Cham P Novels & Stories

So Phet also joined them for fun. Phet came to know that the boy who is behind Aom is Champ, who is actually a fresher from Economics. He would simply walk behind Aom calling her 'P'Aom' all the time, giving her water bottle, towel etc and etc which she would simply reject. No matter how hard she tries, Champ doesn’t leave her. She even shouted at him once. But Champ is just so thick skinned and desperate for her. Also Phet found out that Aom is behind Aroon to his greatest surprise.

With his eyes closed, he tried to dive into what Malia was dreaming at that time. With a thin puff of smoke that ushered him into Malia's dream, he clearly saw a clear field with the only van that had one side beautifully decorated. A small tent, a bonfire, two folding chairs, and a small folding table with several packs of snacks on it, decorated one side of a white van that was deliberately parked in the middle of the field.

Usapan lembut diberikan pria itu, serta kecupan yang tiada henti di kepala Fiona, dan membawa energi positif untuk mereka. Sementara itu, Sam masuk ke apartemennya. Dia berjalan tergesa-gesa ke jendela kaca di ruang tengah yang menampakkan pemandangan kota. Matanya menatap ke luar jendela, tersirat kebengisan di sana. Napasnya tertahan dengan segala emosi yang memberontak dalam hatinya. Urat nadi di pelipisnya menyembul begitu jelas. Dia mengambil ponsel di saku jas dan menghubungi seseorang. Sampai sekian menit kemudian, panggilan diangkat.

“Seriously?! Wessie, baby, you thought we want that traitorous asshole back in our group?” “He would get us all killed or put away for life. He has had no loyalty to us or his twin sister, except for that one time he saved her life,” Ransom rumbles. “Did you honestly think we don’t see how toxic he is for us?” Jase questions. “He will never be part of C.H.A.O.S. You are Charlie. The C in the acronym stands for Chancler. That’s you. Only you. Your status with us was never in question. Without you, there would be no C.H.A.O.S..”

Enter what? I tried my name. J-A-S-M-I-N-E. Denied. I tried “Return.” Denied. Then, without thinking, I typed: DOOR 2. The door clicked. A breath. A mechanical sigh. And it opened for me. I should’ve turned around. But I didn’t. I stepped inside. — This time, the corridor was longer. The air wasn’t stale. It was alive—humid, electric, charged like the seconds before a thunderstorm. The hallway lights pulsed in rhythm with my steps.

Clearing his throat, he turned to his bodyguards and instructed, “I need you to find someone I met at the club yesterday. I can’t remember anything about him. Name, features. Nothing. Just see if you can find anything about him.” “We’ll do our best, boss. But without details, it’s going to take some time. You don’t recall any of his features? Or anything that can help narrow it down?” Luca asked politely. With no clear details, it was like finding a needle in a haystack. Antonio narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall everything that happened last night. He recalled how he had shoved his fingers into the champ’s hair. “Brown..” He spat out. “He has brown hair. He’s tall, slender and smells o

to row back to the shore, something happened beneath them. The boat began to rock vigorously. Startled, the twins grabbed the edge of the boat and looked at each other with scared, wide eyes. "What's going on? Todd!" Emily cried. As the swamp Waters around them began to wave back and forth Emily let go of the boat sides and flung her arms around her brother. Todd kept a firm grip on the sides of the boat and looked around bewildered. "I don't know Emily!" He grabbed a hold of his sister as a large grey claw grabbed the boat and lifted it slowly out of the water. The twins shrieked in fear. Five skinny, long fingers covered in what appeared to be boils had a hold of them. They sat very stil

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."

For Wu. To be continued...

Liam remains motionless as he notices Chatham drinking. Chatham is an artist who spent two years painting ancient plagues as a hobby. When Liam saw him dressed casually, he approached him with a smile and said "Long time, man! What's new with you?" As he nods and says, Chatham is taken aback "Oh my goodness!! Look who we have here "and gives Liam a huge hug. "No, no, you have to be in the spotlight come on man, you've been my partner for three years and you've helped me a lot when you were doing your work in France, I almost lost FMC agency to the bosses," Liam adds, smiling.