Bestality Novels & Stories

Now, it was at ninety-nine so she sat patiently, waiting for the bar to fill up. As it filled up, there was a loud ringing in her ears and a congratulatory message from the system. Congratulations. You are now the owner of an established [Base] in the End Series. A special reward(s) has been issued. Pick one out of three. 1. Mid-Tier Weather Control. 2. Camouflage. 3. A chance for a lucky draw.

It sounded completely impossible, but looking at Maya's confident face, I wanted to believe it. "Tell me more," I asked, shifting in my bed and ignoring the pain. "How would this even work?" Maya explained everything and how it was going to be. "My dad has a private training facility on our pack lands," she whispered. "It is completely off the grid. The Steel brothers and Bianca's family won't ever know you are there. Once you are healed enough to move, we take you there. You will learn hand-to-hand combat, weapon training, and pressure points. They will teach you how to predict an Alpha's movements before they even strike."

VIP PACKAGE Everything included, plus priority and personalized service — $200 monthly. Arthur leaned back in his chair. “I'd recommend either the Executive or VIP package for you.” “Why?” “Because you need consistency, proper nutrition, and someone keeping an eye on your progress.” He smiled confidently. “Give me one month, Matilda. You won't recognize yourself in the mirror.” I stared at the prices. Then I looked at him. “I'll take the VIP package.” His eyebrows shot up. “That was quick.”

"That's what makes people connect. That's what makes them trust her. Not because she's perfect, but because she's honest." "Honesty doesn't drive market share," I said. "Strategic positioning drives market share." "You're wrong," Eli said, and it was the first time he'd directly contradicted me without immediately offering an alternative framework. "Honesty does drive market share. Because when people feel seen and understood, they build loyalty. That's how brand advocacy starts. Not with perfection. With recognition." I wanted to argue that the data didn't support this, but I was starting to understand that I couldn't win arguments with Eli by citing data if the data was measuring the wrong

The A-Class were one cold-hearted bunch of bastards, she thought disdainfully. "It isn't like that" Dell growled, having to reign herself in at the sneer on the woman's face as she watched Sebestian "he didn't just decide Allen wasn't good enough, it is against our organisation law to mate a B-Grade, you don't know the consequences. Thank the God it doesn't happen that often, not that that helps Sebestian" she said as she watched her bestfriend. It was going to hurt when he had to let go.

" No need to explain." " No! there is a need cause I hurt you. Tiara, you are a tomboy, okay! but you are beau- ti- full. The thing you possess the most are your beautiful green eyes. I love talking to you and I love when you get angry even if it disturbs me and whatever your smile is the most things I wish to have from you. You are who you are and I can't deny that. Natural is your surname" he said still looking at me.

I'm not comfortable with skinship so he immediately removed it while wincing. "A-ah, hehe, by the way, Maze, Cole, Troy and Mark, these are my juniors from the faculty of Psychology. My favorite boy, Gabriel Solzeek Thornton, you can call him Gab." Of course, he first introduced the fairest of them all which is Gab the cheater. I'm not praising him or what but it's true that he's the fairest among all of his friends. I'm just interpreting my observation. But that doesn't also mean that I'm actually observing Gab. Whatever. He smiled at us and my friends are kind enough to return it to him but not me. Call me rude but I will never ever smile to a cheater. So I remained giving him my cold star

“I know you are tuning me out, Tanya. I am going to ask you again. Did Hunter Bates ever do something bad to you or hurt you? I don’t need to know what; I just want a yes or a no.” Tanya looks up at me and our eyes me, she has stopped tuning me out. We are now on the same frequency, the same radio wave lengths. She nods. It is her nod and the tears in her eyes that tell me all I need to know. That Hunter Bates not only told me the truth, but that he is also a nightmare that walks in the hallways of Model Perfect. Perhaps this was his plan all along, perhaps it was his life’s goal to become an Aftershock band member so he could do what he likes to the models of this company. The agreement bet

'' I don't want to anger him more, so I obediently turn around and enter the bathroom. The bathroom is nice, with a big bath near the window, allowing me to see the starry night outside, two sinks and the shower stall, everything's white marble, only black towels and golden faucets give some color. I want to lock the door, but how nice, there is no lock.

{ "Hello everyone. Thanks for coming here, l am really grateful. Please sit down. I came here before you, on behalf of our respective members and management of Vale Company Enterprises, known as VALCE. I am offering my respectful greetings to you all. Thanks for all your great wishes and prayers. Now this company has became one of the best, amongst all. And for our achievement, this company was rewarded with 80% shares of the financial profits which I pray our goals will move forward and forever. In trust, honoy, dignity, fidelity, unity and cooperation we were built, and to it we will move on.