Jayfeather And Stick Novels & Stories

“Okay” ******************* As we approached our lockers a guy walked towards us, I recognized him as the quarterback, his name was Shane. He and Cara dated for a while last year and he still tried all he could to get back together with her. Cara on the other hand had moved on but it didn’t stop her from letting him think he had a chance with her. He shoved his wavy hair back away from his face and smiled. “Hi Cara” She looked away from her locker and glanced at him for a hot second.

He took a long pull from his bottle and said, "Let's see, at some point I made a bet with myself that if I get beaten by someone stronger than me in school, I'd drop out of college." The shock on my face must have been evident because Golden boy laughed. "I'm the strongest guy in Griffin Elites, dude. But I've got a weakness. That's my midsection. It's the only place you can strike and take me down real quick. I've gotten into tons of fights, rebel against my father, did crazy stuffs at school so I can get expelled but my father wouldn't let me."

He was almost certain that the stitches had been blown out. She was stuck with the gangster for hours. He only came into her life to bring more trouble and threaten her, so why should she help him? Livia asked herself. She continued in silence, noting how much pain he could endure. "I'm going to miss the day's work." "The clinic will be closed today”. "I don't know if you know, but some people, like me, have to work to support themselves. "I'll pay the fucking debt as soon as I'm safe." Enrico grunted in pain. The effect of the medication wore off completely.

"Please don't do anything stupid and violent." "Hah, didn't you know?" Jayce flashed a wicked smile. "Stupid and Violent are my middle names."

The bed was equipped with mechanisms that could only be unlocked through external settings once triggered. I had been completely exhausted earlier, so I'd just crashed on a random bed in the storeroom without even noticing it was the latest model of pleasure bed. I would usually sleep on my stomach and move around in my sleep, so I must have accidentally triggered the mechanism while dozing off. And now this single bed had locked my hands in place. The bed split into two below my waist, lifting my lower abdomen and hips and leaving my buttocks raised high. It was as if I was positioned for…

He saw kids playing what seemed to be a mini American football game. That was where he met Fin. Fin Naese was an amazing kid. Not only was he an overly confident leader, he also ran really fast the moment he caught the ball. Eventually, he joined their group and played football, Fin was the one who taught him English and the sport itself. And since then, football has been his pride and joy. Everything went well till Fin’s family had to move to Canada. They promised to keep in touch and for the first few months, they exchanged letters.

As Luna of the Pack, I need to be prepared to defend myself and my Pack members if the need arises. Jay swung his stick in a wide arc, the whooshing sound slicing through the air. I tensed, my instincts kicking in as I prepared to defend myself again. But as the stick made contact with mine, I found myself faltering, my movements became clumsy and uncertain, and before I knew what was happening, I was down on my butt. Concern etched Jay’s face as he helped me up and checked to see if I was hurt anywhere. “You’re okay?” he asked.