Last Chance Performance Marine Novels & Stories

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

Can’t wait to make her mine and mark her. Thank you, Goddess, for giving me another chance.

"Hello, am I speaking with the lead technician for the deep-sea rescue?" The voice on the other end was steady and arrogant. It had been ten years, but I still recognized it. "That's me. Go ahead." My own voice was nothing like it used to be. A decade of deep-sea work, between the breathing equipment and the harsh conditions, had done irreversible damage to it. "Good. This is Griffin Lattimer, from Lattimer Maritime Group. I assume you've already reviewed the situation." He paused briefly. "Name your price."

"Where's Nathan? I'm calling the police for Caleb. He needs to suffer a little before he'll learn!" The moment the group heard "police," they panicked and started calling for Caleb. "We don't want to go to jail over three hundred dollars. Mr. Quinn, when you hired us, didn't you say there'd be no police?" Vivian's face went blank. Then her phone rang several times. She unlocked the screen and saw my message. You used up all one hundred chances, Vivian Blake. It's time for our divorce.

“Nah. But some girl did manage to throw up all over Draco’s DJ stand.” That made him snort. “You send Leo over to clean it up?” Gage clicked on the feed that was directly over Draco’s booth and zoomed in. Both he and Leo were bent over with a mop in each of their hands and disdain written all over their faces. Draco’s turntables flashed bright colors to the beat of the music, shadowing them both in funky colors as they cleaned. “They’ve been at it for ten minutes.” “Jesus, how much did the girl upchuck?”

The two of them had rented out the venue and taken sweet photos together beneath the aurora while I could only stare at those pictures and cry in silence. Yet now, Arsenio had created an aurora performance just for me here in a place far from home. This care… This romance… I turned to Arsenio and looked at him, saying from deep inside my heart, "Thank you. This is the most special gift I've ever received." Arsenio smiled and shook his head. "As long as you're happy." - After that night, Arsenio and I grew even closer. We were like perfectly matched partners, cooking Centrese dishes together.

“Alexis Mar'tine” “Alexis!” “Last call Alexis Mar'tine” Dimitry repeats. Dimitry is a Delta. He is in his late 30s. He has brown hair and dark eyes. His face is on a default —tired and bored. At the end, he marks her name with a red pen with the time the last call was mentioned, at 11:10 P.M. "Another one in the dungeon, Dimitry," Gamma Sevy jokingly said while nudging Delta Dimitry on the side.

“I’m going to die again.” “Yes, Host. This is your last chance, but since all your wishes except the first were made for others, you are granted a special permission—this final wish has no restrictions. The last wish would definitely come true, but you yourself would not be able to revive again.” The System hesitated for a long time before speaking. “Host, I suggest you consider wishing to go to another world and start a new life, or perhaps—” It rambled on, truly caring about me.

I took off my headphone with my right hand and my bag from my left hand and looked at myself. "Howdy-dang! What happened to you?!" Jax asked. "Well. Paints this time" I answered with another sigh. He took my headphone and bag from me as he surveyed me. "This is absurd, it's getting more and more wilder. I'll hold this, go and change" "I don't think I have more available shirts here, it's all wet and soaked," I said while searching my locker. "I have one in mine, I can lend it. Let's go so you could fix yourself"

“ Both good questions. However , I’m surprised that your not wondering how you pulled of that mystical blast , “ “ Well, yeah that too, “ “ That little trick is called Wolf Shadow. Only an Lycon can perform it under the right circumstances , “ “ You keep calling me a Lycon. But that can’t be right. My parents told me …,” “ Lycons are only make believe , “ Vixen interrupted. “ Typical propaganda from the younger generation , “ Vixen pulled out her hand and generated a small locket with a red moon carved against it’s silver casing. “ Open it , “ Compelled to follow Vixen’s order, I took the locket and opened it up. Inside revealed to be a picture of the moon goddess Luna standing side by side