Big Mac X Shining Armor Novels & Stories

You should watch it too. I was blinded by the smile, blinded by his odor, blinded by the meat-eaters stinking up my quarters I went on following my man around school. The murderers went on eating and we kept on refusing plate after plate. Then, suddenly my short-lived happiness was taken away from me. Stolen forever just like the Penguins gift of flight. FYI they forget when they are young chicks. My Jamie, my Asian version of Justin Beiber Jamie had been lying to me the whole time. I caught him feasting into a disgusting Big Mac behind his locker one afternoon. Why a Big Mac? MacDonald’s are definitely the biggest cow killers in the universe so that just made it worse.

I coughed but went rigid underneath the steel toe black marauder boots. "You should have stayed out of this. You had no business interfering Shields. Do you know how high and how far this will go? It doesn't stop with me and that is why I've gotta take the opportunity to end you." I laughed. This was my maze on my premises, I'd be buried here one day but not murdered. "You don't get it do you?" I retorted and begin unraveling truths for him. "Someone from high in the chain told me to get you and them and to deal with the infestation. You guys are like crumb snatching roaches."

Since I had made up my mind to leave, I had to make sure not to leave any traces. Just as I'd reached the office, however, I heard a few hushed voices whispering to each other. "Did you hear the news? Mr. Grayson is getting married, and his bride is his childhood best friend!" "I always thought that Mr. Grayson had the hots for his assistant, Ms. Summers. After all, they always spend every waking hour together, whether it's lunchtime, working overtime, or going on business trips." "Don't be dumb! Ms. Summers is an orphan. Mr. Grayson is way out of her league! The Graysons run the biggest mafia organization in the country, and every marriage must of course only be political!"

Arthur cried out from the backyard. Zack rolled his eyes as he took the food that had been prepared by their mother. He brought it out into the backyard as Arthur and Damien—the Delta of the Shadow Pack—were arranging the tables for their gathering that night. “Would it help if you just use the mind link? You don’t have to shout throughout the forest so that everyone would know I am a lazy ass son of a—”

"Mika feeling better?" "She texted that she's surviving on heating pads and N*****x," Tomas replied, grabbing his jacket from the back hook. "Oh, and heads up—we got a new shipment of those specialty burger boxes this morning. The ones with the weird metallic finish? Corporate's pushing them hard, but they feel... I dunno, expensive for fast food." Casey glanced at the stack of boxes Tomas pointed to. They gleamed with the same iridescent quality as the building's exterior panels, covered in an intricate pattern that looked almost like... currency designs. Geometric shapes that seemed to shift when she moved her head.

Shane sat down directly across from Parsha, while Griat awkwardly squeezed his bulky frame onto the bench next to Jenny. Shane adjusted his armor, and with a very serious, dramatic expression, he unbuckled his massive iron broadsword from his hip. With a loud, heavy thud, he laid the deadly weapon flat on the wooden table, right beside his plate of rice and meat. The entire table went quiet. Jenny gasped softly, and Griat just sighed. Parsha, however, didn't flinch. She stared at the giant sword, then slowly raised her eyes to look at Shane, her lips curling into a deeply sarcastic smirk.

There was a huge fight. Mac was struggling to stay together with cheese, but they were both defeated by agent fork and agent spoon. Agent spoon knew what needed to be done. He transported the defeated casualties to the arena of destruction, where they were to battle with the white giants called teeth. Mac and cheese didn't stand a chance against teeth, for never has it been known that teeth lost in any battle. They were crumbled upon, and then sent into the eternal hole, the hole of no return.

she prodded, her voice as chilly as a winter in Aspen. “From a Mrs. Giorgia Bianco.” Once the name dropped, all hell broke loose. Slapping the clipboard way, Sasha marched outside into the circular driveway and found a shiny black Ducati limited edition vintage motorcycle parked right next to the fountain. The scream that erupted from her lips almost pierced everyone’s eardrums and made all the nearby birds fly away.

MAX She is absolutely stunning, every line and curve is sculpted to perfection. My eyes trail over her porcelain skin. Her long black hair is wet and is clung to her back. Her perfectly round peach bum is staring at me, begging me to come closer. It is taking everything to hold Maddox back. I shove Maddox down and shift back.

M&M’s for Breakfast ~ Naika End Game ~ Cat Burns Shane’s words were on repeat as he drove into me. We were slick with sweat, his smoky scent on me like a second layer of skin as I held on, needy for everything he had to give me. He cursed as I clenched around him. Pleasure danced through me as I twitched around his still-throbbing cock.