Completed Bl Novels & Stories

she said raising her head up. "What's it?" He asked. "Ok, but first, just know it's going to be a really long kinda speech, and I don't want interruptions." "Ok." She took in a deep breath. "I am not perfect, I have done lots of bad things, most of them I'm not proud of. We didn't meet in an exactly...well, you know how we met and what happened hours later. Then to my utmost surprise I found out you were my blind date the next day.. ok, let's just fast forward this." She laughed, Alex smiled at that. "What I am trying to say is, Torento is gone, my past doesn't hold as much mystery as I had thought, and everything concerning that had been cleared, so now, I want you to know that I..."

He remembered her words and without any thought, he darted out of the roots of the tree. Alex watched in calm as Weaver opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when the motion of a red blur shot out from underneath the slightly uprooted roots of a tree. Weaver was about to give chase but was stopped by Alex, who gently bit down on his tail. "Do not give chase." Alex said firmly and Weaver pulled his ears to his head but nodded while looking into the direction the red blur had run in.

"Serana's hurt. You need to apologize to her." I jerked my arm free and met his cold gaze before speaking each word slowly. "I told you, I didn't push her. Why should I apologize?" "I only believe what I see with my own eyes." Trey's voice was low and dark. "Leah, don't push me." With that, he pulled a grayish bone whistle from his chest. It was Dad's keepsake. After the Gram pack was destroyed, this bone whistle had been the last thing he left me.

Because I was genuinely uncertain whether it applied. “It feels like completion,” he said. “Which I think is different. Closure suggests the thing is sealed off. Completion suggests it arrived at its proper end.” He held my gaze. “My father is going to prison. Cole is cooperating with prosecutors. Your father’s name is cleared. The Foundation is running the scholarship cycle in his name. The Ohio CEO is rebuilding.” He paused. “Everything that needed to happen has happened. That’s completion.”

Prior said: "How long did the complete analysis take?" Aria signed: "The initial framework was established in the first eighteen hours. The complete version with all verification layers was finished at the end of the forty-three hours following receipt of Mr. Blackwood's archive." Prior looked at her through Soo. "Forty-three hours." Aria signed: "I don't sleep a great deal when I'm working on something that matters sufficiently."

says the one with the deep brown hair and mostly referred to as the brains of any operation. " No wonder that guy likes her, she's hot" the blonde continued as he watched her till she disappeared from their sight. " Yeah, he likes her and almost got married today. Genuine like indeed" The blonde man chuckled a bit at the memory and ruffled his partners hair. " Nice act today Chez, who knew that gunpowder could give the exact same sound effect of an actual gun?" " Everyone does Santiago, now shut up" " You're all cranky" " I'm not"

“Yeah, he is. He’s even better than me.” She shrugged. “I can’t be the judge of that. You move too fast.” I chuckled. “Maybe you just watch too slowly.” I teased, wrapping my arms around her. “Funny.” By the time Mason had finished training, Jillie had wandered off somewhere with Alyx. “Hey, man,” he greeted me when he made it over to me. “Hey,” I replied. “Everything is almost ready.” “All the houses? The daycare? Medical center?” I nodded. “You’re forgetting that we move extremely fast.”

“..I guess it can’t be helped then…we can settled for the river and air route for now…that shouldn't hinder out progress at all…. ”. “That is correct, Your Highness…for the city itself…I can proudly stated that it is already at 85% completion..”.(Holgun Iron Horn) “Good job there, Holgun..”.

Then I nudged Karl lightly, “…How’s the poem coming?” She blinked at me. “What poem?” “The one you’ve been hiding from me for three days.” She frowned at her. “…You’re annoying.” “That’s not a denial.” I laughed and she sighed softly, giving in. “It’s… okay, I guess.” My eyebrows shot up. “Okay?” I repeated dramatically. “ Karl aka William Shakespeare, just called her own work okay. Should I alert the press?” “It’s unfinished.” she said. “Which means?” “Which means I hate it currently.”

The covenant registering completion. I sat back on my hands and looked at the wolf in thorns above the dais. Fourteen nodes. Fourteen days. All clean. My phone, the battered one Jax had insisted everyone carry for the coordination network, showed three messages. Naya: Eleven complete. My mother: Twelve complete. Fen, characteristically: Three plus two outliers. Done. Coming back. Thirty-seven nodes. All clean. I looked at Kael. He was watching me with the expression he had when he was deciding whether something was finished or whether the world was going to find another thing to throw at us.