Novel & Cerita Colossal Chest

" The chest isa container for dark magic, it seals whatever it is inside, other dark creatures cannot open it no matter how hard they try, not from the inside or from the outside and once inside it can't see, hear or sense anything nor be sensed by those outside " " I see, well I will be sure to return your chest to you after using it Tabi " " okay, now come it's time you had your rest " I place the chest on the porch by my bike and head up to my room, I have a shower and brush my teeth before hoping into bed, it takes me a few but I eventually drift off to sleep. Alpha King Tyler

Drago falls into step behind me, no longer surprised about me rushing off places. I yank open my door, eyes searching the room for where they placed the chest. There it rests, leaning next to one of my bookshelves. I fall to my knees and examine the chest. It’s old and made of wood. There is nothing special about the outside of it, it looks like a simple old chest. My father gave this to me when I left but I was so wrapped up in everything I totally forgot about it. I grip the side and try to push the lid open and it doesn’t budge. Frowning I notice there’s no lock on the chest keeping it shut but it still won’t open. Sitting back on my heels I bit my lip contemplating on what to do.

Her body was stretched taut as she kept pushing her butt back to meet my driving hips, and in this position, her chest was pushing outward, making her bre*sts look absolutely enormous. "Look at them! Look at my f*cking bre*sts!" she said, her face next to mine. My eyes looked down, over her shoulder, staring at her bouncing jugs. They looked so round, and smooth, and just f*cking huge. They looked like f*cking blimps on her chest, way too big for slim frame, jiggling in just the right way. Lisa turned to me and kissed my cheeks a few times before bringing her lips to my ear.

I hoped it wasn’t a joke gift, with box after box like those Russian nesting dolls. I carefully lifted the lid on the chest and gasped. There was the treasure. Sitting right on top of some other stuff was a long, thick, incredibly realistic-looking dildo. My jaw dropped as I tried to wrap my mind around the logistics of using it for anything beyond putting it on the mantelpiece and talking about it in hushed, reverent, tones. Hanging around the base was a little booklet on a string, and the front page of that said “Feel Familiar Inc. Create Your Own Replica For That Familiar Feeling.” My eyes went even wider when I read those words.

But his chest didn’t budge. He stepped back just enough for me to see all of him—his dress shirt, half unbuttoned, clinging to every curve of his muscle. His chest, dusted with dark hair, two swirls of tattoos peeking beneath the open collar—thorns, skulls, something wild stretching along his pecs. Abs like cut marble. Thick arms, veins rising beneath skin. He was big. So damn big the air felt thinner. He caught me staring. Smirked. “See something you like, princess?”

My chest felt tight, as if something heavy was pressing down on it, warning me of what was coming. Nicho sighed, as though bracing himself. “Chelsea wasn’t just his ex,” he said. “She was more than that.” I closed my eyes. “Nicho… don’t.” “He has a child with her.” The words hit me like a blow to the chest. I couldn’t breathe. My mind refused to process what he had just said, replaying the sentence over and over as if it might suddenly change. “You’re lying,” I whispered. “That’s not true.”

Alexis even started blinking her eyelids there quite a few times. Alexis began to notice foreign objects in the chest. She found a vintage-colored rectangular box with beautiful ornaments around it there. Then right next to the rectangular box, Alexis also found a box that was also quite large which was also vintage in color with strange ornaments according to Alexis there. In addition, Alexis also found a small black-red pouch, as well as a large black-red pouch. Alexis furrowed her brows there even more, because she didn't know for sure what was actually in the chest there right now. “The contents of this chest are not too much, it turns out. I think this chest feels heavy, because of its

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