Bad Monkey Novel Novels & Stories

"Ayways, I feel bad for you but look on the bright side at least you could hangout with a hot guy." "Yes he is so hot you can even fry eggs." I said sarcastically. Carmen rolls her eyes. ~~~ A little more and I'm done. Closing my book, I got up from the chair and stretch my body after sitting there for 2 and the half hour doing homework. As I was stretching my body, I glance to my window and see something that I never thought I would see. Tyler Williams is taking his shirt off. OH MY GOD!!! My mouth gapped open with my eyes widen. So wide until I'm concern that my eyes will bulge out from it's socket because of the sight in fornt of me.

IBIM One perk of being blind is you don't see the stares, you know they are there but you don't have actual confirmation. Mofe had rushed to my side the second, I had walked into the school, she started reading out of a zine. "Someone made a zine", Tochi said, a gossip zine. "I like the code name sha Abroko". I laughed at how he pronounced the word. "It's a nice name, Tochi."

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

“Shut up and take it. I’ll make you suck my cock first.” Bang! A gunshot ripped through the air. Blood splattered my face, and Carson’s fat ass hit the floor, a hole in his head. My eyes went wide, breath hitching. He was fucking dead. My knees gave out, and I slumped to the floor, wiping blood off my cheek, hands shaking. “Fucking mess,” a cold voice cut through the silence. I looked up, heart stopping. A guy in a dark mask stood there, gun now aimed at my head. His eyes were black pits, no mercy.

It had a long tail with long hangings and a little goatee under its chin. In fact, like all other proles, a Iuba was a beautiful being, with an innate elegance and grace, but when you looked into the piercing yellow eyes of these beasts, you could see their true nature. They were monsters, created to plant nightmares in people's heads and this sight would cause Maddox again one or two sleepless nights, because before someone had put a bullet in this Iuba, he had ripped the blond woman's throat out .

That little Daniels slaughtered five of my men, she kidnapped Landon, put one of the warehouse guards in a coma, and damn, she contused Maxim’s cock. Damien, my right hand, leans back in his chair, unimpressed. "Shame on you, Andrey," he sneers. "You sound like a fucking pussy. That bitch would be dead before she even gets close to us." Maxim, still nursing his bruised cock, sniffs pitifully. "She killed my cock. It's not standing anymore." he mutters, the words barely escaping his lips. "RIP, Maxim’s cock," Boris quips with a hollow laugh, his expression somewhere between humor and amusement but sympathy. The others can’t help but snicker, as though we’re discussing the weather instead of t

My ex-colleague, Brenda Wilson, finds out from an unknown source that I have taken in an adopted son. Because of that, she insists on matchmaking my son with her niece. "My niece has graduated from a proper college, you know! You don't have to prepare any fancy wedding gifts… Just 800 thousand dollars will do! On top of that, you can put her name on the deed of that fancy deluxe apartment in the city center. "From the way I see it, there's no need to choose the perfect date anymore. They should get their marriage registered tomorrow and do their best to give birth to a cute baby boy!" My adopted son has a volatile temper, so there's no way he'll go on a blind date with some random woman.

She had one more try that she didn't want to miss and hoped that she would hear a different beep than the error beep. She was getting discouraged and wondered if the bank had discovered the safe and cracked it. However, she took heart in the fact that she was going to receive a sum of money worth all this effort... She took a deep breath and chose a random code... It was her birthday... She took another deep breath and prayed to all the gods in her head... She wanted to go home and have no more worries... She had no other way out now... She couldn't count on Tamie. She had knocked out one of her clients... She was trembling because she knew that this man was going to take revenge...

Cato Marino wasn’t just the most successful banker in the world—but he was the most successful lover. I’d enjoyed screwing a criminal mastermind who murdered someone in his driveway, and the sex was so good I forgot just how much danger I was in. My task was to manipulate him and somehow isolate him from the herd of his security detail, but that operation seemed impossible. Last night, the sex was amazing for me, but it was probably average for him. It didn’t matter how wet or eager I was, his threesomes and wild nights would always triumph over anything I could offer. Maybe this was a bad idea.

He doesn't last and can't get me off. I stopped typing on my laptop and smiled in satisfaction staring at the chapter I just wrote. Like all my other books, this book would be a secret. This was the first time I was writing about something forbidden. I was tired of the regular love stories I read, and wanted to write something else. A book where the sex life of my female lead wasn't a complete mess but a priority. "Woah! Didn't know you write!" I instantly slammed my laptop shut, as I spun to the sudden voice...Mark.