Bk Borison Books Novels & Stories

Although, Eddie can be crushed like a soup can in Donovan's hands. Donovan is more prominent than his brothers on the broad side. He may look menacing, like a large bear, but the way I see it, he's not scary at all. He's an oversized teddy bear. "He came home late because of his shift at work," He sniffs his plate and moans. "Nothing but a plate of bacon, eggs, sausage, and don't forget waffles to fill up my belly. Oh, speak of the devil, wearing nothing but his Batman briefs. Have respect, man; we have a child and ladies' presents."

His gaze remained riveted on the mesmerizing sight as he added, “need not speak the words your eyes so clearly confess, love.” C O P Y R I G H T This book is solely a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, incidents and/or occurrences are products of the author's imaginations, and have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual person(s), living or dead, places or events is purely coincidental. Her Strength Her Bane © 2023 by Laramie. Published by O. A. F., writing under the pseudonym, Laramie.

“Anything can happen to anyone.” Mr Benson let out a sharp breath. “Well, just don’t make a habit of disappearing. You know how much I rely on you.” “I know. I promise it won't happen again.” I said, giving him an understanding nod. “What about me, Mr Benson. Do you not rely on me?” April asked playfully. “You scare my young readers away, April,” Mr Benson said, causing us to laugh. “Just stay away from scandal too,” he added. I laughed as I headed toward the tall bookshelves with April trailing behind. It was a relief that he didn't prolong the matter. I wonder what I would have done if he sent me back home.

And wanted it to remain that way. “Yo Babbz, want to do the honors?” The same guy who broke my fall addressed one of the other goons. The slender one. “I would love to, boss.” The Babbz guy replied bluntly, licking his lips greedily. I stepped back hastily, trying to put more space between us. But he kept advancing in a predatory stance. “Boss,” a different guy called. “What?” The said boss shot back rudely. “Babbz had the last one,” he started nervously and Babbz shot him a dirty glare, but the guy ignored it. “You promised me some new ass for taking care of our little problem…” He trailed cautiously.

She didn’t say anything, but continue staring at me. “Rosie, please?” “I’ll think about it.” And just with that, she brushed me off. As I looked up, I saw Bonnie walking towards us with both hands holding two cups of drink. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he slid the drink to Rosie. “Are you seriously stalking Rosie?” “I just happened to be here.” He rolled his eyes, “yeah, talking about fate here.” Bonnie then push a chair and sit. “Why does it have to be raining.” He grumbled, loud enough for me to hear.