Crimble Crumble Mga Nobela at Kwento

At the beginning, she thought it's just a Crush but when she realises it's not just a Crush and she had fallen head over heels for him her life turns upside down . When he's her crush , she didn't expect anything from him. She just wished to admire him. But when they are in love , she expected him to pamper her , love her and respect her. Both are poles apart. He's an extrovert who mingles with anyone easily while she's even unable to mingle with his friends. He's not that possesive type , while she's extremely possessive on him . Amidst the differences in their nature , it's their love that kept them together. What happens when an incident changes everything? Will they end up together or fa

"Alex…" "Yea, that’s right, baby. Moan my name." He urges as he cups my face with his other hand while his finger moves inside me. He adds his middle finger while he plays with my clit with his thumb and I cry as I throw my head to the back, my eyes rolling. I grip his shoulder to not fall and Alex keeps muttering dirty hot words to my ear as he rides me out and it isn’t long before I reach my high and relief washes over me.

The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens. "Don't call them junk," the elderly professor replied. Struggling to stand up from sitting on his chair, he gently placed the book he's reading on his desk, which was also filled with empty laboratory flasks, notebooks and pens. There was a stain of spilled ink covering the upper corner of his disorganized table. His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now.

“S***! Do not let them escape!” A voice screams and echoes amidst the exchange of gunfire in the dimly lighted alleyway. Men from the other side are falling dead. Proving more that they are all amateurs who didn’t know what they are doing nor in which territory they are creating a mess. Smokes from the gun and sparks like a flickering lightbulb comes and goes in each gun trigger. Painting the night red, and making some noise on that quiet night.

Brimworth yells at everyone. Their heads are lower in contrite. "Make sure our new team member feels welcome, and if I see that he is not, one of you will surely be kicked off this team. Got it!" "Yes, sir," they said, sounding like mumbles. Brimworth, tap me on the back and say, "Get change and let us showcase your amazing skill at swimming." I caught Lucas looking at me as he said so with a glare. There are scowls as Brimworth leaves.