Choso Novels & Stories

Aba, pigilan niyo ako at baka dukutin ko ang mata ng babaeng malantod na 'to! "I'm Cheska Carbonell, the girlfriend of the owner of this condo!" Mapagmalaking saad niya. Kumunot ang noo ko sa sinabi niya. S-She said what? G-Girlfriend?! Teka, as far as I know, Xzyrile ang pangalan ng girlfriend, ako ba pinagloloko nitong babaeng malandi na'to. Kabatang tao malandi na! Tsk, tsk!

Chips exploded. Soda sprayed into the air. And a giant bowl of warm nacho cheese tipped over. Directly onto Chloe. The room went silent. Every single person stared. Chloe lay flat on her back. Covered in cheese. A giant tortilla chip stuck perfectly to her forehead. For three full seconds nobody moved. Then Ugo fell to his knees laughing. And the entire party lost it.

Her text preview blinked across the screen, long enough to make me sigh before I even opened it: Carolina 🐱 Destiny Guide (accept no substitutes): So I think last night accidentally fixed my writer’s block??? Ai caralho. My hero now curses exactly like I did (don’t judge me). I had to stop mid-chapter to laugh. You’re dangerous. Also, Goose is officially a gato mágico. He has plot power. Be proud of your son. I smirked before I could stop myself, thumb hovering over the keyboard. “Who’s got Rosario grinning like he just got promoted?” Dez’s voice carried across the bay.

I sigh before bringing it to my lips. He chuckles. "I know," he replies, patting me on the shoulder in passing. "We need to head out. You ready to go?" I drink about half the tumbler before he even asks me that. I come up for air and sigh as I lick my lips and dab at the corners of my mouth with my finger. "No, but I don't have a choice, so let's just get this over with," I grumble, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder.

he explains, checking his wristwatch while arranging pieces on a cardboard board. Sam lowers his gaze, knowing deep down that Mark is right. “Alright, alright, what do you have there?” he murmurs, sitting beside him, voice softening. “It’s the ‘Eskimo’,” Mark says, finishing the setup. “Eskimo?” I ask, stepping between the two, taking a piece in my hand, tracing the drawings with my fingers. “We used to play this when we were kids. It’s like Parcheesi, but with three players and snow challenge cards,” he explains.

“What are y-you…” “Shss.” He shushed me. “You’re weak. You shouldn’t be talking.” He said as he brought a wrapped bowl into view. “What you need is food.” He muttered. “Clord’s Special.” He said with a delighted tone as he unwrapped the bowl to present a plate of beef and sauce before me. My gaze stretched. I couldn’t believe it. Staring at the food now, I was stunned because it felt like days since I’d seen something as delicious-looking.

𝙸 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼. "𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃?" 𝙸 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁 𝙵𝙸�

Chelsea didn't know what Vano had planned, but she hurried back to the kitchen, following his wishes. In silence, Carlos enjoyed his breakfast. Chelsea's carefully prepared dish, following specific instructions from Vano, was perfectly suited to Carlos's palate. He relished the soto in front of him without realizing that Chelsea and Vano were now exchanging signals to lure him into the kitchen to meet Chelsea.

Phew, how I visited the Finnish steam room, honestly . After enduring the torture of a moralizing dinner, Louis quickly retired to his room, opened his laptop and found that Kit had changed avatars - everywhere and everywhere. Now with each baring his teeth in a rather scary grin, the Cheshire cat from one of the gothic toys about Alice in Wonderland. Slanted predatory eyes and a tattooed muzzle. And between his ears, the inscription flashed - Kitty wanna play ... Lou somehow felt uneasy, both from the avatar and from this inscription. It looks like his girl is not in a good mood... However, it's hard to blame her for this... He remembered the trick of the Sydney fans and again felt a fit of

“Personal Assistant, huh… how should I call it again?” Speaking the name of that thing, “Wai!” Boof [Hewoo, I am your personal assistant. Wai, how may I help you?] A small creature that looked similar to a Halloween ghost for kids showed up. But… the features looked just like the panda. Weird… it also had black vault horns and tails. But the face looked exactly like what a panda has. “Wai… Where am I? Why am I here?” [You currently have a total of 80 harto. Each question would deduct five of it. Would you still want to ask those two questions? Yes or No]