Jack Skellington X Reader の小説・ストーリー

Lila snickered, looking up Author 456 on her shared screen, frowning a bit when she couldn't find any information on them. Dani rolled her eyes and dramatically face palmed before falling flat on the bed in second hand shame. “This is why you’re failing out of college. Wait till I call mom and dad and tell them…” “Hey! At least I’m still in college,” I said, biting into another chip. “Barely.” said Lila, giggling into her hands. “How dare you judge me. This is how I unwind, y’know? Some people do yoga, other people take long relaxing baths, but I read badly written supernatural smut, I have priorities!”

I waited, just for fun, then let the silence draw out. Jack squirmed, like he thought I was about to say no. I was about to say yes when my eyes caught on a movement at the corner table by the emergency exit. A man sat there, alone, reading a book with a matte black cover. He was tall even while seated, with sharp cheekbones and hands too elegant for anyone under forty. His hair was dark and perfect. His jacket—expensive, probably custom-tailored—was so out of place in The Morgue it felt like he’d been CGI’d into the scene.

He laughs holding the drink then takes the moment to make fun of me. “You want me to tell everybody here in the bar that the fighter, The Sickle, undefeated UFC champion spends his nights reading romantic novels, this fucked up girly shit, 50 shades of gray, is that it, man? Where is your poetry notebook, you still do that shit, old man?” I don’t answer, telling him to speak low, I raise my middle finger and start to laugh alone, while I prepare an orange juice for myself. “You know what, Jack, go fuck yourself.”

Something I recognize almost instantly. "This is Zull," Skylar introduces him, "he says he knows you." *End of book 1* Acknowledgements First and foremost, I have to thank my sweet husband, Randy. Your never-ending encouragement while managing to love me unconditionally and unselfishly has made me a better wife and a better person. You have my eternal love, even past the barn and back. <3 I'd like to give a huge shout out and thank my incredible proofreaders, Sarah Phelps and Melissa Haba. They found things even my betas didn't and I am forever grateful for your dedication and unbelievable eagle eyes!

"One last one for the road. She shattered under his touch, a quick, sharp orgasm rippling through her, pussy clenching on nothing, juices slicking his fingers. Jax grinned, feral and satisfied, bringing them to his mouth for a final taste. SLUT SQUAD!! If you are reading this, you're pronounced "Dirty Slut Seeker" part of the Dirty Slut Seekers! We all have fantasies don't we? Bet your cock's throbbing, or your pussy's soaked right now, panties shoved aside as you read every single filthy fuck dream. Did you edge or cum untouched, or touch yourself? Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Beg for more? Spill your dirtiest

Sincerely, AW “I say we keep him.” Jill said, popping a piece of chocolate in his mouth. “You only want to keep getting chocolate.” Jack teased as he tried to get a piece and had his hand slapped. “Ouch.” “Wonder Pup sent the candy to me. Tell Sles to get another man to send you candy.” Jill hugged the candy to his chest protectively. “I don’t want another one.” Celeste argued. “Hell, I don’t even want this asshole.” “So that wasn’t you that had her face buried in a t-shirt for five minutes?” Jill asked as Jack grabbed a piece of candy then focused his attention on their friend. Jill gave him a side eye glance before rolling his eyes and shaking his head.

Jackson, who is usually the most sceptical of our group, speaks up. “What do you mean, more researched?” Braydon takes the book Jackson holds up and flicks through the pages. None of us knows how, but he has an inhuman ability to read shit at lightning speed. It’s like he looks at the page and takes it all in as one picture, everything making sense at a glance. At least that’s how he described it. I wait with bated breath for a few minutes as he spends several seconds on each page. Occasionally a hint of a smile turns up the corners of his mouth. At other points his eyes narrow and his lips pucker. At one point he even laughs out loud.

The room stinked with cow skin as there were bookcases that were pressed against each one of the fours falls. Jake instantly started to rush around through the room scanning the deck until he notices a locked draw, a small smile pulled at his lips as he pulled the pickpocketing tools that he stuck in his pocket just in case we found something that needed picking. A warm smile pulled at his face as he felt the tumblers shudder beneath his touch like a quivering girl. There was a sharp ticking filling the air as with a sharp click the draw gave it up.

He walked in and stood for a good minute and she still hadn't noticed his presence so he cleared his throat loudly. Lisa nearly knocked the wind out of Jack when she turned around. She was 5 feet and nine inches of sex in his mind. She had a caramel skin tone that left him hot and thirsty and pouty lips that made him wonder what she would taste like. He was in her office two minutes and in his mind, he was already mauling her and taking what he wanted. But sexual harassment suits kept his feet glued to the ground, but they weren't going to stay glued for too long if he had anything to say about it. She looked like she was about to pee herself when she saw that it was him. She was scared of h

I flip the next page and see another note written in the same hand writing. You must be a cry baby, I met this sheet wet with your tears. Go straight to the point and say what men did to you, don’t come around crying like a baby. You might need a piece of advice? Men are beautiful souls and they would rather bath in paradise than in the pit of hell. What the fuck did I just read? Who could be this dumb asshole? Mr Jack? He often use the chemistry text book. No He’s not. This is someone else.