Huggy Wuggy X Player Novels & Stories

He rubs my chin with his fingers while his eyes look like he's contemplating something. “Whose bodies? The guys?” I swat his hand away, my anger increasing. “The female football team.” I say, my voice coming out louder than I'd intended. “I'm straight.” I hurriedly add, my eyes darting around wildly. I don't want anyone to see us. “Hmm, okay straight boy. And may I know why you've been ignoring me for what… days? Up to a week now?” I shake my head, forcing myself to meet his gaze. I'm not nervous, fuck.

And now, it's my time to roll my eyes at her, knowing I'm about to hear another one of her sexual escapades. “Mav Tanner. Engineering Department. Soccer Team Captain and Striker. 6’2”. Totally ripped and totally sexy.” I should have known… Can't say I'm surprise that she knows Tanner. I mean they're both populars in the campus, so their paths will eventually cross, but I didn't know that even my best friend was not immune to his charms. “From what I’ve heard he is a player. And not just in soccer.” I warned her but then she smiled at me. Her devilish smile, that I knew she was about to do some thing really crazy.

As we started discussing things, other than food, Zach's color started coming back. After breakfast, we walked outside, and Hugo was waiting for us, with a huge orange flag painted on his back! We all laughed, and I said, "Hugo! I love your mark! You're so handsome! How would you like to play today?" Hugo saunters over to a giant hard rubber ball. I said, "Did you bring that?" He nods his head, grabs the ball, and flips it into the air, toward me. I catch it and toss it at him. He hits it, with his nose, toward me. We are playing volleyball, without a net! Soon, Kayla is joining in, and we are laughing. Damien, Zach, Alpha Erick, and Beta Channing are watching and just shaking their heads. A

As we started discussing things, other than food, Zach's color started coming back. After breakfast, we walked outside, and Hugo was waiting for us, with a huge orange flag painted on his back! We all laughed, and I smiled, "Hugo! I love your mark! You're so handsome! How would you like to play today?" Hugo saunters over to a giant hard rubber ball. I asked, "Did you bring that?" He nods his head, grabs the ball, and flips it into the air, toward me. I catch it and toss it at him. He hits it, with his nose, toward me. We are playing volleyball, without a net! Soon, Kayla is joining in, and we are laughing. Damien, Zach, Alpha Erick, and Beta Channing are watching and just shaking their heads

They looked at Evans their school’s hockey god leaning heavily on his crutches, his face pale and bruised, wearing his jersey like a declaration of war. And they looked at me the girl in the black beanie who had been branded "trailer trash" just forty-eight hours ago. "He's unraveling," Ryker muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. He was standing slightly in front of us, acting as a human shield against the stray balls and the hostile glares. I followed his gaze to the field. Atlas was in the shotgun formation. He barked out a cadence, his voice cracking with intensity. “Blue 42! Blue 42! Hut!”

said Kyra. "No, I'm just really thinking about the character with the same ability as you," said Hugo. "Do you remember the character?" Kyra asked. "Yes, she's Rogue of the X-Men," said Hugo. "Rogue of the X-Men?" Kyra asked, frowning. Hugo laid his tumbler on the table and took the phone out of his pants pocket. Kyra was watching Hugo, and she was about to return to her room when Hugo spoke, so she turned her attention to him.

Steven said as he remembered a now dead Thogg's blood which had already clotted on the living room floor. "Roger that boss" Cage stamped his fisted right palm on the left part of his chest. The remaining part of the gang bowed their heads as The Big Four walked out of the room. What just happened to Thogg was part of the X-habit game. Play by the rules or get punished in return. Commit a sin and get ready to pay a sacrifice. That was X-habit.

He growled, and the sound vibrated as it hummed from his throat. “Stop playing Xerxes, you know my name is Meadow.” The she-wolf stepped up to him and nudged him with her snout. He smelt of pine cones and cherries. The wolf was caught off guard as the she-wolf licked the side of his face. “I am not Xerxes,” the wolf groaned. Meadow was confused. “What should I call you then?” Meadow purred, thinking that her mate likes role-playing. “I am Alazar,” he rumbled proudly.

I try to push him off, but he holds me even tighter, making Xaden giggle. “Ty and Hugo asked if I could bring my video game to the palace. They will bring other games too. Can I?” I nod. Ty and Hugo are his best friends. Ty is the Lycan king’s son and Hugo is the heir to the throne of H-pack. The three of them get into a lot of mischief when we meet at the palace. “Yes!” he exclaims and punches the air before leaving our chambers. Xael has his hands around me the whole night. He is in deep sleep, yet his arms are still tightly around me. It’s like I am a source of oxygen he depends on to live. I can’t even turn.

"What the fuck is funny? Know what? I'm not doing this." "Oh, I like you. I don't trust in soul mates but you. I like you a lot,” He reiterated, bobbing his head with consent "Bye." "I am Harper. Harper Kennedy. I don't know your name yet, but if you consider screwing the entire world over and not giving a damn, I can help you. We have the same look and I believe you and I will get along nicely. Just a few hours, you look like a guy with nothing left to lose."