Extras Book Novels & Stories

I bought 2 packs of sushi, so the second one I can eat it later at home. We find a place to sit and just chatted for the meantime. I was beside Maxine and Ella, while Maine and Joshua are on the other side of the table. I was sitting directly in front of him though...hmm. "I really couldn't stand the lessons earlier, especially from the History class" Ella puts her head down on the table. She looks exhausted from school. "I couldn't agree with you more” says Maxine while nibbling her nachos and cheese. "Is it just me or these nachos taste so good." Lol she even let the cheese drop on her skirt.

EVANGELINE Is this real? I slammed my laptop close. Waited ten full minutes, then opened it again. The email was still there. From: Professor Arthur Nikolai Subject: Extra Credit Body: Good day, Miss Bramwell, I hope this email finds you well. Regarding our previous conversation concerning your grades, a position for a TA is currently open. This is an opportunity to score extra credit as you continue to work hard in class. Respond to this email if you are interested.

Ellie quickly took a bath, dressed in a simple blue outfit, and gathered her things. She picked up her small bag, filled with clothes and a few personal belongings, then hurried toward the door, waving goodbye to her mother and brother before stepping outside. Roxy's car was already waiting. Ellie quickly got inside, but the moment she did, the strong smell of alcohol hit her. She immediately turned toward Roxy. Her eyes were red, and she looked exhausted. “What happened, Roxy?” Ellie asked. Roxy turned toward her lazily. “Wh... what do you mean?”

Stunned at first, Cesare slammed on the brakes. He pulled over at the side of the road. Before I knew, he leaned in while holding my head close. The kiss, hot and fiery, came out of nowhere. It took a long while before he broke the kiss, his eyes sensually locked into mine. “It’s a pain to have a crazy ex all over us, but I’ll take the trouble just to be with you. “I have one condition, though.” “Oh?” Cesare traced my lips with his fingers. “I expect a reward every time he starts a complication.”

"When does it start?" "That's the thing." Her voice changed slightly. I heard the hesitation creep in. "It starts in three weeks. And the scholarship covers the program fees, but it doesn't cover everything. There's the registration deposit and the accommodation and the travel from here to Boston and I need to pay for it all upfront before they confirm my spot." She paused. "I already asked Dad but he said the money is tied up right now." Tied up. I almost laughed at that. Tied up my foot! Tied up and he gives Vivian money to get all the designers she needed.

Even if I were the hundredth speaker today, my determination would not falter. "Thank you so much," Anna said with a slight smirk, clearly enjoying every moment. I knew in my heart that her friendly tone was just a facade. I did not let it unsettle me, not even for a minute. Anna then made her way to the front, plugged in her USB drive, and began her presentation. "Good morning, members of the board. Today, I bring to you my idea: Fresh Gardens—an integrated e-commerce shop that helps buyers shop for fresh, high-quality food items based on their meal recipes and serving sizes." She switched the first page and then looked directly at me with a smirk.

Cream cheese, sugar, eggs, vanilla, graham crackers, butter, and peanut butter. I looked up at Erica abruptly when I heard her say "peanut butter".

Cassidy Summers, red hair fanned out in a sweaty mess on pillows, bare breasts heaving, one hand over her mouth trying to not be too loud, while the other grips a dildo pumping into her dripping core shrouded by red curls. Well fuck I just popped wood. I haven’t had that spontaneously happen in a while. I usually have better control over it than that. Yet here is this simple mental image of Cassidy Summers fucking herself, literally, and I’m rock hard. Looks like I’m going to need the bathroom pass next. “Mrs. Graham, can I use the bathroom pass?” I asked, shifting my uniform slacks to allow room. Mrs. Graham sighed mid-stroke of her marker on the whiteboard. “Make it faster, Mister Cole.” N

Trust me, they both didn't know what they had gotten themselves into. As they shut the door behind them, one of the investors walked over to me. “Mr. Caspian,” he stretched a little scissors towards my direction, indicating I cut open the main area of the company. “My pleasure.” With a smile on my face, I turned to look at my Squishy. As I stretched my hand towards her, she hurriedly came over to me. Wrapping it around her, we strode towards the entrance of the main part of the company. With the scissors placed on the red ribbon, I couldn't help but feel an inner joy.