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a two-figure also comes to my room a girl in a ponytail having her wide forehead expose that emphasizing her youthful looks wearing its black jacket and short shorts, it was Bhlezy while the other one is having its long black hair loose with a charming face and cat-eyes which is wearing a varsity jacket and jogging pants, Dessa "you act like a girl in their period John Carl"- Dessa "Want me to stab you to death? oh right you already died once and it is not hurt when repeating it, want to try?"- Bhlezy

“I know that there were some issues but it’s not like that we will run away from everything, please “ Hope said “Okay doll come here” Paul said and hugged her. #Introduction #Hope_Grey: 17 Years Old she has beautiful hazel eyes she has long hairs girl. She always talk sweetly; she knows the value of money as she belongs from middle class family. #Paul_Grey: 18years old. He is an angry person but good with heart. He’s talented and he love his mom and sister very much. Recently they shifted to their uncle’s house. Now there’s a mystery of their father which will reveal in upcoming scenes.

which scared the shit out of me, What is wrong with him isn't a businessman should be punctual on time, ufff he might be busy with his work, Yeah right he might be busy, I should wait a little more, if he doesn't show up then, I will be taking my leave 'Uncle Matt' would be waiting for me, Till then I make myself busy reading novels on my mobile, after quite a few minutes I heard a throat-clearing voice by my side, I look up from my phone to the owner of the voice, the First time I saw 'HIM'. Mr. Daniel Adam Grey, Handsome would be an understatement, he is gorgeous! He is what girls want, tall maybe be 6'4 He has mesmerizing gray eyes which had aura don't-mess-with-me, He had a sharp strai

she put her hand up to stop him. “I’m sorry Dakota but...” she paused, stood straight, and looked at Dakota, “I, Alexis Jane Moore, of the BlackPaw Mountain pack and future Beta female, reject you Dakota Diesel BlackPaw Beta to BlackPaw Mountain pack, as my mate now and forever more. May the Gods and Goddesses bear witness to this rejection now and forever. I am no longer bound to him as his TRUE and FATED mate.” There was no emotion from her as she recited her rejection.

Dakota purred, her fingers tracing along his collar. Jake scoffed. "She's probably busy scrubbing the floor right now. After all, she knows there's a tiny 0.01% increase waiting." Soon, the stillness of the night was broken by the sound of tearing fabric and moans. With a deep breath, I flung the tent flap open. Moonlight spilled in, revealing two bodies entwined. Dakota had a leather collar around her neck, with her black stockings partially rolled down. All the while, Jake kept his hand clamped around her waist.

The vein in his forehead is visible because he seems so angry with his friend, and that's right. “June.” “Damon.” she replies. There is an exchange of glances between the two and I place my hand on my forehead. I'm in the middle of a bad trip. “Is this a hidden camera?” I ask before starting to laugh nervously. “Ah no, not at all, she smiles, Sasha, here is your new boss!” “JUNE!.” “It's like 50 Shades of Grey,but better.” she adds while typing her hands. I'm having a stroke, someone please help me. Damon glares at his friend while she seems happy with the act she has just done while I just look at them without saying a word.

Keith and Lindsey walked into Fenty, the staff were already lined up waiting for them and they all bowed in respect as they walked in. Reporter Danny who was Georgina's personal and favourite reporter was there with his crew, taking pictures and video of everything happening. It was Saturday morning and of course the D-day of the Soprom wine competition, the regionals. Georgina knew quite well the number of reporters and the kind of people that would be present at the event centre so she wanted Lindsey to wear the best outfit and become the centre of attraction and attention. "No," Keith shook his head disapproving of Lindsey's second outfit. "But I like it," Lindsey said admiring herself in

John paused his thrusts, holding her hips steady, his cock twitching inside her. 'Relax for him, love,' he whispered hotly against her ear, his words laced with filthy promise. 'Let him fuck your ass while I pound this pussy. You're gonna feel so full, so owned.' Luke positioned himself, the head of his cock nudging her prepared hole. He pushed forward inch by inch, inexorably claiming her, the tight resistance giving way to a searing stretch. Dianna cried out, the dual invasion overwhelming—a burning fullness that teetered on the edge of pain before blooming into a deep, throbbing pleasure that radiated through her entire body. John resumed his rhythm, syncing with Luke's shallow thrusts un

‎My name is Emily Moss Dakota. I am a scientist who loves her job so damn much. People sometimes claim I do crazy stuff but I say I love to make the impossible possible. ‎I've been in this field for over thirty years and I've aided in a lot of disease solving cases in the world. ‎Well, presently I'm working on a project that could either end my career or make me the most important scientist the world has ever seen. ‎Project Dakota is my baby. The project I put my life on the line for and let's face it it is my life.

I hate the way his sleeves are always rolled to his elbows, exposing forearms corded with muscle and veins that make my mouth water even when I’m trying to pitch ideas he’s about to shred. I hate the deep timbre of his voice when he says “Not quite there yet, Lacy” like he’s doing me a favor by pointing out every flaw in my work. Most of all, I hate how devastatingly gorgeous he is while he’s doing it….dark hair just long enough to curl at the nape, sharp jawline shadowed with perpetual five-o’clock scruff, eyes the color of aged whiskey that seem to see straight through every layer of professionalism I’ve tried to build. His name is Ethan Voss.