Homem/garoto Novels & Stories

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

His eyes held fury as he accepted my rejection, "I, Eduardo Garcia, from Blackmoon Pack, accept your rejection." I walked out of the house, leaving him and everything behind.

Pаrt оf mе ріtіеѕ all the mасhо guуѕ оut thеrе thаt dоn’t have thе сарасіtу or opportunity tо open up. Yes, I’m a mаn. I’vе a сосk аnd tattoos. I lіkе tо сuѕѕ аnd lіft wеіghtѕ. I’m ѕtubbоrn аnd wіllful and jealous sometimes, but I’m still human.

The GPS was showing the route and I was getting impatient as he was driving such an amazing car like a turtle. He pulled up in front of a mansion a few minutes later. He got out and before he could come around I got out and slammed the door shut in his face. "This way" he gestured. He held his hand out again but I walked past him. He followed behind. I don't know what he was planning on doing. He will not let me live my life in peace, something was definitely running in his filthy mind.

he shouts then pulls out a long knife from his boot, the sharp ragged blade ripped apart my skin as it pierced my stomach, Gideon grinned from above me as he pushed the blade until it reached the hilt then proceeded to twist it a few times for good measure. he then quickly got up and ran off in the direction the others went.

Philip said. "I would like to thank you all for attending my sixtieth birthday party! I would like to thank my beautiful wife for her support and I would like to thank my son, Philip Cruz for his hard work, and also, my sweet handsome son, Henry. They have been there for me, so please appreciate them for me and enjoy yourselves!" Manuel said and everyone applauded cheerfully. "You guys should talk together, I have to talk to your father." Dr. Mathew said as he walked toward Manuel.

He explains and my frown deepened. I am far from being a dynamite at least now I am, he is right my old self, use to be a dynamite, that was until I became a slave. “I used to be not anymore,” I told him the truth and he frowned but did not ask anything. When we got to the men’s shop, I stopped and looked around. “You said the person you are buying for has more or less my style, right?” he asked, and I nodded.