Funshine X Grumpy Novels & Stories

she smiled as she winked at Jessy. “Well, this is called a bribe. You should be loyal to me, Fan-Fan,” Nayla hit Fanny, slowly. “Hahaha,” now, Jessy laughed with satisfaction at her victory. That is, when the three of them have gathered, the whole room will be full of jokes and laughter. Of the three, Fanny is the slowest and most innocent. Because of his innocence, she is often the subject of jokes by Jessy and Nayla. Even so, Fanny was never angry, she was actually happy because she could cheer up her friends.

Shaking her head mischievously, Lily replies, “No, but I heard they wear tiny frowns and stomp their little paws when they’re grumpy!” The room erupts in laughter, with Julia adding to the amusement. “Oh, I think I’ve spotted a few grumpy squirrels in the park, stomping around and giving everyone the stink-eye.” The children join in, mimicking grumpy squirrels with exaggerated expressions and stomping motions. It’s a moment of pure joy, where the innocence of childhood merges seamlessly with the lightheartedness it craves. Once the laughter subsides, Ethan eagerly contributes with a joke. “You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?”

Fuck. My phone vibrates again. Mason looks down at it and then back up at me. He sighs and opens his laptop again. "Make him work hard," Mason whispers to me with his eyes still on the screen. I’m trying. I unlock my phone and snort at the message. -Mr. Grumpy: You have me saved as Mr. Grumpy?? -Norali: You are grumpy. -Mr. Grumpy: Unbelievable. -Mr. Grumpy: Are you okay, though?

“That’s what you get for messing up with me.” “You ruined my shoes.” He yells, glaring down at his scuffed white sneakers. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before grabbing me, Mr Grumpy.” I smirk, folding my arms across my chest. His eyes widen at my words. “What did you just say? Mr Grumpy?” I laugh at the look on his face. “Yeah, you heard me—Mr Grumpy. Fits you perfectly, don’t you think?” His eyes narrow, and he steps closer, towering over me. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

voice hoarse, body convulsing in endless spasms, milking them toward their peaks. They roared through it, flooding her anew: Jake erupting deep in her pussy, hot pulses coating her womb; Derek and Liam painting her ass insides white, excess spurting out around their shafts to drip obscenely. Marcus and Tyler pulled from her mouth to cum across her face and tits, ropes landing thick and warm, pooling in the hollows of her collarbone.

Chris grunted, taking a sip of his coffee. “This is being rude,” I replied tapping the bottom of his mug as he drunk so some spilled all over his lips. He gasped at the heat looking at me like I had lost my mind, jaw to the floor. My attention traced back to Dad who only grunted at the action, “Like I said I have to do a show in an hour, and you’ve been on my back about being ‘punctual’, “I reminded. Dad grunted, setting his iPad on the counter, “okay Justin. What Chris and I want to tell you is we’ve found you an assistant.”

I groaned. “Isn't that a good thing?” Joni raised a brow. “I thought you didn't even like him?” Cosette leaned in to hear better. “He's annoying and insufferable most at times but it's kinda lonely now that he's not around,” I banged my head against the table. “So…you miss him?” Skye slurped up his drink with a straw. “I hate to admit it but you're probably right,” I sighed. “I even did something crazy a few days back, I…”

"Look at you, Melissa Bolton. You're so pathetic. "The results you'd always been so proud of are now gone, and your dreams are crushed. See the banquet Mom threw for me today to celebrate my acceptance into Dale University? I bet she literally used up all of her 401K to pay for it. But you have nothing! "So what if you were better than me at studying? See where I am now? I'm a powerful online influencer earning tens of thousands of dollars a month! I'm financially independent now! "You know what? Maybe you'll even end up working for me someday. Just look at your pathetic self in the mirror. What do you even have left for yourself?"

The way she switched from begging and pleading to anger at the snap of a finger means I’ll have to watch her too. It feels like the list of people I need to keep track of never stops growing. ‘Can’t you give me a break….’ Igris mutters under his breath. I almost react… ‘Respectfully, fuck off.’ We don’t work nearly hard enough… That much is obvious as Finn chuckles, but the sound isn’t the same. It’s weak, and Finnick Gray isn’t fucking weak, “They are just doing their job. And they’re not all decrepit,” I feel his chest move with a humored huff.

Liam pulled out slowly, tied the rubber, then slapped Jackson’s ass. “Tomorrow I’m fucking this greedy hole again.” Jackson grinned, voice hoarse. “Count on it. My ass is yours.”