Booboo The Fool Novels & Stories

“You’re going to step on me!” He froze mid-step, boot hovering just above the floor. “Oh, sorry, ma’am!” His voice cracked slightly under the towel, and for some reason that nearly sent me into another fit of giggles. He really has no idea how ridiculous he looks right now. Carefully, he stretched one arm behind him, fumbling with the robe, his elbow sticking out at the oddest angle. He waved it around blindly like he was trying to feed a dangerous animal without daring to turn his back on it.

Kenna laughed, “I know everything, Blob Alyson. The fact that a fat, disgusting wretch like you thinks that she can stand besides Leon is hilarious. You can’t even cheer him up because you are too big.” My face turned red, and the entire hall roared with laughter. “A kiss, she kissed Leon?” “That’s not possible. She probably forced herself on him.” “Yeah, look at how big she is. Why would anyone want to kiss her?” “I’d rather eat vomit. I can’t even picture how annoying it would have been for Leon.” Everyone had something to say, and no one considered how harsh their words were. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm.

“Try me.” We followed Aria through the maze of booths. Every stall was alive with chatter, spell-charms, rune-carved pumpkins glowing from within, crystal necklaces said to bring luck. My mother had outdone herself organizing it all. The warriors were guarding the edges of the field, but even they looked a little lighter tonight. Aria stopped in front of a wooden booth covered in flashing rune lights, Test Your Strength, carved into the top. She grinned, eyes shining with mischief. “Tyron, let’s see if that rogue strength is all talk.”

“Nope. Sex should have been enough for you.” “It’s never enough. Cuddling after sex is.” “You can cuddle but no foreplay? You are a weird one.” “Weirdo is my name.” “Okay. So that’s what I’m supposed to call you?” “Yeah.” He kisses my neck and takes the comb from me. “Let me help you with that.” “No.” I grab the comb from him. “What tomboy? You don’t want me touching your hair?” “Yeah. I will do it on my own.”

"You don't have to dress to impress my two cousins who still haven't cut me off. They're pretty chill." "Awe..." The man whined, earning another eye roll from Hua. "I thought you said I'm your date." "I take that back." Hua chuckled as Kade faked pouting at her. He's a six feet tall ex-mob, he doesn't have the right to be this cute.

I fought back his stares at me and I made sure that I’ll look like a hella puppy begging for it’s master to calm damn. ”Don’t be mad, please. I promise I won’t talk to anyone else unless you tell me.” I said. His eyes widened a bit, looking amused by what I just said. Of course I wouldn’t do that! Just when he’s around. Tss. I wet my lower lip and proceeded to bite it lightly. I’m afraid he might realize that I’m just trying to fool him. His eyes softened and he run his fingers on his soft hair. Was that a compliment? No.

She held her breath in, terrified. Glee licked her lips. “Please consider,” she tried to soothe the young girl, “how very long I’ve waited to reunite with you, child.” She paused. “And you were right . . . this isn’t your father. I do enjoy my little mischiefs. See?” She kicked her pet away, and the Richard-Thing sprawled to the floor and twitched at her feet, naked, erect, still slavering Glee’s dark juices.

Her finger pointed at the fox-cat and she was very much speechless, this time it was real. “Bob?” the beautiful fox-cat who was lying on a tree's roots enjoying the breeze suddenly fell and glared at her. He who was revered as a peerless man, sought after by Gods and Goddesses, was nicknamed Bob by a mad woman who talks to 4 other persona’s who she played herself. Foolish! Unacceptable! The fox-cat turned his head away from her and flaunted his well kept tail, swaying his body elegantly and walked away from her. She then followed him while giggling, he looked quite cute when he was annoyed a while ago.

A towering man, nearly two meters tall and built like a fortress of muscle, stepped into the room against the light. The moment Nathan saw him, his eyes lit up with glee. He hurried forward with an obsequious grin plastered on his face. “Mr. Morgan Williamson? Are you Mr. Williamson? Fantastic! “There’s a shameless fraud here pretending to be Mr. Brooke. Please, teach him a lesson—show him what happens to impostors! “Beat him to death for all I care. He has no parents and no background. He’s just a stray, despised by everyone.”

Laughing cruelly, the subordinates bound her and tossed her into the lobster tank. "You love playing with Australian lobsters, don't you? Bring in every one in the city to keep her company." Startled by the sudden intrusion, the lobsters scuttled back at first, but when they realized she posed no threat, they surged forward, tearing into her arms, belly, lips, and cheeks. "Logan, save me! Tell Mr. Shenton I didn't know Bella was his wife! I was wrong—ah! It hurts!" Before she could finish, a subordinate seized her chin and forced her mouth open.