Bambi Do Novels & Stories

She will then come home with the baby, pretending she is its biological mother. 'What then is your problem?' Nunu asked, wondering at the story the doctor was telling her. 'Well,' he replied, 'the problem is to find someone reliable enough to go into Britain with the baby and then hand it over to her.' 'Is that all?' Nunu asked. 'Yes, Nunu. But it is more complex than that.' 'Where lies the complexity?' 'Now, any person going to do the job must be a very intelligent and outspoken fellow who does not carry any type of fear within, a very good actress so to say.'

asks Hector. Hector tries not to focus on her pumping blood and keeps Kelanar on his mind. This seems to calm the hunger. “I am Pam. So this is your hunger hungry test then?” “How do you know about that?” “Do you think they randomly let a human walk up to a newbie? You’re cute and funny. I am paid to be the test and have been for some time. So, I don’t fear you, and I know I am safe.” “I see. I am glad you’re not afraid, but I will not bite you or attack you.”

What the hell was wrong with me? “You’re amazing, Bambi.” “Stop saying that,” she whispered, and placed her finger on my lips. I immediately opened my mouth and sucked on it, and hummed thoughtfully. “Delicious.” Then I watched her lick off one of the other fingers and wrinkled her nose. “Dough was never my thing. But they taste good when they’re done.” “Mmm... Keep doing that,” I murmured with a smirk. “Do what?” “Lick your finger like that, and I’ll be ready for round two in no time.”

Rebecca Rebecca leaned over the bathroom counter, her hair pulled up into a loose bun of sorts with strands framing her face. She touched her lip gloss to her lips and jumped as the buzz of her phone scared her. She reached for it and cursed. Trisha was earlier than she should be and was texting to say that she didn’t want to come up.

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

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.

“Maybe I was wrong selling you firefly” Doc slid down the door, shook his head slightly as if clearing a fog. “Where is my little firefly anyway?” “That’s none of your business” Doc’s eyes, cold and devoid of pain, fixed on Elijah. “She’s Bambi, Not Firefly” “I decided, I’m Taking her back to my sanctuary tonight” “Like hell you are, she’s mine” With a sudden burst of energy, Doc launched himself forward again, closing the distance like a predator. Their bodies collided once more—flesh, bone, and muscle entwined in a savage embrace.

"A bomb! Protect Don Romero!" A scream suddenly rang loud in the air. I looked at the crazed terrorist with explosives strapped all over his body and instinctively took a step back. Memories of my organs being harvested from my body while I squirmed in excruciating pain in my past life were still fresh in my mind. The pain had not yet faded from my memory when the chaos of the banquet hall crashed over me. I have been reborn, and I happened to return to a point in my life just as Giorgo Romero, the Don, was about to get attacked.