Clumsy X Smurfstorm Novels & Stories

Matt Coffee in hand, I stared out the patio door, watching tumultuous waves pound the shore. The weather matched my crappy mood. Sleet poured down in horizontal ugliness and the wind was brutal, bending palm trees nearly in half. The temp was only in the lower fifties, too. I hoped to hell Jenny didn't drive her motorcycle today. The thought of her on that deathtrap during ideal conditions gave me shudders.

Storm Storm We all took one look at the look on Alpha Doyle’s face, and seeing the anger, which was evident there, the four of us wasted no time running out of the room and heading for the stairs. I ran upstairs to the spare bedroom and shifted back into my human form. Making my way into the bathroom I took a shower and got cleaned up. Once I was done, I made my way out of the bathroom and saw that the mud which I had left on the door and floor when I had come upstairs earlier had already been cleaned up. I felt bad that I had left a mess that someone else had had to clean up. But in all honesty, the girls and I had meant no harm. We had only been having fun. But still, the mess we had made

he trembled, trying to hold his ground. "Oh? Then, let’s prove it." I nodded to Zane, who brought my disabled robot onto the stage. Grabbing a steel rod as thick as my wrist, I brought it down on the machine in a hail of blows. "No!" Adrian lunged, but security, who was ready for this, pinned him in place. Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…"

“Fuck me! Fuck your blind, greedy MILF!” The storm outside finally broke. A crack of thunder shook the house, followed instantly by a torrential downpour that lashed against the windows. Inside, their own storm raged louder. Brody’s pace became frenzied, sloppy. He reached around, his fingers finding her swollen, slippery clit, rubbing it in rough, frantic circles.

I suddenly saw my reflection in his arrogant eyes as nothing but a pitiful, stray mongrel he decided to give his leftover scraps to. Then, without further thought, he shoved me toward the door, meaning to tell me to get a cab back home instead. Just then, Eva suddenly ran over to us. "Mr. Garner! Ms. Castro—" While running toward me, she deliberately "failed" to stop herself and crashed right into me. A split second later, I felt her forcefully push me off the stairs so that I'd tumble all the way down to the ground. I bumped myself into several steps and even scraped and cut myself on them. Finally, I tumbled and landed with a heavy plop into a roadside ditch.

she said, her voice low, as if she knew what that meant for me. My heart instantly picked up its pace, and I forced a calm smile, hoping she wouldn't see the faint tremble in my hands. "Thanks for letting me know. I'll just… wrap this up quickly." But as I attempted to finish typing, the first low rumble of thunder shook the building. My fingers froze over the keyboard. This wasn't just any rain; it was that heavy August rain, the kind I'd always hoped wouldn't come this early in the season. I hadn't been prepared. And now, the memories I'd pushed so far back into the shadows of my mind began creeping forward, tugging at me with each rumble.

I called her name but she didn’t stop. I could feel the panic taking over my body, I rushed over to the table and picked an envelope from the floor, taking a look inside “SHIT” “SANTOS” I shouted, where the fuck is he. “Roman?” Santos replied from behind me. I slammed the envelope into his chest “Find out who the fuck is behind this” I was making my way to the restroom when some woman named Clara approached me “Is everything ok?” she asked. “Perfectly fine, Luna is just feeling a little under the weather” I responded, wanting her to just fuck off so I could get to Luna.

The sun shone so brightly for the winter season. Superstitiously, you could say it bit people's flesh. Most people were even discouraged to go out of their houses to jog but those who could not afford to miss their daily routine or we could say, those that were used to it, got out of their homes to jog a little... Kavinsky jogged for some while before jogging back home since it was too sunny and he could not take it any longer. He was dirty from all his sweat. He met his mom watching TV in the sitting room and he went to peck her on the cheek.

Really, she smelt so good! "Who says you could catch me?" Clary asked with a smirk, launching herself towards the surprised Alpha. She feinted with a left hook before twisting her body and almost landing a right when Damon dropped his Bo-staff in surprise and ducked with his arms raised. Clary huffed when Damon used his momentum to flip her over the top of her head. She brought her hands down just in time to land a handspring, continuing the flip with a laugh when Damon spun and gaped at her.

Grabbing her diamond purse, Qing Yue hopped out of her hover and pressed the purple button on her blouse sleeve. "Have a wonderful time, Master!" The hologram screeched robotically as the hover blinked twice and went dark. Diamond purse clutched in hand, Qing Yue smiled and walked towards the revolving glass doors. As she passed a group of four descending from their own hover, her bracelet caught in her purse. Then, an unexpected gust of wind blew and her black hair flew in her face, blinding her vision.