Knockout X Breakdown Novels & Stories

Maybe his damn cock was broken, because I couldn't figure out what was going on with him. Three good times. We'd done it three times already tonight, and he still hadn't come – not even once. So, clearly, the problem wasn't me; he must have been the one who was broken "Are you...are you close?" I panted, my breaths coming in ragged gasps, as he pounded into me with reckless abandon. The headboard slammed against the wall with a deafening crash, the wooden frame shuddering ominously, as if the entire piece of furniture was on the verge of splintering apart

"Four days ago our girlfriends ex husband broke into our home in the middle of the night. He was caught flirting with Jessie's cousin on our wedding night. They got a divorce and a few weeks later he shows up telling her he wasn't supporting a child he didn't want. Little did he know, the child she bares in her womb is mine. "Long story short he broke in, looking to kill. We fought several minutes for the gun before I shot him twice in the chest. Jessie has a history of miscarriages and started bleeding vaginally. When I got her to the hospital, she flatlined," I say in a wavering whisper and meet her eyes. Tears fill hers as she recalls what Jessie said. "She doesn't know. Only Mollie and m

When Coach pairs us for drills, the tension is so thick I can barely breathe. "Cross, you're overthinking it," Coach barks as my third pass goes wide. "Get your head in the game." But my head is across campus, wondering if Jules has eaten anything today. If she's crying in Maya's dorm. If she hates me yet. She should. I hate myself enough for both of us. "Water break," Coach calls. I grab my bottle and slump onto the bench. My knuckles throb where I punched my dorm wall last night, skin split and bruised.

Asking for more. Jeremy broke the kiss, his breath a raw shudder. "I have to ask you this" he said. His voice sounded hoarse and he still held her. "Do you love me?" Do you still love me? Say it! Say it!" Jeremy demanded. Penny broke away from him with a last effort gathered from the remnants of her waning strength. She gathered herself quickly, straightening her shoulders and nodding even though her breath came in gasps and her lips stung from his kiss. She walked unsteadily across to the window and stood staring out into the darkness... Her back towards him.

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Then, he said, "It's not right. However, you turned her down in front of everyone. How do you think that made her feel?" "So what am I supposed to do? Just sign it anyway?" He did not say a word. "Howard, that house's down payment was 90,000 dollars. My parents sold their place to scrape that together. They're living in a rental now." "I know that..." "You do? Then, why didn't you back me up?" He stayed quiet. We went to bed that night, wrapped in silence. When I woke up the next day and checked my phone, the family group chat was in an uproar.

Bowen screamed. Everyone could hear the panic and hysteria in his voice. He stumbled off the stage, tripping and lurching toward the backstage area. In his panic, he didn't notice the steps. So, he twisted his ankle and fell straight down, rolling all the way down the stairs. The staff who were backstage finally snapped out of their daze. They fumbled in panic to shut off the screen. The giant screen went black in an instant. I became even more of a joke standing in front of the dark screen alone.

You are the man who chooses what to do with it. I had not broken anything with my hands since I was sixteen. Now here I was again like a fucking teenager. The blood was starting to show across my knuckles now, slow and dark. The bond had gone quiet, which meant she was happy, or something close to it, and I was sitting in a car with broken knuckles bleeding on the steering wheel I had just destroyed because I couldn't handle seeing another man touch the woman I had marked. I was in serious trouble.

Tell me what did your dad do to you? (Amy) Mom, ever since you divorced dad, dad has been bringing different women home each and every day. When I protest he beats me until I can't move. He even lost his job, he become a drunkard. The worst part is... Tears started flowing down her face. (Roslyn) WHAT DID HE DO?