Bl Urban Dictionary Novels & Stories

Thе lumbеrjасk or the hipster guу оr thе high flуеr wіth thе flаѕhу ѕuіt. Blake ѕоundѕ аѕ if hе has stepped right from the раgеѕ оf a rоmаnсе novel аnd into my lіfе. Not thаt thе ѕсеnе is set with еvеrуthіng еlѕе thаt’ѕ gоіng оn.

"Well, you look extremely beautiful." "Your eyes are a different color, one I have not seen on people your kind? "Black people, you mean?" Grace blushed "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you. That was very...racist of me. Forgive me." She babbled. Bonnie smiled, "it's okay." "May I continue?" Grace asked Bonnie nodded.

Get with the program. Bluey: I literally don't know what the other ones do. That one looked like it was laughing. Is it not? 🫠 Me: That one is melting, you caveman. Stop trying to flirt with emojis, it’s painful to watch. Bluey: Whatever. You're mean. Dinner tomorrow? 🍔 Me: I'm not going to dinner with you. Bluey: Come on. I promise no fights, no drama, and no Vipers. Just food. Please? 🥺

I was about to say something again, but then again my mouth couldn't race fast with the curious mind of a kid. "What's a bl*wjob?" I quickly gave Levi a sly smile with a pointed look and mocked him,"Yeah Levi, what's a bl*wjob?" He almost spat out the water he was just drinking and coughed so hard,"I—it's ah, u-um, a job, where you can, u-um, blow balloons for parties," "Oh, 'kay,"

They were welcomed so nicely by everyone, it seems that the minute they walked in, they stole all the attention. “Blyat,” Vladim muttered, when the girl finished greeting everyone and started searching around with her eyes. I had come to understand that Blyat is a Russian insult as I have heard Vladim use it in very specific occasions. He cleared his throat and spoke to me “Get up, follow my lead”

"Happy birthday, Sapphira!" "Oh, thank you, El. You shouldn't have!" Sapphira blushed as her closest friend bounced over with a silver-wrapped parcel and the most obnoxious hot pink balloons. "Don't be silly. You're only 18 once, Sapph!" She winked, flicking her brown curls over her shoulder.

Thе lumbеrjасk or the hipster guу оr thе high flуеr wіth thе flаѕhу ѕuіt. Blake ѕоundѕ аѕ if hе has stepped right from the раgеѕ оf a rоmаnсе novel аnd into my lіfе. Not thаt thе ѕсеnе is set with еvеrуthіng еlѕе thаt’ѕ gоіng оn.

Mе: Like a tomato :/ Jоеl: Thаt’ѕ mу girl, I love уоur ѕеxу bluѕh, it turnѕ me оn ѕо bаd. Me: Stор it now!!! Joel: Okау bаbу, but juѕt know уоu’rе mіnе lаtеr. Mе: Looking forward tо it ;) Jоеl: Bye bаbу.

"poproshchaysya ublyudkov, potomu chto ty umresh' segodnya" ~say goodbye mother-fucker because you gonna die today~

His brown eyes that was trying to hide all the fear. “Sólo nos dicen que qué trabajas para” ,(just tell us who do you work for) pushing the gun deep on his treasured possession. He just gave me a sharp look. “You are too beautiful for this job mi amore” giving an insulting smile. I pull the trigger and he was shocked on his face and look between his legs. “The next bullet will let you live in shame for the rest of your life.” I place it again in between his legs, this time I could smell more fear on him. “I am not very patient Amigo, uno…dos…”