Baumgartner Novelas e Histórias

Maya's P.O.V "Does everyone know which role they're playing?" Gabe asked. He was also part of the football team, playing as the left tackle. His job was to protect the quarterback's blindside, which was Ethan, to prevent him from getting tackled. Being almost 6'5" tall, everyone referred to him as the mountain. His hair was an unusual mix between a light brown and dirty blonde, slightly ruffled, but he didn't look like he cared. Gabe was reasonably quiet compared to the rest of the team, always did his own thing and minded his own business. He was one of the bearable ones.

- Colby says, leaving and closing the door. Angel sighs. He was unwilling to get up and get dressed. Perhaps a clash of cultures was what would decide his destiny. He wears white jeans with several rips, a belt from which several chains come out, a white and extra tight T with a design of two boys in a very romantic position, and he wears his white sneakers and holds his hair in a disheveled bun and leaves several loose ends that fall to the side of his face. He put on his ring and chose a bracelet made of stones in the color of the rainbow. In his ears, he puts three diamonds, one in the right ear and two in the left. He puts on blue navy eyeliner, which makes his beautiful eyes look even p

His other hand lifts again, about to strike— I move. Before his hand makes contact, I shoot forward with inhuman speed, grabbing his wrist in a death grip. His arm jerks back violently, his beady eyes widening in shock. “The hell—?” I don’t give him time to finish. My fist collides with his face with a sickening crack, sending him flying backward. He crashes onto a table, flipping it over, sending drinks and poker chips scattering across the floor. Gasps fill the room. The bartender ducks. Chairs screech against the floor as people scramble away.

“You're safe now.” “Ren!” Jeremy and the rest of the group found their way through the gathering crowd and asked me the same thing. “I-I'm fine,” lies. My hands were still shaking in fear, the feel of his still lingers where they touched me. “I'm okay.” The blond guy talked to the bouncers before turning to us. “Thank you,” I said to the blond guy and he nodded. It turns out, he is a football player from the Giants and my friends were ecstatic to join them in the VIP lounge.

“I eventually was out of options so I went to someone I thought could help me. I went to Michael Scott. He was responsible for Carter’s death, but he also had a good reason for it. The night Carter died one of Mike’s men had let me go, so I felt they might be able to help. Mike called Jensen to come from New York to help. Jensen was the one that let me go that night, but at first, he hated me because Carter was responsible for his fiance’s death.” I watched Cornelius and Felix taking everything in. “So who is this man that is after you and why?” Cornelius asked. I nodded and continued my story. “I found out that the man that is after me is Joseph King. Apparently, he is a very big gangster i

"That you were obsessed with Backstreet Boys in eighth grade. I know the street address of your first boyfriend, your niece's name, your roommate's phone number." He drew back suddenly. I shrank under his calculative gaze. I felt so…naked. "I have record of each breath you've ever taken, Bella." "Stalker." I stated. He snorted, before placing his hand on his chest, over his heart, and faked a painful moan. "Oh Bella," He mocked, "That hurt." So, Mariano Rivera was capable of sarcasm. I glared at him. "Do you…know everything?"

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.

Carter didn’t shake his hand with Gatlin just nods in response seem like Keller told him about their break up, Carter’s displeased look is all showing on his face and eyes. Keller hugs Carter’s arm as she murmured something in his ears “media is here dad” Carter nods and smiled at Gatlin his smile is ugly and shows how much he don’t like Gatlin in front of him, Gatlin nods his head again and left, Carter is Keller’s father and he can fully understands displeased in his eyes.

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

Carter said, his tone calmer than his usual excited one, a more devious one taking over it “Natasha is doing her job well with keeping him coming, but we will need a little more than just a few girls at a hooker bar” “Don’t worry, he is invited to the next gala, and I’m pretty sure that seeing Katerina and Ariana would change his perspective about leaving the city. The hardest step was getting him here, the rest can come later” I said, entering the car. Carter got inside the car and I nodded at the driver to get going. “Does Ariana know of this yet?”