It Starts With Us Mga Nobela at Kwento

*Janice Pov* “Good morning, Ms.Janice.” I heard someone saying like everyday from the past few days and I looked up from my cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. “Good morning, Mr.Adithya.” I said and gestured for him to sit in the chair in front of me. “Cake in the morning time?” he asked, looking at the plate. “When the parents start giving some serious pressure every day, then we need something like this before starting the day.” I replied.

Atlantic High. A school for dickheads and whores. Only a few of those rich kids didn't have a screw or two loose from their heads. The rest were full of themselves and knowing that I was in a country like Nigeria, where they could even burn off a gay person, I had kept my secret from everyone.

Dea, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt the urge to turn on her phone, which was previously turned off. For some reason, something was bothering her. The flat device, once lifeless, was now brought back to life by the woman. She gazed at the screen with an expressionless face, assuming there was nothing there. However, her assumption was wrong. There were several messages and calls from an unfamiliar number. Yet, Dea knew it was Mr. Bad. She immediately started reading the messages.

The rules were simple but cruelly effective: - Everything starts with self-touch. - I have to describe every single sensation in detail. - Ryan can only touch me when I beg for it. - I’m not allowed to cum until he says so. - The game builds slowly… until it doesn’t. Ryan’s voice was low and smooth. “Start the game, Emma. Open your robe and touch yourself for me. Slowly. Tell me exactly how it feels.” My heart was already racing. I untied the robe and let it fall open, exposing my naked body. My nipples were already hard from the cool air. I spread my legs slowly, bending my knees.

The message history was endless. The most recent exchange was this morning. [Lorelei: Rod, a new bag caught Natasha’s eye. It’s over 5,000. I’m a little short…] Roddy Venmo-ed Lorelei 5,000 dollars. [Roddy: Tell Natasha to go for it, Lorelei. Just let me know if the money isn’t enough.] [Lorelei: Oh, you’re the best! You’re so much better than some money-grubbing woman.”

Hela My mind has been replaying the same two words that my father uttered since yesterday. I couldn’t believe my ears, so I stormed out of the office to think, calm down and reason for a bit. It feels like we are moving too fast and at this point I just want my mind to stop functioning because my head is clouded with “what if” thoughts and I am getting lost, so lost that I did not sense my brother’s presence. “Hela.” he called and i was so startled that i was on the verge of shifting to protect myself from danger.

We witnessed it all. We observed Dad and Mom create everything, galaxy after galaxy. Star after star, world afterworld the countless Veils and the young gods and goddesses who inhabited them. We watched as they all created life only creatures your imagination can make or hasn’t had the opportunity to make up yet. Your species would call them aliens, they came in all different shapes and sizes some with large heads and some that looked similar to us but off. Does that make sense? Does anything of what I said make any sense to you? Kinda a lot for you to take in, the human brain can only take so much in. I’ll stop there and give you a minute to absorb that before I go on.

⚜ Sold. ⚜ I wished for a miracle to happen. I had always hidden the sorrows I felt in studying and now, not even a book could help me at the moment. The bidding started and like we were told earlier by Sarah, Pablo introduced the first lady, Vanessa, who then stepped forward from the rest of us as Pablo continued advertising her. He began audibly. "This pretty brunette is Vanessa. She's very fragile but has a lot to offer. With her big butt, I bet no refund. Let the game begin..."

"When I first came to Farning Abbey, many different forces tried to recruit me. I grew annoyed, so I refused to see anyone." "So, that's how it is…" Selene hesitated. She wasn't sure how to begin. Judging from Iris' demeanor, she clearly preferred to live a quiet life. Iris took a sip of her drink and said, "From your expression, I think you have a favor to ask of me. No need to tell me what it is. I've liked you since you were little. I gave you the pendant purely out of my fondness for you. Still, I can't blindly agree. I need to know your ability."

I took a deep breath and said, "I'm not. I just don't want you to feel disgusted by me." Jake was speechless, as if a thought had suddenly crossed his mind. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I've never gotten an abortion before," I added. Jake was completely flabbergasted. His face paled as he mustered meekly, "I..." I unbuckled my seatbelt and reminded him, "Return this to me after signing it. Don't make me wait too long."