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We say our good byes, for a second he looked like he might kiss me; does he remember? I teleport home to find Tyler before I did something stupid. Poor Tyler he was in for the surprise of his life. “Tyler” I shouted as soon as I arrived. “Clara? What are you doing here? You look awful, what happened?” Tyler appeared at the top of the stairs in his pyjamas. “I time travelled from a future I don’t want to go back to” I started. “Time travelled?” “What I am about to tell you is going to sound crazy. But mom and dad are apart of secret witch society, right now they are under cover trying to stop an army of hunters. I travelled from the future because the hunters killed both of them and are about

I laughed, shaking my head, "Appreciate the thought...and, I am sorry about the door being open...it made things awkward for everybody...you know?" "No, don't worry about it...it's nothing new, I've seen your dick before. "I'll tell Marty you think we got a future doing p**n together, though." "I got it...Heidi! You could double team Heidi! She's had her eye on you two...I bet she'd jump at the chance! And I could be the pervy camera guy that gets the sloppy seconds!" I shook my head, "Sounds like you got the plot down." "Bet she can handle your size really well, too...dude...deepthroat! Bet she can deepthroat!"

Her hands caress his face down to his neck as she inserted a needle on his neck, and he fell on the floor immediately feeling weak and horny. She smirked dangerously and undid his pants, revealing his big, thick, and lengthy dick. Placing her pussy entrance on his dick, she swallowed all his length, and was riding him slowly and sexily as her mind drifted to Hailey for a breif moment. Dear Hailey, you better watch your back because you will die sooner or later. The future's so bright and I can't see you in the picture. To be continued.

She saw two matured people doing holding hands. She saw... death. Tiffany's heart raced as the future memories flashed before her eyes, the images of her and Killian intertwined in an intense and potentially dangerous situation. The fear that gripped her was palpable, sending shivers down her spine. However, she fought to maintain her composure, not wanting to reveal the turmoil within. "Y-Yeah," she replied. As the vision faded, Tiffany took a deep breath, steadying herself. She realized that these glimpses into the future were both a gift and a burden. They offered her a glimpse of what was to come, but they also brought with them a sense of impending danger and uncertainty.

On the day of our graduation photo, the class started sorting everyone into groups. I'd barely taken my place beside my boyfriend, Evan Brooks, when someone started shouting. "Put Claire next to Evan!" "Right? Claire's the prettiest girl on campus. She belongs beside the campus heartthrob!" Before I could react, my childhood friend Liam took my arm and gently traded our positions. "Nina, switch with Claire. "It's only a graduation photo. Don't be petty." Evan smiled and didn't refuse. He only stepped half a step aside, opening a space for Claire. I froze where I stood and touched the barrette in my hair without thinking. It was the first gift he'd ever given me. I'd stood in front

After we manage to watch a couple more movies, I start to feel myself drifting off and before I completely knock out, I managed to somehow reach the remote to shut the tv and everything else off. When I lift my head a little to look around the room and I notice everyone else is passed out laying along each other Trevor Hannah and Tyler are passed out among blankets and pillows on the floor in front of the tv and Destiney is cuddled up on the couch laying in my arms. I manage to slump down a little more without waking her and I then I finally let my eyes drift closed and I see myself with Destiney in the future and. I find myself dreaming of what it would be like coming home after long day of

Andrew’s hand feeds Future a slice of pizza, and it takes me back to the penthouse. Why am I thinking about him? Why does my brain have to be the one to betray me? If not thinking about Tay, it betrays me by not responding quickly when I need it to. “Jeez! My eyes are still holy guys!” I haven’t realized that Future and Andrew were kissing until now. Nate has covered his eyes like a little kid, and I chuckle. “Oh! Come on, your eyes have never been holy since you were in your mother’s womb,” Future says rolling her eyes.

In fact, I could say I felt more queasy than hungry, but that's probably just the nerves of being here at the table pretending everything is fine when in fact, I want to go upstairs to lay in bed with both Theo and Khai, where its safe and I'm happy. "I see the future. My gift started out as the near future. Still, over time it expanded, and now I can search through avenues of the future," She states, happy with the change of conversation and atmosphere. "I have gifts much the same. I can see the future, too," Dominic smiles her way as he places the spoon down on his plate. Tabby continues speaking more as if she practised this conversation rather than just saying freehandedly. "More recentl

"Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't let it go, even if you try." - Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Tohya Tanigawa practically stalked through the dormitory building of Hati in search of his male teammate and best friend. He wasn’t in his room. He wasn’t on the rooftop which he, Yuri and Ren usually went whenever they wished to be alone. He wasn’t even with Sunny, as the older Phantom was alone in his room reading a book.

I think Cherry conceived her while she was still in the pack. Warmth spread through my chest as I read Bert’s message. It might be an absurd idea, but I swore the flash of the future I saw happily playing through my mind was a flicker of the future from Nuu-Chah himself. I saw Cherry and me holding hands as a little girl skipped ahead of us, smiling and laughing as she looked back at us. Quickly, I texted Bert back: I don’t hate you, mate. In fact, I would fucking give you a promotion if there was one. Also, get me on the next flight to Berlin.