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She didn't need a second glance. "She'll do," Vanessa said. "What's your name, sweetheart?" "Aurora." "Fitting." Vanessa offered a hand, elegant fingers and lacquered nails. "Welcome to Las Fantasy Girls." Gutter gave Aurora a pat on the back. "You're in good hands now." And just like that, he was gone.

He asked boldly adjusting his boxed paraphernalia. "I'm his girlfriend and mother to his unborn child you dork head!" She claimed, rubbing her invisible bump for emphasis. "The message I got is that he's married and I suppose you're not her!" He retorted, Condescending. Charlotte flared. "Who told you that you fool?... Is she the one?" Pointing at Sabina who recoiled instantly. Charlotte drew closer. "Your mouth like a basket, how dare you to talk rubbish? you're just a maid and your work isn't to gossip and tells lies about your boss's private life. Is that what you were paid for?! Eh?!_" She vibrated intimidating the poor girl.

“I am a character in this book and I deserve to have some fun with those two.” “Okay, if you says so.” She shrugs. The conversation almost ends there but my sister doesn’t let it, “Where is my story exactly?” “Oh. It is on a platform called N******t. I signed an exclusive contract there,” Ange Writes explains and my sister nods. “What exactly is N******t?” “The blue cat as my friends call it. It’s an online writing platform.” “So you earn from there?” I begin to look back and forth between them as they talk.

Gosh I almost lost it back there, Nora is so annoying! Mom words popped up on my head. •Be careful Zara. Do not get into trouble• I sighed and bit my lower lip, I was about to twist the door knob and leave when I heard footsteps. I turned gently to see the blue haired cutie stepping out from a door. The upper buttons of his shirt are opened, showing his chest. Waiting a sec......what was he doing here?. This is a female restroom. As soon as I thought of that, the sassy queen bee stepped out of the same door Negan came out from.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

“No TV? What about the lights? Don't you have windows?” “Oh, yeah, there's a TV cabinet with some drawers under it. There's a desk in the corner with another phone on it and one of those high-speed network connection boxes. It's a fake-leather top thing, pretty tacky. Two spot halogen bulbs in the ceiling, but I've just got one of the bedside lights on. The whole wall opposite is glass. I suppose I should close the curtains.” “What about you? Where are you sitting? What are you wearing?”

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

my little mate shot with fierce distaste towards Lucas who swiftly turned to face her retreating form at her words. “Nina” he called throwing his hands up like he couldn’t believe she had walked away from him. he behaved like he had a control over her, and I didn’t like it. Like he was fine to say and act as he pleases with her because he can get away with it, because she would let him but Nina was not a pushover I can sense her strength so I can’t figure out why he acts like he had put a claim on her and she had reciprocated that claim giving him the courage to treat her the way he has done tonight. Was I obliviously missing something? Had she wanted his attention as more than the friends s

“I didn’t hear you coming. Did I wake you?” “I was already awake,” I half lied “Who were you on the phone with?” I asked again. “You’ll never believe it when I tell you,” she said, excitement all over her face. This time I couldn’t fight the smile, but I managed to turn it into a smirk. “Try me,” I responded, waiting for her to continue. “Kimberly Allen. A publisher for Fable Magazine!” I rose my brows at her words. Fable Magazine was a very famous online magazine. A lot of young people enjoy that magazine, but they have something for everyone, so the older generation dabbles with it as well.

I just wanted to give them some space since they haven’t had the house to themselves after their wedding. Now with Kayla and I out, and Grace abroad, they were finally all alone. Done with fabric sorting, I was flipping through the papers on my desk when I realised that Nina had dropped my daily delivery of magazines. I started to purchase Youths of Africa Magazines since I got inspiration to design from there sometimes. One of the magazines caught my attention, and I gasped at who I saw. Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them.