Dabi X Y/n Text Novels & Stories

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

"YEP. THEM FOLKS CALL YOU BARBIE OR DANA. MINE'S BEACHBODY" "WHATEVER YOU SAY, SUPERMAN. DO SLEEP TIGHT" "DREAM OF SUPERMAN" She chuckled at his last text, before tossing her phone on the bed and walking into the shower cubicle

" Fuck, " I growled hitting the wall making sure not to break it. " Is there anything I can do for you Mr. Damian? " one of the brunnete submissives whose name I couldn't be bothered to know begged. I knew all she wanted was sex with me and her pathetic ass wasn't going to get it. I was pissed, not horny.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

One she hadn’t visited in a long time. Curiosity won. She checked the online list. Pressure. A smile tugged at her lips before she could stop it. She typed. ShyPus: Heyy, Pressure. The reply came fast. Pressure: Oh wow. Look who decided to text me. Chelle took another sip of brandy, eyes flicking back to the screen. ShyPus: Yeah, yeah. It’s me. Pressure: After our last convo? That one was weird as fuck. Her fingers paused. Then—

Are they gonna ask for another condition! “We also want you to get the cure you require for Ava. The rose is the most powerful plant known. When used well, it can cure any sort of supernatural ailment. Your pains, it can cure it.” I took a deep breath because I wasn't expecting that. Diane is my priority and I didn't dare to ask for mine too. But they were offering, just like that. “This is a lot. Thank you so much, I really appreciate this.” I said, grabbing their hand in each of mine.

Ehan uttered then as he got a seat among them, “Okay. So, what is going on here?” One of his friends uttered, “Nothing specific.” Ehan proposed then, “Let’s play basketball, boys. It has been long and” Akash spoke up in annoyance cutting him off, “Are you trying to show off here that you play better than all of us?” Ehan let out a sigh and uttered, “Okay. You guys tell then what to do?” Akash spoke up again, “Let’s play Truth and Dare.” Ehan spoke up being irritated, “Is it even a game to play?”

Mhorein opened the notebook and scanned every page. "It's... Emp-" She stopped at one page and examined it. "It's a code." I stood beside her and looked at the page. I... Understood nothing. "Qgi qukk ubgweur rgw rgeibw biq rgpr rgw vkiis ua fibr?" -Acros"

I opened my bedroom door to see Damien laying in the bed waiting for me. "Bae, can we just talk." "Talk about what! How you keep lying? How i keep letting you fuck up over and over again. Or maybe let you feed me the same bullshit you been doing like saying you change and I'm all you want and need. Tell me Damien, what the fuck do we need to talk about! Because i want to know too! You can sleep her tonight but in the morning take your shit and go back to your own apartment! I'll deal with your shit later but tonight i just wanna sleep!"

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