Romans & histoires Chopper Blushing

He can't help but look her way, smiling and winking an eye at her making her break into a hot blush on her face. She quickly looks away and towards her screen, slowly slouching her body down so her face is covered by the computer screen. She closes her eyes, taking a deep sigh, puffing her cheeks. She's startled when she opens her eyes and sees Chloe, her best friend in front of her. Jumping in suspense at the sudden appearance of her best friend and daughter of the owner of the coffee shop, she tilts her cup, spilling some of the ice blends on her left thigh. The chill of the ice-making her goosebump as she feels the coldness penetrate through her jeans.

She looked up at Chloe whose face was crumpled as if confused. "What do you mean?" Chloe asked Maya who used her sword to push her away. With fierceness, Chloe stood up again, face now transforming, and gave her a turning kick on the face, exposing her face. It was the most horrible thing she had ever seen. From her nose bridge down to her chin and all around the jawlines had been replaced with naked muscles dotted with blood clots and accompanied with an upsetting rottening odour. Instead of teeth, or even lips to hold the teeth, there were just sealed lips that looked like they have been sewn with threads. Behind the face, the cover was a monster. Her purple eyes were now glowing.

Chloe kicked off her shoes. Meanwhile, Hunter was hallucinating. He saw Chloe smiling at him, her neck calling to him. Then his vision cleared, and he saw a man chained up, covered in blisters. He gagged. “Motherfucker,” he muttered. His mind was still playing tricks, a vampire in lace was coming at him. “No,” he shoved her away. “Hell no.”

She ripped her arm free, lunging at me again. Splash! A full glass of dark berry juice caught her square in the chest and face. I slammed the empty crystal onto the table, my gaze meeting Chloe’s dripping, messy form with a cold, terrifying stillness. "If you intend to hunt me, make sure your claws are actually sharp enough to do the job."

Chloe felt like a whole new person as she left the spa. New hair, she had decided to go with an aqua color. She could always dye it back if she needed to for a job. It had grown over the last few months and she had it cut short again. New nails, she got a manicure, and her almond-shaped nails were now in a slightly pinkish peach color, they did her makeup, and scrubbed her until her skin shined, she was waxed having hair ripped away leaving her smooth all over. Somehow they had convinced her to keep a small triangle shaped patch, but with a weird crop circle, tribal design just above her pussy lips and they dyed it aqua as well.

Chloe grounded out ferociously. The force of the impromptu collision sent Juniper's head whipping to the other side. She began to stumble backward until the hard surface of the wall halted her movement. Without warning, an ear-piercing scream left her lips as she held the throbbing cheek which now carried a flaming imprint of Chloe's hand on it.

Silence except for the sounds of heavy male breathing. “Trevor?” Colby said. “I’m here buddy.” “You ever seen such a beautiful pair of tits?” “Can’t say as I have.” “Look at those nipples. Big and red as cherries.” Unused to compliments on her body, Channing blushed. “Touch yourself. Show us what you like.”

"Hey there, little munchkin. What's my favorite girl craving for dinner?" Chloe's eyes, the same shade of emerald green as Eddie's, sparkled. "Pancakes! And lots of whipped cream, please!" I watched the interaction, a pang of something bittersweet twisting in my chest. The sight of their genuine affection was heartwarming, a reminder of the love and life that existed beyond the complexities of our past.

My nose bleeds but as I tried to stand up, someone held me. “Don't stand, or else you'll fall again” I turned to the person who just spoke, but due to the blur vision, I couldn't see clearly. “Everyone, grab what you can, we're about to land”. The pilot announced again. Suddenly, a loud bang jerk the chopper again, but everyone already laid down waiting for the rough landing metal door suddenly burst open making the violent wind from outside whoosh in. The sound of the chopper blade slap reduced gradually and the free fall began.

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