Everyone Loves Large Chests Novels & Stories

I'm really thankful for the button of my heart that I can't smell anything. Letting my hands do the work while my eyes are tightly closed I opened the chest. *screech* It gives a weird screech like it was not been opened for countless of years. Inside the disgusting trash chest, there is a human head. ----------------------------------------

The view of the ocean is incredible when I press my face against its cool surface. When I turn around, Atlas is wearing a dusty old pirate hat and coat that he must have pulled off the wall that has several costumes in varying sizes hanging from hooks. Dusting off the coat, he pulls up a large cushion and plops down next to an old wooden chest. "What's that?" I ask, grinning up at his goofy pirate hat as I point to the wooden chest. "Oh this?" he laughs, "That's the Steele Family vault."

"They just all disappeared almost out of thin air. There just happened to be one there but the moment you turn away, they're gone." "And after a head count, we realized that all of them were single and unmarried. We can only assume bad intentions so we need to ask you." “Do you know who took them?” The man said Then the rest of the residents brought large chests, each carried by two men and were put in front of him. The rows of chests are enormous. This kind of wealth can only be given by a king.

"I'm sorry too, Thomas. I should have told you I loved you more. I should have made sure you knew how important you are to me." Watching them hug made my heart feel warm and full. "Everyone come here. We need a family hug." Mommy and Daddy came first, wrapping their arms around me. Then Great-Grandma and Uncle Thomas joined in. Even Sophia came over when I grabbed her hand and pulled her close. "See? Hugs make everything better. Love makes everything better." We stood together in that big, empty warehouse, all connected like one person made of love. And for the first time in forever, nobody was crying because they were sad—they were crying because they were happy.

The one in front spoke, his voice deep and devoid of emotion. My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I was afraid they could hear it. The warrior lifted his hand and immediately, servants entered behind them carrying large wooden chests. “These are gifts sent by Prince Draven for his bride.” He said. My eyes widened as they lifted the lids. Lisa gasped, even mother took a step back. Inside the chests were bars of gold, jewels, rubies the size of eggs, strings of flawless black pearls, and golden artifacts that looked older than our entire kingdom. Everything practically screamed how wealthy and powerful their master was. But it didn't feel like a beautiful gesture.

Instead, she found the center of the marble floor occupied by six northern soldiers standing in a rigid line beside an object so enormous it appeared to have been delivered by siege equipment. It was a chest, though not an ordinary ceremonial coffer. The monstrous blackwood trunk was reinforced with iron and marked with the wolf insignia of the Black Dominion, while the two servants standing beside it looked as though they had personally carried the thing out of hell itself. Halrem stopped at the threshold. Chancellor Edrin, who already appeared profoundly exhausted by life, bowed stiffly. “Your Majesty.” Halrem looked at the chest, then slowly at him. “What is that.” Edrin cleared his throa

"Mrs. Chambers, the clasp on the old chest broke, and there are documents sticking out." Catherine let out a cold laugh. "Since it's so precious, why don't we open it up and see what's inside?" Dad pressed his hands down on the chest, his knuckles turning white. "There's nothing to see. It's for Sadie, not for anyone else." Theo snickered. "Don't tell me it's a bunch of old quilts." Owen shouted at him. "Shut your mouth!" Elliott's voice cut through. "Owen, watch yourself."

All right, he's angry now, I don't care. He glared at me. "I don't want to argue with the small chest." My eyes widened and I slapped him on the arm. "You're bad! Is that really what you always look at women?" I thought that Sophia's breasts were also a bit big so maybe Patry liked it. I looked at mine and it was average. What is the issue if the chest is big and small? "Of course, that's the first thing we see. Earlier I noticed right away that you don't have a bra. Crazy. Is that really how you deal with people? You haven't even prepared yourself." he nagged again.

I don’t want to end up like Becca trying to please stuffy wealthy people. Having his large manhood pressed against me about drove me crazy. It’s not fair how perfect he is. There’s no doubt he’s not lacking in the female admirers department. We just can never be. To keep things from getting awkward as we separate from our kiss, I see an old chest and point to it. “Look Julius, maybe there’s clothes in that chest for us” I walk over and open it. Costumes. Julius joins me and I grab out a pirate outfit for him.

Hairy chests. These and more, every damn private part are on display for all to see. The ladies and women are flushed. They're attempting to conceal their most sacred parts. They each have one hand on their boobs and the other on their pussies. The guys are only covering one part; their dicks. Everywhere is tense. The people are all shivering. Some are in tears. Lucien is far more terrifying than they imagined him to be.