Novelas y relatos de Ex

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

Electic sparks were flying everywhere. Her body broke into cold sweats. Her frantic gaze searching for Theo. Fear squeezed the air from her lungs when she couldn't find him. She was on her own. Angela gulped hard and wheeled her chair towards the exit. Her limbs were shaking, her gut was clenching with dread. Flames prowled around them like a deadly predator. Someone bumped into her wheelchair from behind causing it to turn over. A hiss tore through her throat as she fell to the ground. Her head hit the chair's arm prompting a whimper from her. She pushed the chair off her body with her shaky hands and struggled to get up. But it seemed like an impossible task

"But dude, I said I'm sorry. It hasn't gotten to this" "Of course it has. You know I forgot to add the phrase, 'again' to my first sentence. You know this is the third time you'll be doing this shit. I've caught you twice and I spared you 'cause you promised you weren't gonna do this shit anymore, but here you are caught red handed. You deserve to rot in hell, man. You fucking know that when you take these things, it's gonna cause a glitch in the sales and what's worse? You'll become a traitor to X-habit. Scratch that! You're already one. Move your broke ass upstairs" "But man-"

“He said goodism! Good Lord!” Fola scowled at them all. “It's not like we're serial killers or anything.” Still smiling, Gabe walked to Jaz, a basket of crossiants in his hand. “Crossiant?” Because she wanted something to do with her hands, she smiled and reached for one. “Sure. Thank you.” **** “I want my money's worth from you, you know.” Gabe sidestepped her warily and went to the side of the bed. He saw what was laid out on it and startled back a little.

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Bright

“Let me explain our packages.” He pointed to the first one. 1. FITNESS PACKAGE Basic gym access — $30 monthly. Then the next. 2. PREMIUM PACKAGE Gym access + personal trainer + diet plan — $60 monthly. 3. ELITE PACKAGE Gym access + personal trainer + diet plan + swimming + sauna — $100 monthly. He moved to the next. 4. EXECUTIVE PACKAGE Everything in Elite + massage — $150 monthly. Finally, he pointed to the last one. 5. VIP PACKAGE

I pause, heat flushing all of my body. Uncle Jax nods, urging me to go on. “Umm right above my pussy,” I mumble, but the words are loud enough for him to hear. “I want it to say ‘Daddy’s Pussy’ in delicate script.”

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

Maze's "Gab! C'mon! You can't be like this! Haven't you learned your lesson?" Mark and I were waiting for Top outside the bar when we heard Mike scolding a drunk Gab. Kevin and Mike are helping each other to carry him as he is too drunk that he can't even walk properly and just keeps on muttering incoherent words. I looked at Mark and he seemed worried but not about Gab but Mike. I can see Mike and Kevin having a hard time carrying him as he was a big guy.