Crybaby Oakland Novels & Stories

Until the very end, the two partners in crime are two partners in prison. Xander was the one to submit it all on that night when he knew about the real cause of Gabbie's miscarriage. The case lasted for two months but in the end, Clyde and Jameson didn't win. Eight months ago, during Xander's medication that seemed like a siesta for his nemesis, he gathered information about how Clyde manages the company with the help of his driver that also became his only assistant left. Worse luck, Clyde, that smarty-pants took advantage of his power to gain more profit even if it's going illegal.

Nico dropped her there. She always preferred to sit in the front raw, but today, she chose the back row. She was affraid that if she keep coughing, it would affect other students. However,the whispers of her classmates's gossip didn't escape her ears. "I saw Crista came here in a luxury car this morning. I heard that she got herself a rich old man." one of her classmatr said. "Really? How can she be so shameless as to sleep with an old rich man? She is so beautiful. But it turns out, she's a gold digger too." another one said.

Blood smeared her thighs. My pulse hammered. My fingers twitched, claws itching to burst free. But I stood still, forcing myself to breathe. Walk away. You don’t know her. “Please,” she sobbed, her voice raw, broken. “Not my baby...” The taller one sneered. “Should’ve thought about that before you spread your legs for the Alpha.” The other one laughed, his fist slamming into her face. “Dylan said to make sure you won’t be a problem anymore, but I like to be extra, I want you to scream my name into the night as I fuck you senseless.”

"Hey! That's my toy!" I watch as the kid cries for her toy, being bullied by older kids. I stood up from the roof and walked away, I hate seeing such scenarios. I walked towards the Grymkin's forest, my clan's forest, this is where my clan moved after someone had spread a hideous rumor about us, which is true. Our clan controls fire. The kingdom has given us the title of "Grymkin's Protector" when in fact we can burn this forest down into ashes.

David Hardwood had been sentenced to three years in prison for sexual abuse and attempted murder. *** 10th October 2017, The sun kissed my face delicately, letting the cool October breeze pass by as I shut my eyes and let nature consume me. With the soft chirping of birds as they created their own melody, everything felt at ease, like everything was finally going to be okay. When I opened my eyes, I almost screamed bloody murder at the upside down face staring back at me, grinning like a creep. "Jesus Jos! What the hell!?" I yelled, clutching my heart as she grinned foolishly, dangling from one of the thick branches of the Oak tree like a monkey.

He moaned —fucking moaned—into my ear. “I’ll let you tie me up, Cyrus. I’ll beg. I’ll scream. I’ll be your filthy little hole. Just please... give it to me.” A hot, strangled cry tore out of my throat as my thighs locked and I spilled in my pants, wave after wave, harder than I had in months. My cock pulsed so violently it left me dizzy. My legs shook. My whole body shuddered with it. I collapsed forward slightly, forehead nearly hitting his shoulder, gasping for breath.He didn’t flinch.Didn’t even laugh this time.

But there was a drunken sleaze, that was groping my leg. Fuck! This is not happening! "Jeremy!!!! Jemmy!!!!" I was calling his name, crying. Then I saw him got hit on the head by some dude and drop to the booth holding on his head. The bar brawl was still going on and the crowd was getting larger, I was crying and finally crawling my way to the bathroom. The sleaze caught up to me and grab my waist. He was big, and he was drunk.

But suddenly. “Mommy, Daddy.” A cry from a little girl echoes right in front of him and from the other end of the bridge. The night that is deep and quiet makes the crying echoes. The burning cars in front of them and the smell of intoxicating burns are raising. He stops crying, now pitying the little girl that just got his attention. He turns his gaze in front and saw the little one dressed in red, full of wounds, and crying hard. Her cheeks are red from crying and her nose seems to swell because of the same reason. The lights from the bridge made him see her clearly, or perhaps he is only seeing himself from her.

He stepped forward and put his arms around me, then I let myself lean in slightly because it was cold and he was warm and I was tired of holding everything at arm's length. Things spread at a campus where everyone's business was everyone else's entertainment. Someone had seen us hugging. By the time it had spread round, it was now a confirmed fact. Tyler Brooks and Isabelle Barrett were officially together. The reactions were a few raised eyebrows. Some genuine surprise that the quiet girl with the notepad had somehow become someone worth talking about in a context that wasn't a video or a caption. "Does it bother you?" he asked as he walked me to my first period.

And then, he leaned in and kissed her lips — deep, intense, and full of longing. Lily’s fluttering eyelashes answered him — And they lost themselves in each other… completely. The car continued on auto-drive, the road still calm — But the very next moment… CRASH! A speeding truck came out of nowhere and slammed into the car. Everything happened in a single heartbeat. A scream tore through the air — “Ahh…!” And then… silence. Shattered glass sparkled across the road… A moment that had just felt like heaven — now turned into a haunting question.