Looey X Scraps Novels & Stories

I hated how he'd cut me off like a little child, leaving me feeling stupid and like I was about to get scolded. “Enjoying? No. Watching, yes.” Oliver nodded with a wry smile, and it reminded me of the first time I saw him at Redmoon . Oliver and Xander were business partners, but they were also joined to the hip. Neither of them went against the other, and I doubted he was going to betray his friend here. “Just watching as the girl promised to one Alpha flits to another as though vows mean nothing. Tell me, Lyra, was your loyalty so cheap?”

No worries, I can fix that. I narrow my gaze at her, she rolls her eyes and picks a fry from her plate. “Someone thought it would be funny to put a spider inside my locker,” I murmur. Olivia shares a look with her crew and five of them burst into laughter. Anger surges through me, I shake my head slightly, laughing along with them as I retrieve the tube from the table and unscrew the cap. “Funny. I also found this in my locker yesterday.”

or, “Don’t fuck it up.” He didn’t. The recycler rolled to life, a deep purr, and Loam almost wept when he saw the output: several neat bricks of nutrient paste, ready to sell or eat or trade. He paid in product first—three bricks, barely warm—then produced the second prize, wrapped in a gas-tight envelope: a capsule, true Violet Rain, hyperstamped and cold as glass. “I thought it was a hoax,” Xander said quietly. “Oh it is, mostly. But someone always keeps a seed for the long winter.” Loam nodded, patted his pocket. “You want a real party, come back tonight. I’ll give you a discount on the next round.”

She did blow her nose on the tissue in her hand and manage to stop crying, for a bit as Lacey pulled the Laptop onto the bed with them and put one of the discs into it. "Thanks, Lace." Olivia said. "Any time, sweetie." Lacey winked back at her, as she grabbed a few highly alcoholic bottled daquiris from one of the bags and twisting the cap off. "But you know, lesbian or not, boys still do suck." Olivia said, still somewhat raggedly because of her crying but far more lucent than she'd been "God, they do, don't they." Lacey laughed as she took a sip. "Those testicles are still in our room." Olivia said, looking at the box on the dresser

As the applause died down, I took a deep breath and leaned over to him. “Let’s go mingle. It’s part of the job, right?” Favian raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Very well.” We descended from the stage, arm in arm again, and began moving through the crowd. Alphas and Lunas from various packs approached us, offering congratulations. Some looked genuinely pleased, while others seemed curious or even wary. It was all part of the game. I smiled, exchanged pleasantries, and shook hands, trying to keep my nerves in check.

Back to work 3 "Ouch, Lia..." Roxy complained but smiled. Because she's pointing at the tuxedo that she sketches, and her friend's index finger is pointing at the part in the middle of the manhood. "Lia. Is that thing really good? I'm just curious because, you know, no man has already popped my cherry yet." There was a grumble in her friend's voice. "Hey. Don't you have any shame, Roxy Barbara? Where did you learn that shit, hmmm...?" Lia said frowning.

He followed her eye line and used his hands to cover it. She used her claws to move his hands and shredded his penis with one swipe. Oliver screamed in agony, falling back onto the floor. Zoe laughed inside her head. She would love to do that to all rapists and pedophiles. Lyra didn't want his blood messing up her white fur, so she lifted him onto the bed and wrapped him in the quilt before throwing him over her shoulder.

Not with the pieces of my heart scattered at my feet. Jake Lawson has taken away everything: my child, my dignity, and my hope, and cast away like trash.

"We've been together for seven years. I remember coming home late one night and finding her asleep on the couch. When she woke up, her hair was a mess. She yawned as she rubbed her eyes and told me she made me soup to sober up. "That look really killed the mood, and I lost my appetite for the hangover soup she made. I suddenly realized that I don't love her anymore. She used to be my goddess, the girl I pursued for two whole years. "But now, that goddess had turned into an ordinary woman who didn't bother to care about herself anymore. But we've been together for seven years. We were classmates. Our lives are too tangled up. Breaking up isn't easy. God, what a nightmare."

At least she will not shiver and will not make me shiver. "Uhh...!" "It's so hot dude, turn on the AC" She threw that quilt away and started mumbling weird things. I didn't know that this poison can affect someone's sanity too. "Luli...!" I took the quilt and wrapped her again. She looked at me with her drunk eyes which are already enough for drowning anyone who looks into me. "Luli, be good, stay here the antidote will be here soon," I said patting her head and wrapping the cover properly as it slid a little.