Douma Novels & Stories

Boma's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of the freshly inked tattoo adorning his muscular chest. Her name, 'Boma D,' intricately intertwined, with the 'D' unmistakably signifying Donovan, caught her off guard, leaving her speechless for a moment. Her gaze fixated on the new tattoo, her mind swirling with a mix of shock and emotion. A surge of surprise and warmth washed over her, accompanied by a flutter of uncertainty and curiosity. The declaration of his affection for her, etched onto his skin, was both unexpected and deeply touching. Donovan stepped closer to her and took her hand firmly in his. Usually so composed and enigmatic, he now stood before her with this intimate and perma

I might change up to a female bot later, for now I was finishing ordering my future boyfriend-bot. I decided on naming him Damien, it's a cute name for my future boyfriend-bot. I uploaded his program from my home, he's to give me attention, take care of me, be open minded about my weird hobbies and stress relief methods, cuddler with me being the small spoon, a chef since I got zero knowledge in the kitchen, helps with daily tasks, a good listener, willing to watch any kind of movies I want, he could be a bit firm with all my experiences of one night stands I found out I like to have a more dominant partner. I added my program to an original dominant boyfriend one along with a nanny one, my

In fact, I spend more energy containing my power than I do presenting it most days, depending on my audience. The idiot noble with green hair and cat-colored contact lenses, on the other hand, is making every attempt not to feel as ridiculous as he looks. “Now, now. That is not becoming of a servant or a pet,” he’s recovered from the blow and has refreshed interest, given McDougan’s position. Green’s fake yellow eyes fell on the others quickly before returning focus to the girl. His ‘flex’ made every one else previously hopeful for a turn with her step back, leaving it between the McDougan and VonTassel douche bags.

The voice on the other end was deep, controlled, and completely unhurried. "Miss Arande." My grip tightened on the phone. "This is Marcus Donovan."

G has all keys. Jasmine walked slow, seven big, Lila holding her hand not letting go, Genevieve holding other hand, Damian behind with sock foot bare foot carrying Tabarola shop old lids and new lids and seven blueberries per pancake plate because you don't leave Tabarola shop behind, Mama Damian handbag grocery bag leading, pearls, lid hat still on head. Flatbush Apt 4D door opened, Mr. G three bangs even though door already open, "Oga! Bigger house!"

Then Sekora and Gordon went upstairs where Gordon saw D2. “Who’s she?” He asked, looking at D2 who was reading the mammals book again. “He can see you?” asked Sekora looking shocked. “Yes, like I told you earlier anyone who has been to Falusia or whoever you use your powers on can see me.” Said D2. “This is D2 or Dejon Dordez, she’s my help in Falusia.” Said Sekora pointing to Dejon.

After the duke left, he took advantage of his absence to open the book about the Emius once again. He was dying to understand what the purple colour he saw on Taegen's eyes meant. As he was flipping through the big book, he read a lot of interesting things he didn't know about these strange creatures. The one that struck him the most was the fact that the Emius are the most sensitive creatures when it comes to a breakup or the loss of someone very dear.

says Camilla, her perfectly manicured fingers making a circular movement around her stomach. “you’re hungry huh” asks Charlie. “yeah, you?, maybe we can go get something to eat” Camilla is a teacher, a lecturer to be specific, and Charlie always felt embarrassed walking with her, seeing her up in the classroom is enough for her, so with that thought in mind, Charlie walks away from her space and stalks toward the nearby grocery shop, “just a little bit of peace and quiet” she mutters under her breath, taking her already battered signature pink air pods and put it in her ears, she’s about putting the other in but she gets intercepted, already sensing the two huge pigs standing both beside he

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

“Who are you to say that after what you have done?” He leaned on his left leg to support himself – standing albeit weakly, trying to size up to my height. “You…are no…daughter…”, he paused to swallow. I could see the blood-stained burn on his neck as his Adam’s apple moved. “Of his…majesty in Kósmima.”