Be More Chill Plot Novels & Stories

At the same time, pressure groaned — deep, hoarse, primal — and thick ropes of cum spilled onto his stomach, dripping down his abs. He kept stroking himself lazily through the aftershocks, chest rising and falling. Chelle collapsed onto the pillows, panting pressure let out a low, satisfied laugh. “Damn, angel… you nearly made me break the fucking camera” Chelle smiles and her smile fades away “I wanna tell you something,” she said softly into the phone. “Come on, girl. Don’t keep me waiting.” “I don’t think I’m going to keep doing this with you. I’m getting a new job.”

It was the desperate gamble of someone pushed to the edge. All morning, unease sat in my chest. I thought that once the banquet ended, everything would be fine. But near the end of the event, after Old Mr. White finished his speech, Celeste suddenly stepped forward. "Grandpa, I have good news to announce too." Although Old Mr. White disliked Celeste's mother, he was still fairly kind to Celeste. "Oh? What good news does my second girl have for this old man?" Celeste's gaze swept across the room, then fixed on me. She smiled brightly, almost shyly.

I turned on my heel and began to march down the sidewalk, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Hey, wait! Maya, please!" Jax called out, jogging to keep up with my fast pace. He walked right beside me. "Listen to me, Maya. Chloe has been acting completely weird lately. She’s pushing me aside, acting cold, and I honestly think it's because she misses you. I think she wants your guys' old friendship back, and she feels guilty." I kept my eyes locked on the pavement, but my heart softened. "I really like Chloe, man," Jax muttered, his voice dropping to a sincere whisper. "I don't want to lose her. I just wanted to clear the air with you so things could go back to normal."

He’s leaning his head against her chest with his eyes closed, listening to her read. I feel a wave of pure love and happiness wash over me as I watch them together. Ayda looks up, obviously feeling my emotions, and catches me watching them. She smiles, but doesn’t stop reading, leaning down to kiss the top of Cathal’s head. He doesn’t move and I wonder if he’s already falling asleep. I turn back to our room, smelling the food that they left for me. I eat quickly, then jump in the shower, wanting to be ready for Ayda when she returns to our room. When I get out of the shower, she’s there, waiting for me, naked.

Apart of myself was going to explain that this life was different compared to her mundane life at some point but until then she was going to have to adjust and learn. “We don’t have much time before heading to our sleeping chambers.” Blake snapped me out of my thoughts and I shook my head to clear it. “The quicker the better.” He added with a slight tone of amusement. His hair shimmered in the light above us and eyes that told me to hurry. “Right,” I said softly. “I can feel the rays of the sun already.” “As do I.” Nora piped in as she leaned her hips against the counter top behind her. “Just hurry Marcus and stop wasting time.”

He feels like a ghost in his own life, retreating deeper into the mansion that once felt like a refuge but now feels more like a gilded prison. On the other side of the room, Chloe lounges on the plush couch, laughing at the screen as "Sex and the City" blares on the television. Her vibrant energy seems at odds with Valentine’s silent brooding, but her joy is infectious. She has been spending most of her time with Demika, the enigmatic teenage witch who has become more than just a friend. In fact, since Demika's grandmother left for Africa, Chloe has practically lived at her place. Their connection is undeniable, and the attraction has morphed into something tangible and electrifying. Demika

Kiara groaned face palming. Shelly noticed Cindy was blushing and hadn't give any comeback while Chase just ignored Kiara again. Something was defiantly up with these two and she wa going to find out what it was. But before then she... "You could stop face talking now that you've got your voice back," she heard Kiara's voice cutting through her thoughts. Rolling her eyes she glared at Kiara and gave Chase a smile. "We'll not mess things up okay, I've been cooped up in one place I need to move out and talk to people but we'll settle for a house party first."

she murmurs . “I know.” I lift my phone slightly . “But I’m not leaving you alone tonight .” Something flickers in her eyes ; fear, exhaustion , something deeper layered beneath it ; and she looks away before I can read it fully . ****************************************************************************** Across town , at the exact same moment, a different apartment light flickers on . Chloe sits cross-legged on her couch , peeling yesterday’s nail polish off her fingers , phone wedged against her shoulder . “Mom, I told you,” she mutters , scrolling . “Things are moving. I’m close .”

I also put in a good word for Ashton with Richard, which resulted in the latter handing over some of Slater Corporation's authority to Ashton. The two of us buried ourselves in our respective projects. We were so swamped with work that months passed without us seeing each other. Fiona sought me out, putting on a pleasant facade as she offered me a cup of coffee. "You look like you're working yourself to the bone these days, Theresa. Do you want to take a break? You can let me handle the projects."

*** Chloe sat in front of the mirror, her expression lacking true warmth as she slowly brushed her hair. Her mind was consumed by thoughts of her upcoming plan. Studying her reflection, she couldn't help but wonder if her beautiful face was being wasted by staying at home. Ollie had spent the night with her, and the two had enjoyed scrolling through movies on N*****x, unable to agree on a genre. Chloe craved a bone-chilling horror flick to send shivers down her spine, while Ollie couldn't bear the thought and preferred a comedy instead. Emma's fundraiser, with its air of self-assuredness, was the last thing Chloe needed to be amused by.