Bull Shifters Shirt Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jade asks, playing with Kaleb. “Guess we can make a plan,” Bull answers, taking a swig of his bud. He is wearing a light beige chino pants and white t-shirt. Hard bulky muscles pack his body that the t-shirt stretches around his biceps. There is nothing lean about him. He is purely lethal unless it comes to my boy. “You looking different After,” Bull says, and she was looking different since I begged her to wear a shorts and t-shirt today. It was so darn hot, and I was tired of having to look at leather and denim the whole day.

The shirt clung to the dips and ridges in his body, making his muscles stand out. Alpha Asher had put every one of us to shame, his outfit simple yet highlighting every delicious ounce of his body. His black shirt was thin, consisting of a material that clung to every ripple of his muscles. His build looked huge in the outfit he wore, concealing most of his skin yet highlighting every bump and groove. His large forearms were visible, the sleeves of his shirt bunched up at the elbows. Carter and Wade were last to stroll into the room, the hint of a friendly smile forming on Carter’s face. Wade remained stoic as he often did, eyeing the four of us somewhat warily.

Leo would certainly get a kick out of it if G-Man was wearing it when he woke up. She found several more and figured this must have been the shirts his friend had bought him, unloved and unworn, hidden away in shame. She couldn’t decide which was her favorite, so many good choices. Like the shirt with the arrow pointing to the side with “I’m with sexy.” The one with don’t hate me because I’m beautiful or Maybe he’s born with it. Or maybe it’s botox.

I can hear whispers from downstage and it dawns on her that we are now the center of attraction. This is a plan. I have planned this day for a year. Most people will be wondering what the hell is happening or going to happen. Others would think I still want to bully her on a day like this as a farewell but they are all wrong. I want to claim her. She belongs to me alone. This is why I scared the other bullies away so she can be mine alone to disturb, trouble and torment. I dip my hand into the pocket of my blue tux and bring out a small red box. Her eyes fall on it in curiosity.

She growled at me, her blue eyes suddenly turning a golden hue. “Yeah, get mad at me and shift into a hybrid. I dare you.”

Now knowing I'm actually a shifter maybe I should consider wearing something proper. I was looking at a rather revealing set at the moment. Beth went in to try on some items so I was left to venture around and 'finally find something' as she had put it. The material was white in color and judging from the color of the mannequin peeking through, also completely see through on the cups and the underwear only covered a thin strip in the front. Color returned to my face once again as I tried imagining myself in such a thing and if Gerwulf would even enjoy it.

The shirt was a basic white dress shirt with a stiff collar and green buttons. The blazers were practically the same, other than a slight difference in style between men and women. Also, the blazers were different between the alternative school and the academy. For the academy, it was a black blazer with green stitching and green school logo. For the alternative program, it was a green blazer with black stitching and a black logo.

I'm actually lucky— I gasp when I notice Brandon is taking off his shirt. "Wh-what are you doing?!" He pauses. "I want my abs to be in the painting...is that a problem?" I glance down at his abs, sexy belly button, and v-lines before swallowing hard to regain my focus. I'm pretty sure the entire room is checking him out, but everyone here is an introvert; they don't dare to complain. They have also seen naked men before—last week, someone was posing for us entirely naked. So, this isn't anything new, but Brandon is much hotter than the guy from last week.

Is the shirt that flimsy, or did I secretly get super strong? “Tear-away.” Hale smiled as if that answered anything. Even on the brink of ecstasy from his fingers, I still managed to look confused. “We wear tear-away clothes. Easier to shift. Pants will rip off easily too.” He explained. Oh! That’s ingenious! Of course, they have specialty clothes. Cheaper than buying all new clothes every time they shift between human and wolf. And at least it explains how I could rip his shirt off so easily. I licked my lips moments before his lips were on mine again. He said the pants would rip off too. I need to get rid of those next.

Carly said besides me and I quickly turned to her. “I’m sorry.” The words left my lips, and a blush crept on my face, but I turned away. I couldn’t let anyone know I had a crush on the best football player in our school. It was silly. Why would a nerd like me think of such a chance? I wasn’t just any nerd, I was also chubby. The crowd went wild with cheers when Leon stepped out, holding up the award. A lady with blonde hair stepped out, and right in front of everyone, Leon gave her a full kiss.