Emo Guys Novels & Stories

Kaima tact with a smile “I don’t have a money, I have something I want to use that money for” he said, kaima looks at him with a corny eye “ok, make it one fifty” he exclaimed. Ugo couldn’t even wait for another second, he speeds off. cause delay can be dangerous, things can change at that very minutes, Emeka can change his mind, he didn’t want to hear a story “Bro Eme, what’s up” she sits beside him, he frowns. turning to the other space

There was messages from people I hadn’t spoken to in weeks, and a few I hadn’t expected to ever hear from again. Each alert brought another headline. Each more brutal than the last: BREAKING: EMERY – THE DESTRUCTION OF TWO BROTHERS, KILLIAN AND TOBIAS. EMERY: THE SEDUCTRESS CAUGHT BETWEEN RIVALS. IS EMERY A GOLD DIGGER? SOCIALITE CAUGHT IN LOVE TRIANGLE. THE WOMAN BEHIND THE BROKEN BROTHERHOOD – EMERY’S ROLE IN KILLIAN & TOBIAS’S FALLING OUT.

I say and Emilio laughs. "What club is open this early?" He asks and looks to his watch. "There's a 24/7 club that he goes to. I call it the STD club," I say and my ma gasps. She's a bit of a prude. "He better not get an STD," Emilio warns and I laugh. "He uses protection-" "Enough of this talk while I am making food," my ma interrupts. Me and Emilio smirk at each other as we finish making the sandwiches.

“We don’t lie.” “If I tell you the truth, you’ll think I don’t want to do this—have sex. I do want to.” “But…?” “It hurt.” “It will get better.” “If it didn’t, I don’t care how much money I made, I could never do what they do.” Em’s laugh filled the room. “You’re never going to do what they do. There’s only one man’s cock who will ever be in that tight, perfect pussy, and that man is me.” He kissed my lips. “I’ll be right back.”

Any shorts with a waistband were uncomfortable as the waistband would stretch and then pop with a force. “Do you think Moon Goddess creates men like Alpha here to have something to touch herself to?” Emma said with a mischievous smile pointing at Damien with her chin. A middle-aged man next to her gave her a dirty look and muttered “blasphemy”. Emma wasn’t wrong. If Moon Goddess was a sexual being, she had definitely enjoyed carving Damien. His chest and arm muscles were lean and long under his pale skin that almost glowed in the orange-pink rays of sunset. He was tall, probably the tallest man Ada had ever met, and his broad shoulders and long arms and legs gave him elegance that overly bul