Caption Story Novels & Stories

Sage watches her go past and then opens her laptop again. The radio crackles. "Update?" Cassidy's voice. Sage picks it up. "Dead end. Stand by." "Standing by has a limit," Cassidy says. "I want to know what you found." "I just told you what we found. A man with onions and a fish magnet on his fridge." Sage sets the radio back down. "Stand by, Cassidy." Dante pulls out into the road and nobody says anything for a block and a half and then I say, "He thought we needed help."

I'm a capybara. Yet, after taking a single nap, I wake up as the scion of the Kensington family, Drake Kensington. When I crawl back to the sprawling 32,300-square-foot villa, my entire family's scared stiff. Matthew Kensington, the Kensingtons' adopted son, points at me and screams, "There's a ghost!" Without even looking up, I deadpan, "Oh, yeah, I'm whatever you say I am." He passes out on the spot. Drake's biological father, Garrett Kensington, slams his fist down on the table and snarls, "Look at you! Do you look anything like the heir to the wealthiest family? Have you seriously forgotten how to walk?" I give his question some serious thought. Crawling does take less effort tha

They have similar facial features and hair colours. That guy suddenly gazed at me. "And who's this beautiful lady over here??" He asked nicely, smiling with his eyes. "This is Bambi." Greyson introduced. "Oh hey, i'm Shane Grant. This asshole's brother. Good to have you here." He joked, grabbing my hand and shaking it. Greyson was already tall. But Shane was a bit taller and his skin was a bit darker. But he is so much more chatty and energetic than Greyson can ever be.

Caleb pushed the door open, two coffees in hand. "Want me to get the story killed?" He handed me a cup. Steady eyes. "No." I took a sip. "Killing it would just make me look guilty." "He wants to play. We'll play big." The captions streamed across my vision. [Why isn't she fighting back yet, I'm dying.] [This is unbearable — how is this loser winning the PR war?] [Relax. She's just loading up the big move.] I looked at Felix's smug face on the screen.

"You should see this." Lynn took the tablet, a cold dread settling in his stomach. On the screen was an article from a sleazy but popular online tabloid, The Daily Whisper. The headline was sensationalist clickbait: "IS EVANS GROUP HEIR HOLDING ARTIST CAPTIVE? SHOCKING DETAILS OF RE-EMERGED PRODIGY'S DISAPPEARANCE!"

THE ATTRACTION O What to expect… Heart rate unexpectedly increases Before my eyes is the unexpected Never thought I’ll be enchanted Never thought I’ll be captured Who is she? She looks like a rare beauty But what to do? Should I chase? Or should I stay? O what a dilemma BY, STESSY B. JAMIE Fred chuckles lightly over the phone before saying, “I will try to get the ‘Boss’ out of my mouth but its going to take some time”

I mumbled as I walked over to her and flung myself onto the couch. She searched his name and tons of articles came up. Not wanting to be tempted into reading what could potentially be lies about him I grabbed the laptop ignoring Christy's cry of protest and immediately went to images. I scrolled for what felt like forever but was just a couple of minutes and found that he wasn't photographed with a black woman that he was dating or rumored to be dating. "Well I guess he was telling the truth about that," Christy carefully took the laptop from me and shut it down.

Craig stopped at the one from the school girl shoot on her knees looking up. Only her eyes were covered in this one as she pouted. The caption read, "Please, baby boy? Please let mommy suck your cock? I'll be the best you ever had, promise!"

Mustafa who is now with Zoe wants to live a new life again after going through hell in his marriage with Cassie but with the children they have standing in the way, how does he function properly as the husband to Zoe and as a father to the children he has with Cassie? Cassie is left to deal with the misery, trying to patch all of the broken pieces together after so much has been ruined. Would she ever get a renewal of love and life itself when there's unprecedented polyandry standing in the way? Aren't you excited for this??? Ooh la la! Until next time, see you in The Captor, sequel to The Captive! One more thing, you can read The Captive on GoodNovel now and you can also purchase it on Okad

Cass had by now fished out my cock and stroked it slowly as I looked at the pictures. "These are so well made. That looks so realistic. What is that?" I asked, looking at the facial picture. "It's just soap," Cass answered in a low voice. I then turned my eyes to the caption. Reading it almost made me cum right away. My cock pulsed hard to the rhythm of her agonizing slow strokes. The caption: "Something you will never get to do!" in Cass' cute handwriting no less. I wanted to take my cock from Cass and jerk it like no tomorrow. Seeing these photos and not being able to bust to them was pure torture. Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them.