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“Tell me I’m hallucinating.” Blake didn’t even look up. “What?” Charlie leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Tell me I’m not seeing you—Blake freaking Andrews—studying.” Blake finally looked up, scowling. “Do you mind? Ever heard of knocking?” Charlie ignored him, walking over and snatching the textbook off the desk before Blake could stop him. He skimmed a few pages, raising an eyebrow. “Projectile motion? Since when do you give a damn about physics?”

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

Tanong ng repoter. Ngumiti ako ng matamis at tumango. "Yeah. I'm running a company for smartphones and also we're developing a virtual video games." Pormal at nakangiti na sagot ko. "Who are you by the way Ma'am?" Tanong ulit ng isang reporter. "I'm Anniza Chamber. The heiress of Chamber Technology Company." Sagot ko. Natigilan ang ilang reporter dahil sa narinig. Siguro ngayon lang nila narinig ang 'apilyedo' ko.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

I died on a rainy day. The vibrant maple leaves, usually scattered across the mountainside, were nowhere to be seen because Conrad Reese couldn't wait any longer. I tumbled down the steps, blood pooling beneath me. But he wasn't satisfied. He shoved me down the stairs again and again, each time more forcefully. The pain was so intense that I could barely make a sound, but I still couldn't help but ask, "Why… are you doing this?" I didn't understand.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

More, and more. End of Book 1

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