Douma Novels & Stories

He was a man who had an intention - no beating around the bush and it was a breath of fresh air. I smirked. "I was yours the minute I laid my eyes on you. Name." I am a twenty two year old woman acting like a horny teenager. The strangers' lips tilted up in a small smile and he bit his lower lip, humour dancing around in his brown eyes. "Dominic." I picked up my clutch and placed a few notes underneath the empty glass. I stood up, raising to the same height as him even though he was still sitting. He was watching me intently as I walked behind him and leaned forward until my lips were just barely grazing his ear.

𝗗𝘂𝗮𝗻 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹: 𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗻 – 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲: 𝟬𝟮:𝟭𝟰 𝗔𝗠

Ivanka pointed to Zehra. “You’re South Indian?” Nora asked. Seema looked surprised. “No. I’m Seema Singh, North Indian.” “Singh? So you’re...” “Yea, I’m Sikh,” “Really? You look healthy to me,” Zehra said and Seema laughed. “I’m not sick, I’m Sikh,” Ivanka looked at her like she was bonkers and Seema rolled her eyes. “What’s your full name?” she asked Zehra. “Zehra Mahmood.”

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She noticed a cat jump out of the nearest dumpster when it sensed her presence, Champagne raised her fist and knocked on the wooden door. She looked around this place and sighed, she knew that she had no right to judge but the only comforting thing in this area was the road that passed through the silent. "Shut up " there was a scream from the house across the street and a glass bottle was thrown out crashing in to pieces by the road side. Champagne felt a chill rush through her veins just as the door opened. " What is it that you really love about this place ?" She asking Samantha while forcing her way in.

an old man sang his joy away. Murai cleaned his face with his palm. He hurled the decapitated head away, and it landed on the ground, rolling over and over again. He ran down to join his brothers in gyration. They danced in excitement, swinging their hands in a dance of honor for a man due for it. When they were tired, they settled down on the ground, anticipating an explanation of what had just happened. Murai was ready to tell them. He still couldn’t believe it himself. What had just happened? Now that the adrenalin had finished pumping, he was faced with the reality of his actions.

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

Doflamingo said with smile. The Donquite family was one of the three greatest forbidden celestial households. He had the power to do anything he so desired without even having to lift a finger. With a quiet nod, Dora followed after him. Smiling Doflamingo began to reach out, planning to hold Dora by the arm. She looked gorgeous today, dressed in a light blue dress that showed off her spectacular figure. Even Doflamingo has seen countless beauties in his time, was in awe of her beauty.

𝘿𝙞𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙮, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 �

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