Blackberry Stories Novels & Stories

-Look Antonio, I'm not interested in that, so give me the money I'm demanding or I'll go and ask her for it, I'm not interested in what happens after that, and whatever amount we agree on must be in writing. Antonio, extremely annoyed, said to her: -For God's sake ma'am, you can't do that with you, so let's speak clearly as you say. -Of course, of course Antonio, until you understand. -Well ma'am, this conversation and your threats in which you want to blackmail me at the expense of your daughter's health, is recorded so I'm going to put you in jail, I'm going to denounce you and you will spend the next few years in jail.

After buying a packet of black licorice which was his favorite of all goodies, I headed over to his house on my bicycle. The 'For Sale' sign threw me off and I drove into it after I read it in shock. I found out later when I got home that Mr Blackstone had gotten a promotion and that they had moved yesterday. The promotion was only valid if he was able to start working that day. And just like that, I lost my best friend. "Now class," Ms Jacobs, the Lit teacher, called our attention. I broke out of my thoughts and looked up to face her.

I just told myself it was good to keep safe a distance from people, but why is it that I have this desire to listen to them? "I'm glad you're Crimson's friend." Scarlet replied as she smiled. "Black, can you promise me something?" "What is it?" "If one day, Crimson needs your help, please be there for him. That guy doesn't know how to ask for help, and he might get mad at you for it, but please help him when the day comes." "You seem to know a lot about Crimson." "Yeah, I do." Her expression was really sad, but then she smiled. "That's enough of that. I didn't mean for the topic to get so depressing. I'll see you around, Black."

Her eyes do not leave it, and I become much more horny with the way she stares at my cock. Do you see this, racist man? Your girl is so amazed at the black person’s cock. “Do you want to taste it? If you want to, just do it. You’re allowed to touch and taste it.” I smirked evilly at her. She gulped, and I saw her chest moving, indicating that she’s nervous... or excited? “I already have a b-boyfriend.” I chuckled and held the garter of my boxer shorts. I saw her follow it quickly.

Sophia’s breath caught. “You mean… someone hacked it?” “Exactly.” The alley seemed colder now. “And when the demo failed,” Marissa continued, “everyone laughed at them.” Sophia’s mind raced. “But they still became billionaires.” “Yes,” Marissa said. “Because six months later they rebuilt the app and sold it for billions.” Sophia frowned. “But that still doesn’t explain why they’re here now.” Marissa looked directly at her. “They think someone in this club sabotaged them.” Sophia’s chest tightened.

She was on the verge of losing it. "No! Please, don't tell them! I'll talk, Matty! I'll tell you everything!" Hearing this, Matteo finally loosened his grip. "Start talking." Rebecca gasped for air, coughing violently as the rush of oxygen burned her throat. However, she didn't dare stop. She gasped sharply, her voice breaking. "Y-You can check my phone!" Frantically, she unlocked her phone and handed it over with shaking hands. "I didn't do anything! This is all a misunderstanding!"

I was at the beach. Chief grabbed that file from Clark and said, "you must respect someone's privacy!" 'I thought it'd be amusing to know what you were doing at the beach a century ago...' "Only if you don't judge me after reading it." (Clark smiled) 'Why did you call me here?' "Now you're on the right track, these cases of suicides aren't that easy to solve. They are literally typical, beyond our thinking and even different from our every previous case." 'And... What?' "Check this file in your hands?" 'This... (he reads) FUCKK!!! What the hell is going on in this world?' "As I've said earlier that you'll regret your life?" 'I think I should contact my partner...' (And he leaves the HQ).

I bet you already know who was it, ehehehe. PS: If you want to know my other stories as well as Black's story, feel free to tell me your Instagram account or FB so that I can share you the link. Their son's story is not yet out but it will be soon. Thank you for supporting them until now. I LOVE YOU ALL AND THEY ALL LOVE YOU TOO!(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

Coughing, he went to the washing area and washed how mouth full of chocolate bits. "Berry gold creamer," Grandma laughed so evil like in the movies. "Grandma," I called, still shocked. Waiting for her to continue the story. "Oh, where were we again? Uhh. . . Yeah your mom, your dad and your cousins." She sighs heavily. "But let's just talk about your mom and dad first. Oh this story will take forever!" she continued, and took another bite of fruit berries I don't know the name of. "I dare you to tell her the stories in one week," Grandpa says finishing to drink his coffee.

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…