Gon Old Novels & Stories

"Let's go." BACK IN THE ROOM "What are you waiting for? Go after them!" Torento shouted holding on to his bleeding kneel. "Go! Get them! KILL THEM!"

Acre giggled "Yes young man I am, the moon goddess wills it" "What no, Ocean we are not taking loony Lanna are we?" before I can reply growls fill the room "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" grandma Beth then spat "You two may think that because you have elemental gifts your special, but let me tell you both now that if you insult my good friend again I shall knock your teeth down your throats for you" "Ok ok sorry," I say then turn to Queen Lanna " we are sorry we didn't mean to insult you but your still not coming",

“It’s okay. Everything will be okay. You two just had a fight. You’ll see her tomorrow, boss. It’ll be okay. I ship the both of you hard, so you have to make it till your old and gray, boss.” Ship. Ship. What does that mean again? Those new gen z words were always confusing me. I thought to myself as I surrendered to darkness once again.

I've felt stronger than I've ever felt in my entire twenty three years of existence. I can still hear the echoes of Anastasia's moans loud and clear in my ears. She was at my mercy, completely. I have her under my leash, to do as I please. And when she called my name loudly while spasming in pleasure, my dick throbbed painfully. I give my lip a final lick, taking with it her delicious taste. And due to me wanting to act like a gentleman - which I'm not - on my wedding day, I will be sleeping with a blue ball and painful dick tonight.

I turned around and he made me hold the table in front of me as he lifted my gown up. "Damn!" He muttered and I could feel my cheeks burning from embarrassment as he cracked. "I can't believe you are wet." He slapped my pussy through my panties and I gasped, feeling my clit clenching tightly as he pulled down my underwear and inserted the Bon WA balls in me.

When Yvonne saw that the situation could no longer be salvaged, she let go of Naomi and chased after us. From far away, I heard Naomi screeching, along with the chaotic sounds of a brawl. “What do you plan to do next?” Wendy suddenly asked me when we were downstairs. “First, have a personal account. The company is great at making people popular. Since Claude is trending online this time, I’m sure that he will be able to start over soon,” Yvonne answered for me. She sounded completely full of herself. “I’ve never seen your company make anyone truly popular. The only pair that is worth any mention… Heh.” Wendy laughed without finishing her sentence and handed a business card to me.

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“ Mum turned around and the next sound I heard was the bang the entrance door made as she went through it. Then the soft sputtering of her car's engine as she zoomed off. And I was alone in the big house, probably spending my first full day in Woodhidge alone. Just great. I looked at my erected 'member' bulging from inside my underpants, and I wondered why that happened to guys every morning. The stubborn dude below likes to have his highlight every morning. That immediately brought my mind to what Caleb, the only true friend I had, said about the early morning predicament for men. Caleb, who was known to have a great sense of humour, believed that guys faced that in the morning because they

" her Dad said. Her mother on the other said was nice to Jones. " where are you from?", Amanda's Dad asked Jones. " Compton" Mr McArthur answered for him in sarcasm. " Erm ..No my family is originally from Ghana, Jones answered but found it a bit strange. " But I grew up in Maryland in the U.S" Jones continued. "oh wow, your family is from Ghana, we have family in Nigeria we visit from time to time" Amanda's mom said trying to let the young man feel comfortable.. " who's your Dad?!, Mr McArthur asked Jones.

"Tell me, Prince Caelum, are you still clinging to your... principles?" "Yes," Caelum replied flatly. "Hmm." Velis considered this as they walked, his boots clicking against the stone floor with deliberate rhythm. "That stubborn streak of yours could prove fatal, you know. Most humans don't last long here when they insist on fighting the inevitable." Caelum remained silent, his jaw set in defiant lines. "My last pet lived to the ripe old age of forty," Velis continued, his voice taking on an almost fond tone. "I take excellent care of my possessions. They live comfortable lives and die peacefully of old age."