Novel & Cerita Chasing That Big D

Then we did another group hug. "You'll be divirginized finally!" Mark exclaimed. "Well about that.." all three of them look at me curiously. "You mean you already did tha DID!" Mark shouted excitedly. I shyly nodded. "Our baby Girl is now a woman! I am so proud of you! So tell me Ella. Is he big?" Mark whispers. Big? What Big? Big heart? Big bird? Big Mac? "What the fuck? He's still our boss Mark. If you want to fly out through the window of the 80th floor continue your line of questions." Chad warned.

Big D, slighted but still intimidated by Luigi and his fighting skills, chuckled and motioned for his henchmen to follow him to the door. But before he left, he turned to Alex. “You’re in the clear now,” he said, “but if we ever find out that you’re borrowing money and not repaying it on time again, well,” Big D’s dropped his voice to a menacing tone, “Let’s just say, you’ll lose more than your finger.” He made a slow, deliberate throat-slitting gesture with his hand, flashed Alex a wry smile, and then left, his henchmen close behind him.

shit can be crazy frustrating! Jenny perked up, "Oh please tell us!" I was like, "No...no, it'll just make things more awkward...this needs to stop, Jenny. Like I was trying to explain, the Big-Dick-Energy thing is exaggerated, but there is some truth to it because I've seen it play out. You run into these big macho guys...you know the type...arrogant, big-talk guys that always talk about their conquests, and drive big-ass pickups...or muscle cars; almost always, it's all posturing and it never makes their little dick any bigger...they just don't have it and it's really obvious."

Patrick shouts angrily at us, and I practically see everyone roll their eyes, then he turns and leaves, once more, alone. Dahlia then taps me on the shoulder, holding a small piece of paper which reads "46A 73HR" If you can't tell, I'm confused. Dahlia smirks at me while shaking her head, "its the number plate of his car dumbass" I smirk at her, "Well thank you, Jas, get right on it and get Chase, he should be back from his trip from Jacksonville by now" over these past couple of days with the drama surrounding Armstrong, I haven't really checked in with Chase, but he went on a small business trip because one of our assailants needed him there.

she held her spinning head and her vision started to blur and everything went black as she heard Chelsea shouting her name and calling Enzo inside. ------ Tabby

He was always a big guy, and he used it and turned it into muscles on the farm with his granddaddy. Big C wrapped his shirt around his face, leaving little room for his eyes. He knew his eyes would burn for days but he had to get to his sister. “WE NEED TO GET TO ESSENCE NOW! COVER YOUR FACES WITH YOUR SHIRTS! DON'T LET THAT MOTHA FUCKA WALK OUT OF HERE!” Big C yelled as he moved forward. He couldn't see anything, the gas was blinding and it felt like he was being stung by bees, but he ignored the pain and kept moving forward.

It was better to show it rather than describe it using words. "Really?" I nodded, smiling. "The train can take in a lot of people. Is it like that?" He used another example. "The train we rode earlier?" "Yes." I shook my head. "No. It’s way bigger than that." I said. "But maybe, it’s like the train you use to visit New York." I followed his way by giving a real thing he had seen and experienced to describe it. His eyes widened, and they sparkled with amazement. "It's so big, Uncle. The chair is also big." He remarked. "I want to try it, too."

Unforgivable! Dodging the next streak of silver with preternatural swiftness, I charged straight towards that vile beast, bullets whizzed past me as I rapidly closed the distance. My bloodied maw stretched wide, fangs yearning to tear out that smugly beating heart. I was locked in a ranging whirlwind with that smug bastard Alpha Damian. My jaws snapped at his throat as we grappled and rolled, each of us going for the killing blow. The reek of his fear was sweet-the arrogant prick knew I was about to end his pathetic reign.

“Emerson! Damn that girl is something else. Have y’all seen that ass?” Quinn literally growled at that. He felt like an animal that was about to be let out of the cage after years of imprisonment. “Oh dude, you don’t wanna go there.” Elias told him, laughing. “I mean, I just called Asher but you’d already talked to him. And said make sure to bring that hot babe with him.” Chase was still talking. “You wanna get out here man? It might be safer!” Elias was enjoying this way too much. But Quinn was still trying to put two and two together. He would knock the shit out of Chase later.

VINCE’S POV (3rd person) A limousine rolled to the huge glass building. The logo of the Longoria brand was recognizable enough that a small crowd had gathered to get a glimpse of the son of "The" Lucius Longoria. Those working in the corporate industry had already caught wind of the new acquisition deal. What was unexpected was that the heir took over himself.