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That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

“Zion!” I laughed softly. “Hear me out. But if we lose… you wear a bunny costume that I pick out and do everything I tell you to. Deal?” “A bunny?!” She hissed, her face turning red. “Like this.” I pulled my phone from my pocket, typed quickly: bunny cosplay lingerie. Images flooded the screen. I scrolled until I found the perfect one—cute, but still sexy. White bunny ears, fluffy tail, and a ribbon around the waist.

TikTok edits, memes, even poorly drawn fan art of me handing her the bear while sparks flew on the ice. Marcus dropped beside me, still scrolling. “Look at this one. ‘Kane buying Danica a teddy bear after trying to break her all season = peak character development.’ There’s already fan art. Someone drew you two on the ice with a teddy bear between you and little hearts floating around. It’s blowing up.”

They were criticizing my body. “She’s a bit out of shape, isn’t she? That posture also looks weird.” Zephyr smiled nonchalantly and gave Nancy a doting look. “She’s no longer young. Her figure is not as great as before.” Like a masochist, I listened to the two talk as if they were the only ones in the world. Nancy asked, “Will Dew be angry if you showed such an intimate side of her in the art exhibition?” Zephyr scoffed and squeezed down on Nancy’s fingers before massaging them. “With you around, I don’t care whether Dew is angry.

The man sat with his long legs crossed, leaning back into the black leather chair. Fingers gloved in white tapped rhythmically against the armrest while the young girl standing before him nervously fidgeted with the hem of her newly purchased blue dress—bought specifically for this visit to the duke’s estate. Damian, however, sitting there and waiting for something remotely interesting to happen, was bored to death.

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

The girls drew nearer, the excited one beaming and pulling out her phone, "Hello April, I'm a fan of you...do you mind if we take a picture together? Maybe also an autograph..." "I mind." Her voice sounded a bit more crisp than intended and it made her feel like she had outdone the whole thing. "Uh?" The fan said, quite surprised and downcast. "I'm in a pretty bad mood so no. I'm not interested in taking a picture..." She said firmly and after an afterthought, she added, "An autograph will suffice." The fan's face melted into that of graciousness as she pulled out a marker and handed it over to April to scribble on her vans.

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

Unknown POV I love The Fab F.O.U.R. I'm their biggest fan. I have followed them from the beginning of their careers. They are the most perfect girls to ever exist. They all bring something different to the table. Fiona brings the cool element. You can never tell what she's thinking and she always has a calm demeanor. She's always been the hardest to crack. Olivia brings a lightness to the band. She's so caring and never has a bad thought about anyone. She's the ray of sunshine. Uma brings the sexy, badassness to the group. She's fearless and wild. The absolute perfect front woman. And Raquel brings an innocence to the group. She looks so pure, but the girl can deliver a guitar riff that coul

Renlee ran after our pod mates and we all worked as a unit to encircle our prey - our mate! As we grew closer and closer together in our circular formation, closing in on the scent, I saw something, or someone, dart away from me as fast as they could. The aura was that of a frightened bunny but I knew better. If that was a bunny, that was one hell of a BIG ASS bunny! I paused, waiting for the movement to settle before narrowing my eyes and landing on the most beautiful supple rounded ass in blue jean shorts that I had ever seen and smirked, There you are my little mate.