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Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

he murmured, arms folded behind his back as he stared out of his office window, “he told me he’s found a Luna.” His wife, Phoebe Kurobane, an Enigma with eyes the color of a frozen sea and long, dark-blue hair that fell over one shoulder, tilted her head with a slow smirk. Dante had inherited her face, those confident eyes and the arrogant grace in every gesture. “Darling,” Phoebe said, walking toward him with a knowing gleam, “you’ve always tried to mold that boy with fear, when we both know you love him more than life itself.”

Zaine rolled his eyes “That name is officially banned!” I found myself giggling, poking him in the chest again. “Awww, why? You know you luurrvve it, Stuuudd Muuufffinn!” I stuck my tongue out at him, and his face broke into a smile. Score! I had made him smile. My plan had worked...

he says and stick two fingers into my pussy. Savoring the sweet sensation I was feeling, I closed my eyes. Then he started moving his fingers in and out of my pussy, going faster than he started. I moan softly, closing my eyes. Flashes of my stepdad, Dave appeared in my head as I felt pleasured by Jackson.

fanbase. “Fanbase full of clowns, just like their idol,” she mumbled. Next she typed “Florians” and his page loaded instantly. Handle: @FIFiOfficial. 90M followers. Last post was from his tour finale last year. The rest were old: ice skating clips, studio shots, candid smiles. “Perfect golden boy,” she scoffed. “Fake cheerful.” A minute later she closed I* and opened a black icon on her home screen: ECHO.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I typed a comment on the last chapter. [NotYourFan89: FUCK YOU, AUTHOR! WHAT KIND OF SHITTY ENDING IS THAT? YOU HAD ONE JOB! EVEN I CAN WRITE BETTER THAN YOU DO. HOW ARE YOU GOING TO COMPENSATE ME FOR THE MENTAL DAMAGE THAT THIS ENDING GAVE ME?] I was just venting. After reading a 1000 chapters long novel, it was in my right to let out some steam. [Ping!] I checked the reply. It was from the evil author.

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He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."