Clasificada R Novels & Stories

At the very top of the grade ranking board, two names appeared side by side in the largest font. First place: Anita Rivers, Connor Thompson.

The far-right column, previously marked U for unclassified, now had a new entry: Current date. Location: Chamber Six, Third Mission Description: Anchor transfer completed, artifact in bearer's possession. Instead of U, this entry simply said C. Kael looked at it. The Librarian confirms the recent entry. He indicated that previous entries had been classified as unclassified because the individual events could not be fully categorized. However, the latest entry represents a clear case. It details a confirmed transfer of an anchor to a verified bearer, marking the first such event documented in the records.

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gomez and stared at my hands pressing Mark’s chest, when his fists began to hit Tom. “¿Ya no te sientes muy macho, pendejo? ¿Te gusta hacer sufrir a las mujeres?” I heard him say in Spanish between blows “You’ll see what it's like to be a macho, when I take you to the Hacienda...” I shuddered with terror when I heard his muffled moans, so I met Mark's eyes, seeing his limp, pale face, and although his chest rose and fell, he was completely still.

Camila asked in a sleepy voice. "we are going hiking" Roman replied. All the sleep seemed to vanish from the 20 year old eyes becasue soon she was all bubbly and walking around the penthouse like she was not asleep a few minutes ago. Roman let out a loud thraoty laughter as she began to drag him to their bedroom to get ready. Camila was the first to finish getting ready and that was only because Roman decided to dress super slowly in order to annoy the hell out of her. She wore an army green top with matching khaki shorts and a pair of black leggings inside paired with black boots. Roman didn't seem very dressed for the occassion with just a plain shirt and black top. "the mosquitos, they go

AJ… The fucker branded her. It was red and raw and looked like it was going to become infected but the AJ was so prominent… It was a scar she was to wear for the rest of her life. He made it so the world now understood that she was his… Sick fucker that he was… She would forever remember AJ now… Not that he was easy to forget. Lillianna did not see AJ again until later that night. The men had left and it was only the ladies. “So you are like a cow… They mark cows right?” Sally was being a complete bitch to her. Marla and Britney laughed. Lillianna for the life of her could not understand how anybody could be so cruel.

"Thank you!" Secretary Carmen waved to Clara and went off. Clara saw her get into the official car and the driver led the car away. She closed the door behind her and opened the employment letter, her name was written boldly on it as a registered employee of CRUZ enterprise. Clara couldn't contain the excitement, so she called Ella who was still at work. "It's here!" Clara said. "What's here?" Ella asked. "My employment letter, it's here!" "Oh, my sweet potatoes! I will be home in some minutes' time. So wait for me!" Ella said and cut the call.

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Chapter 3 – Ravina POV AThe pervert The warm water eased my sore muscles as I leaned back in the bathtub, releasing a slow breath. The tension in my body would not leave completely, but this was as relaxed as I'd been since arriving in this pack. I closed my eyes, reaching out through the mind-link. Anna, can you hear me? A minute later, my head was filled with her voice. I'm here. How are you? "Exhausted. Irritated. Something about this place feels. wrong," I admitted. "Are they treating you nicely?"