Haymitch Abernathy X Reader Novels & Stories

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Aiden tilted his head and my throat went dry when he said, “Then why did I hear your voice moaning my name when you orgasmed with your fingers inside your pussy?” You can read Twisted Therapist on various online book platforms. This story is about Hayden’s best friend Aiden and his sister Ivy Knight. It has brother’s best friend trope, age gap, mild ddlg theme, very forbidden and a total steamfeast! If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

Abernathy yawned, and I saw the fire in the back of his throat. Then he smacked his lips. "I believe you're right, though he seems deeply troubled. Like the weight of the world rests on his shoulders. What troubles you, chayot leader?" Gabe didn't answer. Cindy slipped her arm through his. "No matter." Abernathy blew out another puff of smoke. I went on. "This is Cindy. She's a - " "The young witch who's been messing around with my book." A hint of what looked like a smile touched his lips, and he almost seemed pleased with her.

he said, causing her to lift her eyes to him, “I am not here to judge you. You’ve seen my work, you’ve seen the darkness in the games I design. If anyone would understand, it would be me.” She nodded slowly. “A.A. Abernathy,” she said, finally. “I write under A.A. Abernathy.” He felt his eyes widen and a smile broke across his face. She looked at him uncertainly, bracing herself against what he might say. He wanted to meet whoever the bastard was that had made her feel so insecure about herself. Well, more accurately, he wanted him to meet his fist. “Well,” he said, “you know that I love A.A. Abernathy. I believe we had a discussion about that author when we first met.”

Abby scoffed and said, “He really has taken an interest in you. I feel bad for Kim to have such a sorry mate. He's bad news, so don't even look at him. Better yet, don't even speak to him when he tries to talk to you.” “I can’t be rude,” I responded. “You certainly can,” Abby argued, and she made a face at Terry that caused him to turn away. “See, nothing happened to me. You don’t have to always be so nice to everyone.” At that moment, Dr. Mitchell's assistant was approaching us, clipboard in hand. I'd seen her shadowing Dr. Mitchell before, and I assumed she was one of those medical fanatics. If she was working with Dr. Mitchell, she had to be as crazy as Dr. Mitchell.