laughed, flinging his arm over my shoulder. “Show him who the fuck you are,” he motivated me, and I agreed, nodding. Oh, this only called for heartbreak, and my heart would be the victim. “Because I’m Amanah fucking Jones,” I said, and this felt like a team motivating each other. “About to become Amanah Acula!” Anin sang at the top of her lungs, and they all raised their glasses.

I returned to my seat, and the man extended his hand to introduce himself. “I’m A.J.” He shook my hand with firm conviction. “A.J.? What kind of name is that?” I thought, but only asked after a moment. “Ava,” I murmured. “Ava? Seriously?” he asked, frowning slightly, though still smiling. “Yes, what’s wrong with that?” “No, nothing…” He paused, thinking for a moment. “Aren’t you the new model who’s been appearing everywhere?” he asked, clearly intrigued. “Yes, I suppose I’ve appeared in the occasional advertisement, but I’m not as famous as you think,” I explained, blushing.

“Sure, I will. I mean, it’s totally normal to be an asshole, drug people, and tie them up, right?” Now is probably not a good time to realize I developed bad attitude and sass while living in the wilderness, but something about him really riles me up. I’m guessing it’s the Latino look, and that hint of accent, reminding me of so many smug dickheads I grew up around, and his tone is getting on my last nerve. Sick of being pushed around by these alpha type wolves and their damn superiority complexes.

Looking at him, she asked, Then I'll open the door now. " Open it!!! Quickly!!! The little boy was bubbling with excitement. Wasn't this woman Gong Yexiao's assistant?. The door opened.. Tang weiwei gazed landed not only on Yan Yang, but also on a man.......... And this man appeared to be......... Round eyed with shock, she stared at the handsome face of the charming man who carried a distinguished bearing . She felt dizzy. Gong Yexiao?? How did such a legendary figure appear here? The little boy was delighted. Looking at the tall and handsome man standing the door, he raised his small face and smiled.

I've missed them a lot! Please check out my other book, "Spirals:Tattoo in my mind" while you wait. Thanks a lot for understanding 😊 ~~ Love Marvy-dee

Hank Mancini bowed to no one, get the fuck outta here. I threw on my Armani gear. Today was businessman suave. Crisp white shirt, opened at the collar, under a steel grey suit, no tie, I hate those shits. I think the fuck who invented them had some type of auto erotic asphyxiation fetish, and found the perfect way to hang the fuck out of himself all day, getting his jollies, while fooling the world that his creation was the next best thing in fashion. I barely passed a comb through my unruly black curls, because the shit did its own thing anyway, no matter what I did, so why bother? Opening my watch safe, I perused my collection, before settling on a Breitling.

You think Thomas won't give it a shot anyway? AI: [Even now, you're speaking for him. Do you understand your situation? You are me, and I am you! You should solve this problem, or when I am formatted, you will vanish too.] Me: [It's fine. Do you know why you can calculate everything but fail to see Thomas's potential method against you?] AI: [Why?] Me: [Because you cannot self-destruct, but humans can. Perhaps when we merge fully, you will understand 'suicide,' 'sacrifice'… but it will be useless.]

Jake said. “Fuck, now I can unclench my butthole,” Weasel said. K-9, Viking, and Rebel burst out laughing next to Jake as he shook his head. “There’s something really wrong with him,” Jake said. Omen climbed onto a table and raised his beer in the air. “Listen up, everyone. If you want to own it, patch it, otherwise Wrath’s going to fuck it!” More laughter erupted around the room, and Jake’s shoulders shook as he laughed. Hands clapped his shoulders and back and before he knew it, things had returned to normal.

she said shaking her head side to side with annoyance. I was about to answer her when T chimed in telling her " It's a prettie dress just like mine momee," as she pointed at her dress. Tawyna smiled sweetly at her daughter before she looked over at me again smilling bigger. " Well I'm glad it wasn't a prank, so who do you owe a Thank you to for this pretty dress you were given?" she softly asks. " That's just it, I don't know; whoever it was signed it; yours truly L," I say shrugging my shoulders. " Oh! So you have a secret admirer, thats so romantic!" Tawnya bellows out in exctiment. I giggle at her reaction before shoving a piece of sausage in my mouth. I almost fell out of my seat jumping