Beiçola Novels & Stories

"This is Brazil, the back country, the headwaters of the A****n, and people speak their minds rather freely. And you are very beautiful." "Thank you," Krista said, smiling. "What would you like to do first?" Rui asked. "See the dojo," Zach replied. "Find a nice cold beer," Krista said at the same time. "Dojo first," Zach said, "then a beer." The dojo met with Zach's approval, the people he saw working out focused and serious. He looked forward to getting started working out and learning. Rui then took them to Beer's & Beer, a local legend with over 300 beers and ales on their menu only a few blocks away. They opted for different versions of a Roleta Russa IPA which was brewed locally.

she moans around a mouthful. "That is bougasta, it's a sweet pie made from phyllo pastry and semolina custard. It's usually topped with powdered sugar and cinnamon." "When we get home can Mariah make some of these dishes?" She asked, pleading. "Anything you want, feggari mou." I laugh, she finishes her plate and gets up for seconds. "Adelfós (brother), I didn't know women could eat like that." Helios remarked. "She's pregnant, don't say a word about her eating habits when she gets back. I don't want her feeling bad." I warned him, he puts his arms up in a surrender gesture.

Coming to this winning team was a great achievement for me. Alana I watch people, while we are seated in one of the many restaurants in the Plaza Mayor, but specifically on the terrace, this area is full of them, who circulate this tourist spot in the city, the Plaza Mayor has a rectangular shape, surrounded by several commercial spaces with a immense square, and the statue of Felipe III in the middle of all this space, this is one of my favorite places in Madrid, I like to come here, it's pleasant, even with a battalion of people who pass by here daily, it's a great meeting point. I enjoyed living in São Paulo, living in the city where I was born, but I confess that I really missed everythi

“Stop doing that!” They giggled in unison and Zehra sighed in defeat. At sixth period Lucas sat next to Zehra in physics. The teacher was Mrs. Baren, a middle aged bony witch who seemed to draw pleasure from driving innocent students schizophrenic using the torturous method of Physics. “The constant K,” she boomed, “is one by four pi efselon zero.” Lucas passed Zehra a piece of paper. 'Is she even speaking English?' Zehra smiled and scribbled back.

It was then a waiter went to our table carrying two buckets of ice cold beer. "Sir Top, one of our customers bought this for Sir Maze." I saw Maze frowned with what he heard and I can feel something growing inside me. I can't really explain it though, but I feel a bit upset because a brave ass man managed to make a move for Maze. Well, it's not as if I'm jealous or what. I'm just worrieycause that guy is about to face the biggest rejection from the arrogant Maze.

A dark look crossed his face as he looked at me. ‘That’s fine, let’s say for 10 people’ he said, regaining his composure. We met at a wood paneled restaurant with large stained glass. The atmosphere was cozy and inviting. Jamie had informed me that this place made the best sausages in Bavaria and that they were grilled on an open fire. They also served several German beers on tap, so I knew the guys would appreciate that aspect of the restaurant. Darcie and Ruth had joined us and the four of us definitely had way too much beer to drink. Marshall ensured we were all returned to our hostel safely. As I said goodnight and turned to walk to my room I felt a hand on my wrist. I turned to see Mars

Uche picked the first arrow and sauntered towards the line. His lips parted when he saw the glee in his wife's eyes. He was taller than most men in the camp and the muscles that streaked his body made his skin glow. Looking at him, Ejima could not stop thinking about the smooth feel of pottery. His hair was long too, and had been braided into two delicate strands, with their dark color, contrasting the cowries that dangled on them. It was an unfamiliar look, that one was strange. Ejima never liked Uche wearing long hair or beads. But seeing them on him made her...

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

JB's forehead furrowed for a moment. "Why? Did the directors make it difficult for both of you?" "No, it's just that this junkass saw his long-time crush. Remember Celestina Heuvelton? Our university’s campus muse? A fucking gorgeous girl joined Miss Manila?" Elyano asked. JB's eyebrows furrowed as he remembered the girl his friend was talking about. "Ah! I remember," he snapped when he remembered the girl. "What about her?" he asked curiously.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."