Female Chubby Chasers Novels & Stories

I hope it gives him time to forget everything and move on. I lean against the couch with Frosty over my lap. Frosty, the little white puppy that we found. Yeah, I and Max named him that because of his fur color. I smile as I think about Christopher's expression whenever he sees Frosty. I guess he is not so comfortable around having pets, but that's not a problem, I could definitely make him change his mind.

The kind children like Chase were nearly robbed of. Lucian entered the hallway a beat later, his shirt still half-buttoned, as if he’d only just stopped pacing in the study. He narrowed his eyes at Chase. “No bruises?” Chase smirked. “Not today.” Lucian knelt and inspected his arms dramatically. “Not a scratch. Huh. Maybe those kids aren’t feral rats.” Chase giggled, elbowing him softly. “You worry too much, It's just an elemantary school.”

Chase remained silent, his mind replaying the image of the beautiful doll in Harper’s bathtub—named Chaser Boy…! Damn it! Chase had been sent abroad as a child, raised by his grandmother. He was small and often bullied. Later, he met two schoolmates—both top bullies of their respective schools. The eldest was Callum, a grade above Chase. The second, Franky, the Vale Young Master, a classmate of Chase. All three were rich kids, but because they were foreigners, people never stopped ridiculing them. Callum’s family was the wealthiest, and his sharp, decisive personality naturally made him the leader among the Belvia kids.

“This thing got a sidecar?” “Yes,” I whispered, seeing it now — a small attached seat. “Put her in there. You get on behind me.” “I don’t —” “That car’s thirty seconds away. You want to have this conversation now?” I strapped Charlotte into the sidecar, her sobs turning to hiccups. “Mommy, who is he?” “A friend, baby. Hold on tight to Mr. Hoppy, okay?” The man swung onto the bike and looked back at me. “You ever ride before?”

With axle’s guidance we searched the streets until the sun started to set, but it was a fruitless exercise, we found nothing. Stopping at a gas station to refuel, I was working the pump when a rusty old pickup truck pulled in behind us. As soon as the human woman that was driving opened the door she had my full attention, she was covered in my mate’s scent so thickly I could practically see it rolling off her in waves. Who the hell was this woman? I thought to myself as I watched her walk inside to gas station. Leaving the pump running I leaned in the open driver’s window to speak quietly to Axle “Listen quick, the woman who just pulled up behind us has Charlotte’s scent all over her. We’re

I don't think I'm special. We shop some clothing, I also bought some for Mom and Dad. Elvis voluntarily brought our shopping bags, he didn't buy anything, he's just like a bodyguard for us. I laughed at my thoughts. He looks dashing while holding the shopping bags. We ate dinner and we talked about a lot of things. I discover that they're working at Stutter Company for almost three years now. They are really afraid when Canon is mad, but Elvis said that he doesn't. He's also a man so he's not afraid of Canon.

I informed. He tasted it and he was impressed. "This one is what they called, Chocolate fish here. It consist of white or pink marshmallow that is covered in chocolate and shaped into an elogated fish. It is my favorite here. It looks cute." I laughed and pointed the other foods. "This one is Jaffas, it's popular also in Australia. It consist of small, round balls of chocolate covered in a red-colored orange flavoring. It was named after Jaffa orange."

He cried in his cousin's arms, feeling lost and unable to figure out why on earth he had messed up. As a matter of fact, Ciara's baby isn't Trevor's child. It was to someone, and the night that Yasmin heard that, she didn't try to hear everything until the end. It was their baby, but because Trevor is Ciara's soon-to-be fairy godfather for Ciara's baby, when the time came, it was possible to baptize her baby.

“But you know I’m here if you ever need to talk, Abby. We all are.” I follow his hand as he gestures toward our friends, whose game of Mario Kart has intensified tenfold over the past few minutes. Chloe is currently on the verge of chasing Anton around the room with her controller while Daisy and Ethan might literally break up over a stray banana peel on the track. We’re just missing Leah, who would no doubt be physically restraining Chloe right now. And Karl. We’re missing Karl, who would be standing in the doorway, watching everyone with a smirk on his face.

Cassandra gulped. Darts of icy rain were still spitting from the sky. Each drop sat on Cheryl's skin like a cold puddle. Hardly focusing on her shivering frame, Cheryl walked over to the creature, whose red eyes strained so intently on the pale skin girl. Its dark red, almost burgundy fur was soaked and matted to its enormous body. She stooped down next to it. “Well, I'll be damned. Mom 'n dad was Fahkin' right.” (Well, I'll be damned. Mom and dad were fucking right). Cheryl muttered in complete disbelief.