Juicy Marbles Review Novels & Stories

"When Marcus left Prismara with his mother, I chased their car. Marcus's mother couldn't bear it and asked the driver to stop. I cried and made a scene, not letting him leave. But he said he had to leave Prismara, and when we meet again, he will bring me the world's best candy." Maia opened the knitted bunny filled with candies inside. The packaging of the candies had a few words on both sides, saying, "Marcus's exclusive supply for Maia." "Exclusive supply? It looks like Marcus made it himself?" Maia said, opening the package and putting a piece of candy into her mouth. She squinted and smiled sweetly. Seeing her enjoying the candy, Cedric frowned. "I thought you can't stand the smell of mi

- "This smells super fruity," Marcus examines the bag when River gives him a whiff of it. "Straight high-grade purple from the sweet, sweet islands of Jamaica, also, don't tell my boss." River says and Marcus scoffs then starts laughing. "You raggedy bitch." Marcus slaps River on the right shoulder. "You're holding out on me again." He shakes his head and tries snagging the bag from River, who swiftly snaps it back. "No, jolly when he sees the green giant, you roll like a bitch wearing two-inch long acrylic nails, so, step back." River bounces Marcus to dig into another drawer, where he pulls out a board stained with THC gum, and a grinder with a lion carved on the top.

Unlike the two before, this one was smaller and far more exquisite, its surface gleaming like crystal, almost too perfect to touch. With a soft click, Andrew opened it. At once, the rich fragrance of the pill filled the air. Just one breath made the mind clear and the body feel light, as if the world itself had turned refreshing and serene. Joaquin's face shifted instantly, his eyes filled with hunger. "Good Lord, that's a ninth-grade supreme elixir. And this scent… It's the Marble Essence Pill!" Even Enzo's expression faltered, and his voice came out sharp. "A ninth-grade supreme elixir? Are you sure?"

Kate, you are very serious. "So how do you call it?" Maria tilted her head. "It's okay to call Jenny, you're four years older than me." Handily opening a package of apricot umbrellas, Jenny handed her a piece. She reached out her hand to take it, put it in her mouth, “Whoa~! So sour!” Spit out again. Kate clicked her tongue, suspiciously asking, “Sour?” She found it very delicious. Maria's face was all wrinkled, so sour! Compared with aged vinegar was even sourer!

"Please…" Juicy rubbed the head of his cock against her lips before allowing her tongue to circle him. Troy arched even more and his breath came out in pants. She was very tactical and loved to touch and taste. Juicy marveled at the sight of his perfect cock. It wasn't huge, it wasn't small, he was just right, and his tight testicles fit very nicely in her mouth. Troy didn't know how much longer he could last but he wanted to show her that it would never be one-sided between them. He pulled from her mouth and when she looked at him curiously he said,

There’s a clink that makes Marcello look at her niece. “Can’t finish all of this food. Already full,” She sips on the wine glass, just a cucumber juice she chose earlier. “Can I now open the gift from mamma?” “Sure, go ahead.” There’s a little smile plastered on Mariella’s face though her eyes become teary again while holding the paper bag. She slowly opens it and tear drops at the glass ball inside. She takes the simple gift inside the box and shakes it. “That’s… beautiful.” Marcello stares at the glass ball and the little lights inside like fireflies.

I didn’t even have to turn around to know who it was. Of course. “Raine!” Marcus’s voice rang out, far too loud for this hour and absolutely too chipper. “You won’t believe what I got—again!” I turned, slow and stiff, meeting him with the sharpest glare I could summon without actually setting him on fire. He held up a tiny jar like it was a damn trophy. “Version two. Upgraded. The healer added crushed petals or berries or—whatever. Point is, it smells nicer, works faster, and might even summon good dreams, or something.”

Jim asked again as he was still clueless. Marcus hissed where he stood and he glared at him. He made to explain but Iryna beat him to the punch. "I am Fred’s New Whore," she said as she toyed with the marbles and laid them on the table in a pattern. Jim opened his eyes wide and closed them shut immediately. "Nice marble collection you have there," she said as she looked up at Marcus and smiled. "So many colors, you really take care of these," she complimented.

I went out their room and thought of going outside to play with my friends of my age. I would be playing marbles today and earned more marbles which served as honor and pride to me. I went back to my room and picked up the pouch filled with marbles. I shook it and the way the noise collided from one another made me hear the noise of victory I would I stepped out of the room and-----scream was what I heard from my voice when the shiny black rat passed by just inches away from me and the marbles slipped over and rolled in different corners. My eyebrows met and my breathing was heavier imagining how that disgusting rat caused me to death. I sighed, the only thing I could do then. I

Uriel gave a nod as a response. ‘Must be because of the sketch on the letter. Surely he’s disappointed to see the candles on the jar rather than standing by itself.’ “I have to say though, the results are so cute to look at.” Drew said, now laying back at his chair too in a relaxing position. The mason jars that were used for the candles were the size of the mug, although it lacks the handles, the design of the glass gave it more life. The intricate design of each glass made it look like the candles were sold at a very high price and that a lot of work went into it. Those might be one of the reasons why Marcus agreed to our contract.